After being forced to marry as a substitute, I became famous in the limbo

Chapter 113 Contest
As Jiang Ning said this, her feet kicked unconsciously on the ground. If Zhe Liu hadn't gotten used to her rascal appearance, she might have wondered if she had been bewitched by something evil.

Seeing Jiang Ning lying on the chair with hands and feet together, Zhe Liu smiled helplessly, and then went out with the dishes that had been arranged, "Okay, I'm going to cook a bowl of noodles for your mother."

Jiang Ning's struggling movements gradually stopped, and she smiled, "Give me another egg! Two!"

"it is good!"

Seeing Zhe Liu going out with the dishes, Jiang Ning rubbed his stomach in a comforting manner, followed by bouncing Zhe Liu into the dining room.

Outside the cold palace gate, Li Zinian and Mu Jingzhao's two peeping heads overlapped each other, Li Zinian watched Jiang Ning and Zhe Liu enter the dining room together, and nodded slightly.

"Your Majesty probably went to the dining room with Miss Zheliu to look for something to eat."

Mu Jingzhao smiled in response, "I knew she couldn't hold back."

Li Zinian was horrified, "So the emperor deliberately ate all of your mother's lunch?"

Mu Jingzhao didn't refute, but just took one out and rubbed his stomach a little, "It's been a long time since I ate so much at one time, and my stomach seems a little uncomfortable. Go and help me prepare something to digest."

Li Zinian left in response, and after a while, he brought a small box of hawthorn pills and handed them to Mu Jingzhao. Mu Jingzhao looked at Jiang Ning who was squatting by the yard picking cabbage, gritted his teeth slightly, and then took a bite. He swallowed all the hawthorn pills in his hand.

Li Zinian turned pale with shock, "Your Majesty! Even if you want to fight against your empress, don't use this method to hurt yourself, Your Majesty!"

"Shut up!" Mu Jingzhao chewed the hawthorn pills in his mouth, yelled vaguely, stared at Jiang Ning and entered the dining room.

Wisps of cooking smoke rose from the chimney of the dining room, and Mu Jingzhao swallowed hard, trying his best to swallow the hawthorn pills in his mouth. He licked his mouth casually, and then walked in with his hands behind his back and his head held high. The cold palace.

"Hey, why do I feel like I have a good appetite today, I just went out for two steps, and I'm so hungry again——"

He raised his voice and yelled in the direction of the dining room, and then walked slowly towards the direction of the dining room, "Zhe Liu, you really understand me, I was hungry just now, so I prepared food for me."

While Mu Jingzhao was speaking, there was a burst of panicked footsteps and the sound of porcelain plate and iron objects colliding in the dining room.

As soon as he entered the dining room, he saw Zheliu who was holding a bowl and chopsticks and was about to pick noodles in. She smiled at Mu Jingzhao with an unnatural expression, her hand holding the bowl trembled, and subconsciously went Shrunk back.

"My lord, why are you back?"

Mu Jingzhao glanced up and down the hall, and his eyes slowly fell on the rice vat, which was half a person's height. Beside the rice vat, a small corner of the crimson gauze clothes was exposed.

He looked away calmly, and smiled slightly at Zhe Liu, "I just went out for a few steps, and I felt that I was really hungry, so I wanted to come back to you to prepare some food for me, for some reason Yes, the meals you prepared today are really to my liking."

Zhe Liu smiled awkwardly, she glanced in the direction of the rice vat, the corner of her smiling mouth twitched slightly.

"It seems that you really understand what I'm thinking, here, serve it up quickly, otherwise it won't taste good if it's soft."

When Mu Jingzhao said so, Zhe Liu could only bite the bullet and use his chopsticks to pick up the noodles in the pot.

Before Zhe Liu could speak, Mu Jingzhao stepped forward in two steps, took the noodles in her hand, stirred them, picked up a handful, and sent them to his mouth.

Mu Jingzhao scratched his face, and there was a clear crisp sound. Zhe Liu looked at him with a somewhat embarrassed expression, and then said cautiously: "Your Majesty, why don't you go sit and eat in the main hall, this servant is worried that you will be tired."

Mu Jingzhao was holding the noodles, and the chopsticks in his hands were stirring in the bowl from time to time, but he didn't send it to his mouth for a long time.

"No, I'll just eat like this. It's pretty good. If it's not enough, it's convenient for you to continue to add noodles to me."

Zhe Liu pursed his lips in embarrassment and smiled, and didn't say anything more, just moved his body a little, and blocked Jiang Ning's dress that was exposed outside the rice vat.

Mu Jingzhao looked at the noodles in his bowl. It was a very ordinary bowl of Yangchun noodles. The soup was clear, slightly sauce-colored, dotted with chopped green onions and oil spots, and the emerald green cabbage and noodles complemented each other. The slightly burnt fried egg on top looks light and delicious.

Normally, Mu Jingzhao would be very willing to eat such a bowl of light and delicious noodles, but now, there is a faint pain in his abdomen.

At this moment, the little bit of oil in the bowl turned into greasy in Mu Jingzhao's eyes, and the fragrance of the fried eggs turned into a nauseating greasy taste.

He had no doubt that if he ate another noodle, he would immediately vomit it out.

Zhe Liu looked at Mu Jingzhao, and saw that the other party was stirring the noodles in the bowl with chopsticks from time to time, but he didn't have the slightest intention to eat some.

"Your majesty, do you think the noodles prepared by the servant are not tasty? Why don't the servant make you something else?"

Mu Jingzhao was stirring the noodles in the bowl by himself, and glanced at Zheliu with a blunt expression, "I have my own thoughts."

So Zheliu stopped talking.

Mu Jingzhao and Zheliu were relatively speechless. Mu Jingzhao couldn't eat the noodles in the bowl, but he really didn't dare to throw it away in front of Jiang Ning, so he coughed lightly twice, and started to have a fight. Chatting with Zheliu together.

"Did your mother ever say when she will come back from Shuanghua Palace?"

Zheliu subconsciously glanced at the rice vat beside her. Looking down from her angle, she could just see Jiang Ning squatting behind the rice vat, full of resentment.

"No." Zhe Liu turned his face away a little stiffly, "Your Majesty never said that."

Mu Jingzhao looked in the direction of the rice vat, tapped the chopsticks lightly on the side of the bowl, and made a crisp sound, "It's a pity, the food you cooked today is unprecedentedly delicious. Pity."

Zhe Liu stiffened her neck, and unconsciously glanced at Jiang Ning behind the rice vat. Jiang Ning's eyes were wide open, her teeth were clenched, and the sound of her teeth grinding could almost be heard.

She twitched the corners of her mouth, with an awkward smile on her face, "Yes, yes..."

"Yeah." Mu Jingzhao picked up a chopstick of noodles, but put the noodles down as if he suddenly thought of something, "Today I'm going to weed the field, so you can help me."

The expression on Jiang Ning's face twitched, and she finally understood that what Mu Jingzhao meant was to guard the land all afternoon.

Really refused to give him any way out.

(End of this chapter)