The beauty of the peasant girl of crossing

Chapter 256 Annoyed
That night, Zhu Yiyan entered Wu Yuanlie's Jianzhang Hall with the "luxury set meal" in Shen Furong's mouth - three potato tarts, two hamburgers, a pizza, and two glasses of honey and lemon juice.

Wu Yuanlie was reviewing the memorial, when he heard the voice raised his lips and looked at Zhu Yiyan, his smile was three-point sneering, three-point coldness and four-point nonchalance, "Why are you here?"

Zhu Yiyan was silent for a moment, then tentatively said, "Your Majesty, are you hungry, shall we have supper together?"

Wu Yuanlie's clear eyes darkened, and his eyes turned around on the tray in her hand.

The food on the plate has a unique shape, but it is very delicious and beautiful. The food tower made of potato slices is golden and shiny, and the two piled up noodles are white and soft. The index finger moved.

These can be said to be a feast of food and color, and they are much more attractive than the so-called delicacies of mountains and seas that he usually eats.

But Wu Yuanlie had no interest at all. He frowned slightly, and there was some exploration in his deep eyes:

"What exactly do you want to do? If you have something to say, just say it."

Zhu Yiyan's recent abnormality, he saw it all.

Since this woman came to their Northern Qiang country, she has sharp claws, like a stubborn cat, but now she has put away her claws and pretended to be well-behaved, which is quite strange.

The corners of Wu Yuanlie's lips were tensed, his expression was a little subtle, and there was an indescribable irritability in his heart.

He has always liked to be in control and disliked the feeling that things were out of his control.

Zhu Yiyan shook her head gently, and put the tray on the desk beside Wu Yuanlie.

"Don't think too much, Your Majesty, the concubine really just simply wants to have supper with Your Majesty."

"This king has no appetite."

Wu Yuanlie rubbed his temple lightly with one hand, closed his eyes and slumbered, his brows filled with depression.

Zhu Yiyan picked up a glass of honey lemon juice and took a sip, looked up at Wu Yuanlie:
"The king is not afraid of poisoning by his concubine?"

Wu Yuanlie froze, then slowly opened his eyes, and said without a smile:
"This king believes that this king's queen is not that stupid."

"Then why doesn't the king eat it?"

Zhu Yiyan said and picked up another hamburger, opened her mouth to take a bite, and chewed it carefully.

Wu Yuanlie still stared at her, silent, his eyes seemed to penetrate her body and see through her heart.

"Your Majesty, don't look at my concubine with such eyes. Rong Le spent 500 taels of silver to cook the delicious food on this plate. I dare not enjoy it alone, so I invite you to enjoy it with me."

"Rongle?"

Hearing this, and thinking that Zhu Yiyan once saved Rongle's life, the vigilance in Wu Yuanlie's eyes gradually dissipated.

After a few seconds, he silently picked up the honey lemon juice on the table and tried to take a sip. It was sweet and sour, very refreshing.

Seeing that Zhu Yiyan was still nibbling on the hamburger, he also stretched out his slender white fingers, picked up a hamburger and put it in his mouth.

Gently bite into it, the two layers of hamburger meat are tender and delicious, and the fresh and crisp vegetable leaves not only taste good, but also have a hint of sweetness, which constitutes a unique gourmet movement in the mouth.

Wu Yuanlie felt that his entire mouth was satisfied, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Zhu Yiyan lowered her head to hide her smile, the calculation in her eyes flashed, and when she turned to face Wu Yuanlie, she had returned to her indifferent expression.

"Your Majesty, try this."

As she said, she picked up a piece of attractively colored pizza, brought out a thick brushed texture, and sent it to Wu Yuanlie.

Wu Yuanlie stretched out his hand to take it, glanced at the still-broken wire drawing, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and couldn't help asking:
"What is this made of?"

Zhu Yiyan replied: "It seems to be goat milk, beef, corn kernels, mushrooms, etc..."

On this topic, the two chatted for a while, mostly Wu Yuanlie asking, Zhu Yiyan answering in detail, the atmosphere was not as stiff and awkward as it was at the beginning.

After finishing the supper, Wu Yuanlie suddenly asked Zhu Yiyan:
"What else do you know besides dance music? Can you play the piano?"

"Hehe, this is..."

Zhu Yiyan's expression froze. When she was in her boudoir, her father had asked her to teach her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but she didn't like to play the piano and chess. Painting, indicating that he did not go to the champion exam, he was playing with swords every day, dressed in fresh clothes and angry horses.

Even the last dance song was adapted by Shen Furong based on a set of sword dances that she knew how to play, so she had been practicing for a long time.

Wu Yuanlie looked at Zhu Yiyan's faltering appearance, and a look that was so true flashed in his eyes. A perfect arc was drawn on his lips, and he raised his voice to call the servant outside the door to fetch his violin.

After the waiter came back, he opened the qin case and placed the qin on the table. Wu Yuanlie sat on the ground and seemed to be in a good mood and said:

"This king has not played the qin for a long time. What song do you want to listen to? This king will play the qin for you."

Zhu Yiyan scoured the melon seeds in her barren head and replied, "Pipa line."

Wu Yuanlie stared at her, his eyes seemed to be staring at a playful prey. After a while, his arms were slightly raised, his slender fingers were placed on the strings, and he started playing in a hurry and then slowly.

Zhu Yiyan didn't understand the rhythm, she just indulged in Wu Yuanlie's picturesque brows, a face like a crown jade, a lazy but clear expression, and her thoughts gradually drifted away.

The servant who had just walked out of the door heard the music that suddenly sounded in the hall, and couldn't help but glanced into the crack of the door. Everyone in the palace said that the queen was out of favor and was not loved by the king, but today, the king who hasn't played the piano for a long time. But he played "Feng Qiuhuang" for the Queen.

……

The sky was bright, Zhu Yiyan gathered up her clothes, bowed her head and left Jianzhang Hall quickly.

There was no movement in the hall, and Wu Yuanlie hadn't woken up yet.

Zhu Yiyan couldn't help but glance back, then quickly turned her head back and quickened her pace.

This is called farewell without telling, hard to catch.

This is also due to Shen Furong's good idea. Shen Furong said that if you handle a man, it will be hot and cold.

Treat him with three points, wait for him to post it, and then find any mistakes and let him hang for four or five days. Repeat this several times, and he will never forget and remember your goodness.

Taking back her thoughts, when she came around the corner, Zhu Yiyan suddenly slapped her forehead, bad!
She was here to find out, Rongle was still waiting for her news, how could she forget such an important thing?Blame it on the king...

Last night she was listening to the sound of the piano, no, she was looking at the beautiful man, and she was fascinated by it. Later, all kinds of emotions came up and she wanted to cry, and then she really cried.

At that time, the king suddenly stretched out his hand unexpectedly, gently wiped away her tears, and pulled her into his arms.

Zhu Yiyan was a little annoyed, how should she explain to Rongle?Could it be said that she is a hopeless nympho idiot who is bewitched by male sex.

"Help ah ah ah!"

Zhu Yiyan screamed and rubbed against the corner of the wall.

When Shen Furong came over, she saw her nervous appearance.

(End of this chapter)