Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 516 Do you think my cooking skills are inferior to Rong Zheng's?

"The wolf rides a bamboo horse, and grows green plums around the bed. Living together for thousands of miles, the two little ones have no doubts. Fourteen is a gentleman's wife, and I have never felt ashamed..."

The snow is leisurely.

The emperor, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, came here reciting poems with great interest.

Behind him was a group of princes and concubines, all laughing together, looking at the two frolicking by the lake in the distance.

The emperor suddenly said: "Prince."

Yuan Xu hurriedly cupped his hands, "My son is here."

Emperor: "The so-called couple should be just like King Yong and Concubine Su. Men pay attention to self-cultivation, governing the family, governing the country and the world. If they can't even manage a small family, how can they govern the world?"

Yuan Xu was embarrassed.

How could Zhao Wuyang be the same as Su Jiu? Su Jiu was gentle and well-behaved, and he was still cute and cute when he was playing with King Yong.

It is good for such a woman to marry into the family.

But his princess...

He glanced at Zhao Wuyang.

The girl in the pomegranate red jacket and dress had a pale and delicate face, and looked particularly harmless.

But her temper is really very fierce, she has been married into the prince's mansion until now, and she has not even let him in...

With such a woman, he was afraid that it would be too late, so how could he raise eyebrows and childhood sweethearts with her?
He swallowed, and honestly cupped his hands, "Father is right."

A group of people came to the lakeside along the flower path.

Su Jiu happened to be grabbed by Xiao Tingchen's back collar, and the dog man didn't feel sorry for the cold poison in her body, and stuffed a snowball into her clothes, which made her jump three feet high in the cold, and it took a lot of effort to shake the snowball come out.

After shaking, he saw the emperor staring at him with a smile.

Su Jiu's face was flushed, and he hurriedly saluted, "I have seen the emperor and His Royal Highness the prince! My wife lost her composure, please don't blame the emperor."

The emperor smiled all over his face, "That reckless man Lu Yi can actually give birth to a daughter who is as educated and reasonable as you... Forget it, we are all from our own family, so there is no need to be strict about etiquette."

Su Jiu straightened up and retreated behind Xiao Tingchen.

The hands clasped in the sleeves trembled with excitement.

The emperor has no hostility towards her, and even from his tone, no hostility towards her father can be heard.

Sure enough, the emperor's exile of his father and brother was just a cover...

Xiao Tingchen: "The road is slippery on a snowy night. Your Majesty is not drinking with civil and military officials in the Tai Chi Hall. Why are you here?"

Emperor: "Seeing that you are not in the hall, I came here to take a look."

Su Jiu was stunned.

She has always been sensitive, and the concern in the emperor's words just now has faintly exceeded the scope of monarchs and ministers.

She quietly raised her eyelids, and saw the princes had different expressions.

Xiao Tingchen said with a smile: "Since that's the case, I will accompany the emperor back to the Tai Chi Hall and have a few cups of wine."

The emperor responded with a smile.

The group were all members of the royal family, Su Jiu's status was low, and he was ashamed to walk ahead, so he took the initiative to fall behind.

Zhao Wuyang stood where he was.

The two passed each other, and Zhao Wuyang suddenly said, "Su Jiu."

Su Jiu looked back.

Zhao Wuyang smiled warmly at her, "You smell like a dead body. You killed someone just now."

Su Jiu's expression froze.

In my heart, a storm has already set off.

However, in an instant, those clear and beautiful eyebrows were as calm as water again, "Prince Princess really likes to joke."

She blessed Zhao Wuyang, and followed the emperor and others.

After walking dozens of steps, she quietly looked back.

The girl in the pomegranate red jacket and skirt was still standing there, her face was immature and immature, and she was looking up at the snowy night sky.

From her point of view, Zhao Wuyang's side face can be seen as indifferent as frost, and his skin is sickly pale, just like a porcelain doll fabricated by a craftsman.

What is she thinking?

Su Jiu narrowed his eyes.

