Dress up and fight!

Chapter 1310 Ming Jun Cultivation Plan (34)

And the cabinet where they locked the ingredients, always lost a door and the ingredients in the cabinet the next morning
After a long time, the imperial dining room began to be haunted by rumors.

With nothing to do, the steward of the imperial dining room could only admit that he was unlucky, and while angrily concealing the matter, he prepared additional food for the female ghost, secretly praying that the female ghost would harm others as soon as possible.

This is too cheap for Jin Qing to act.

Resisting all these back to the cold palace, Jin Qing suddenly thought of one thing: Can An Jingzhen know how to steam steamed buns?
An Jinghe was sitting at the table sullenly, practicing calligraphy.

In his previous life, he could only barely write one word, and the rest even wrote his own name like a dog crawling.

In fact, he only needs to know how to write one word.

Because the papers sent by the prime minister and the regent are basically what they have already confirmed.

Therefore, there is no need for him to put forward any constructive suggestions, and his side is just a scene.

And there were no literate people around him, so he didn't know what was written on the notebook from the beginning to the end.

When Xue Wuchen first taught him calligraphy, he was also stunned by the way he held the pen.

It took nearly a month to get him back a little bit.

Xue Wuchen looked at An Jingzi gnashing his teeth, and felt amused in his heart: "Disciple, if you are really unhappy, just bite the tip of this pen twice, don't break your teeth."

An Jingyu squinted at Xue Wuchen: He really can't respect such an incomprehensible teacher.

Seeing that An Jingyu was muffled and silent, Xue Wuchen licked his face and moved closer to him: "Disciple, just by looking at your handwriting, you can tell that your strength is useless." For a spectator For someone who doesn't mind making things too big, fanning the flames and adding fuel to the flames is his favorite thing to do.

An Jingci still puffed up his cheeks and did not speak, but Xue Wuchen obviously found that An Jingci made his strength stronger than before.

Xue Wuchen was beautiful in his heart, and was about to say something more, when the door of the room was suddenly pulled open, and Jin Qing's figure rushed in quickly.

Putting all the big and small bags on his body in front of An Jingxi, Jin Qing let out a sigh of relief: "I'm back."

Then he pushed the thing in front of An Jingyu: "Birthday gift."

An Jingyu's gloom just now was swept away, and he jumped up from the ground with a look of surprise on his face, ran over to look at the things Jin Qing brought back, and then whispered: "It's peach blossoms, Min'er, where did you get them back?" So many peach blossoms."

It's really rare that such a heartless person as Min'er still remembers his birthday, let alone his favorite peach blossom cake.

When seeing Jin Qing appear, Xue Wuchen had already hid on his floor. After all, Xue Wuchen was really discouraged by Jin Qing's virtue of fighting at the slightest disagreement.

Hearing the cheers of An Jingyu at this time, Xue Wuchen stretched his neck and came over to watch the commotion, and at the same time he couldn't stop talking: "Miss Ding, XX's birthday is the eighth day of the seventh month, girl, please don't worry about XX Prepare presents."

He said no, but Xue Wuchen reminded Jin Qing every word.

Although every year someone would give him generous gifts on his birthday, but there were not many who were distracted.

Those people seemed to be giving gifts just for the sake of comparison, trying to squeeze each other overtly and secretly, in order to increase the value of their own gifts.

After watching more, it will inevitably make him feel bored.

Miss Dante is a temperamental person, and the gifts she gave should be full of sincerity!
Jin Qing didn't pay attention to Xue Wuchen, but turned to An Jingxuan and said, "Don't you want to eat peach blossom cake, you can eat these three things together later."

An Jingyu looked at Jin Qing with a look of surprise: "Okay!" It was rare that Min'er still remembered that he liked to eat peach blossom cakes, even though he only had the raw materials in front of him, he was already very content.

Looking at the three bags in front of him, Xue Wuchen said, "Are you asking Jing Bi to do it by himself?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Qing and An Jingbo turned their heads to look at him and asked in unison: "Otherwise!" Of the three people in the room, it seems that only An Jingzhen has the best craftsmanship.

After hearing the words of these two people, Xue Wuchen was silent: It is too careless to make a gift by yourself!

Then Xue Wuchen looked at Jin Qing solemnly: "Miss Ding, you'd better forget a certain birthday!" He didn't need such an insincere gift.

Jin Qing nodded to him: "Okay." Anyway, he didn't remember it at first.

Hearing Jin Qing's answer without hesitation, Xue Wuchen stretched out his hand to cover his chest, feeling an arrow in his heart.

Looking back at An Jingzi's joyful expression which was completely different from before, Xue Wuchen squinted his eyes and grabbed a large handful of peach petals and stuffed them into his mouth and chewed.

While swallowing hard, he said convincingly: "The fragrance is so fragrant, but it is too astringent, and the flower heart is still a bit bitter." Yes, he is unhappy, as long as he is unhappy, no one can think about it.

After the evaluation, Xue Wuchen stretched out his hand and grabbed it again.

Peach petals were originally fluffy things, and Xue Wuchen's hands were big. After being pulled by him twice, the original small peach blossom mountain lost a point in an instant.

An Jingyu originally looked at the peach petals in front of him with a moved face, thinking about how to eat them for a while so as not to waste them, but Xue Wuchen snatched a lot of them.

Thinking that this was Jin Qing's birthday present to him, An Jingyu quickly jumped onto Xue Wuchen's shoulder with a scream, and reached out to tear Xue Wuchen's mouth: "Spit it out, spit it out for me." This was given to him by Min'er birthday present.

Xue Wuchen shook his head, wanting to shake off this little bastard who didn't respect his teacher, but on the other hand, he grabbed a handful of flower petals and stuffed them into his mouth.

An Jing's eyes were red with anger, he opened his mouth and bit down on Xue Wuchen's neck.
Seeing that the two were having fun, Jin Qing yawned and went back to the room to catch up on sleep. This day has been tormenting her.

In the end, An Jingyu still failed to save his peach petals, and Xue Wuchen was also caught by An Jingyu.

Carefully put her petals away in the kitchen, and in the afternoon, An Jingxi started digging holes in the yard with the hoe that Jin Qing brought over from elsewhere, not knowing what he planned to plant.

Although Xue Wuchen saw An Jingxi's movements from the window, but when he thought of the wound on his face, he just grinned his teeth and watched it as a joke.

An Jingxuan spent the whole afternoon digging, but when he was having dinner, there was nothing unusual in the yard.

Several people eat in the kitchen room on weekdays, so they all need to walk from the bedroom to the kitchen room.

The first thing Xue Wuchen did when he went out was to take out a branch from the side and pull it on the ground in front of him.

Sure enough, after turning up the green grass on the ground, a small pit just below the foot was exposed.

Xue Wuchen sneered at An Jingxuan behind him: such a pediatric thing dares to show shame.

(End of this chapter)