Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 516 Give him soup
Bao Datou looked at the small casserole enviously. The smell that filled the room made him reluctant to leave. When Feng Nuanyang soaked the cooked food in water, put it on the tray, and planned to go out.

He quickly blocked the front: "Brother Feng, you can't enjoy this good thing to yourself. I wonder if Big Brother Bao can get some of it?"

Feng Nuanyang ignored him, walked around him and walked out.

Bao Datou didn't expect that this fire-headed soldier wouldn't even give him face, and his face was a little ashamed and angry, he just walked over a few steps and blocked his front: "Feng Yang, I am the chief chef here, I order you to take this Put your things down, this is the kitchen for the prince to cook, I won't allow you to cook for yourself!"

In the barracks, there is a kitchen dedicated to cooking for the prince. Except for the prince’s three meals a day, the rest of the time is basically vacant. On weekdays, everyone cooks small stoves to satisfy their cravings. Most people just turn a blind eye. of.

"I made this meal for the prince," Feng Nuanyang said calmly, and lifted the tray to the side: "What's the matter? Chef Bao, you want to taste it first?"

No matter how angry Bao Datou was, when he heard the name of the prince, no matter whether it was true or not, he couldn't touch it, and could only watch Feng Nuanyang leave.

Who doesn't know, since the arrival of the big dog, the prince's three meals a day are all prepared by him, and it's not time to eat now, the prince probably hasn't announced the meal yet.

There was suspicion in his eyes, and he directly raised his heels.

Feng Nuanyang carried the tray and walked to the front camp. Because of the big dog, these people all knew him, and they didn't stop him when they saw him carrying the things.

Ye Si stayed outside, Feng Nuanyang paused, feeling a little nervous, but looking at the sweet soup just out of the pot, and thinking of Ming Qianjue's half-white hair, she forced herself to calm down, and walked over with her head down.

"Why are you here alone today?" Ye Si frowned, a little vigilant, seeing his dirty face, he couldn't see clearly, and suddenly felt a little disgusted.

"Commander, the big dog asked me to send this to the lord," Feng Nuanyang immediately changed his voice, lowered his head in a rough voice, and looked very respectful.

Ye Si is no stranger to Big Dog, the prince can eat some of his things: "It's not time to eat yet."

He frowned, usually he went directly to Xuanshan, but today he hadn't gone yet, and this thing was delivered, it's a bit...

"The ingredients were just purchased today, so they must be made and eaten while they are fresh," Feng Nuanyang concealed the emotion in her eyes, and quickly figured out what to do. She was too anxious before and didn't notice the time at all. , Now that I think about it, it's a bit abrupt.

"Oh, really?" Suspiciousness appeared in Ye Si's eyes, he opened the lid, and the aroma wafted his nostrils, which made his eyes loosen a little, but he still took out the silver needle and poked it inside, seeing that the silver needle didn't change color, he finally His face softened, and he took it from his hand: "Thank you."

Ming Qianjue sat on the desk and looked at the map, marking the necessary places, feeling gloomy, there was no waiter in the tent, and the tea on hand had already lost its temperature.

Ye Si brought the things in, put them on the table, scooped up a small bowl and brought them over.

Ming Qianjue's face was tired, and his spirit was not very good, so he took a sip from the bowl.

The moment he swallowed, his brows frowned.

(End of this chapter)