Zhao Wuyang was someone she couldn't see through.

lakeside.

After the emperor and others had left, the crown prince Yuan Xu boldly approached Zhao Wuyang, "Wuyang, can you show me some face in front of outsiders in the future? Father knows that we are not on good terms, so I specially borrowed it tonight. With King Yong and Su Jiu, mention us a little bit!"

Zhao Wuyang still looked up at the night sky.

Ignore him and don't give him half a look.

It seems that looking at him more is to defile himself.

Yuan Xu gritted his teeth.

He thought of Xiao Tingchen and Su Jiu's playfulness just now, and felt envious, so he bent down to pick up a ball of snow, and secretly stuffed it into Zhao Wuyang's back collar.

Before he had time to get close, Zhao Wuyang turned around, and with a small move, he was pinned down in the snow!
Yuan Xu screamed in pain, "Zhao Wuyang, you murdered your husband!"

Zhao Wuyang let go slowly.

She got up, stepped on the snow and walked outside the palace indifferently.

Yuan Xu got up in pain, with tears in Taohua's eyes, and rubbed his arms aggrievedly.

As the prince of a country, he is honored by gold and jade, but he is bullied by women for this sake!

Xiao Tingchen stuffed the snow dumpling into Su Jiu's collar, and Su Jiu would only scold him softly, but if Yuan Xu managed to stuff the snow dumpling into Zhao Wuyang's collar, he believed that Zhao Wuyang would stab him with a knife. kill him!
Why is there such a big difference between people?
He refused to accept and shouted: "Zhao Wuyang!"

The girl in red looked sideways slightly.

Obsidian eyes were deep and dark, and he could never read what she was thinking.

She stepped up and continued walking.

Yuan Xu scolded "little bitch".

The moonlight is like splashed ink, reflecting a white halo on the snow. The girl in red is slender and exquisite, like a ghost in the dark night, gradually drifting away from the man's vision.

The snow was heavy, blowing off her body.

The world is vast, and the palace is deep.

Her back is so petite...

Unexpectedly, Yuan Xu followed.

leave her

Not near not far,

Always follow.

……

The palace banquet is finally over.

When Su Jiu and Xiao Tingchen returned to Prince Yong's Mansion, there was still half an hour before they left, and the sound of firecrackers welcoming the New Year was already heard outside the mansion.

The dormitory is connected with earth dragon, and it is warm.

Su Jiu sat on the Luohan couch by the window, "I didn't eat anything in the palace, I'm a little hungry."

Xiao Tingchen was so gracious, "I'm going to order dumplings."

He waited in the kitchen for a long time before he brought two bowls of hot dumplings and put them on the little Buddha table on the Arhat couch. He also carefully matched sauces and side dishes, "Taste."

The dumplings were made by Su Jiu yesterday, filled with shrimps, winter bamboo shoots and shiitake mushrooms, which are very fresh.

She picked up the chopsticks, feeling a little disgusted, "You have cooked for too long, look, the dumpling skins are all torn."

Xiao Tingchen glared at her.

Su Jiu suddenly remembered that this was his first time cooking.

She pursed her lips and chuckled, stopped talking and ate the dumplings obediently.

Xiao Tingchen was upset, "Su Xiaojiu."

"Ok?"

"Do you think my cooking skills are not as good as Rong Zheng's?"

Su Jiu lowered his eyelashes and licked the dumpling juice from his lips.

To be honest, Rong Zheng's culinary skills are indeed better than Xiao Tingchen's.

His cooking skills are even comparable to his own.

but……

The girl looked at Xiao Tingchen.

He sat in the lamplight, still wearing the floral apron from the little kitchen.

It was her usual flowered apron, and it looked very small on him, which looked ridiculous.

And his eyebrows and eyes are wronged, like a big dog angry.

She put down the chopsticks suddenly.

She sat beside him, hugged his neck, raised her head, and pecked his warm lips actively as if to comfort him.

(End of this chapter)