The black-bellied prince: the little princess of the chef

Chapter 920 Return from injury and continue the game

Everyone looked at Ye Junbei suspiciously, wanting to see what he had done, why Ruier was so excited.But the moment she looked at him, she suddenly realized Rui'er's meaning, and looked at the playing field in unison, and when she saw the figure of that person clearly, they all heaved a sigh of relief.

What Rui'er called was indeed 'Ye Junbei', but Feng Jingyu pretended to be a copycat version of 'Ye Junbei', making the little girl confused.

When he saw the people appearing in the arena, Yang Sipei couldn't help exhaling softly: "Look, the Seventh Prince is not someone who doesn't keep his word, everyone can rest assured now." This is the Seventh Prince Feng Jingyu they knew, Can appear at the most critical moment.

She didn't answer her words, but inadvertently glanced at the hand she held just now, and Yi Jian felt a little strange in her heart, as if a little 'bang bang bang' like a deer bumping around.

Didn't notice Yi Jian's difference, Qi Su stretched out his hand to caress her heart, said with a sigh of relief, "It's really timely, the game has just started." Jing Yu appeared just right!

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, only Ye Pingrong had a cold face, as if he was not very happy, but Yi Jian asked in confusion: "Uncle Ye, what's the matter?" Following his gaze, What he saw was Feng Jingyu, what was he looking at?

"It's nothing." He shook his head lightly, but didn't express his own thoughts. Ye Pingrong only thought that the game would end sooner rather than later.

With the beating of the gongs and drums, Ye Qing had already decided to participate in the competition alone, but before the sound of the gongs and drums faded away, he saw 'Ye Junbei' rushing over, explaining something to the referees in a low voice, Not waiting for two seconds to see him walking towards him with a smile on his face, Ye Qing breathed a sigh of relief silently.

"Fortunately, I came back in time, otherwise I really don't know how to explain it to you."

Standing in front of Ye Qing, cleaned his hands in the basin beside him, picked vegetables and talked to Ye Qing, but inadvertently tugged his sleeves, as if to cover up something on purpose, but he was busy Ye Qing, who was processing the meat, didn't notice his small movements.

Ye Qing looked up at his face, and said with a smile: "I thought you were going to abandon me, but now it seems that you haven't." To be honest, she really felt abandoned just now.

"How is it possible, never possible." Unless he died, he would never leave her alone and face everything alone. "When I came here, I heard that the competition system has changed, so what should I do now?" The most important thing right now is the competition, and it won't be too late to talk about other things later. He can't hold Ye Qing back. match his purpose.

From the vegetables he picked, he was classified again, not according to the attributes of the vegetables, but according to slices, shreds, and cubes, which intuitively reflected what he needed to do.After explaining it to him in detail, Ye Qing officially started her preparations. In two hours and four hours, she will definitely be able to cook eight dishes, and she will also make eight special dishes.

Squinting his eyes and staring at Feng Jingyu in the arena, the emperor's eyes were full of distress. His left arm was obviously injured, but he still insisted on standing beside Ye Qing, beating her. Let's start, I really don't know what Ye Qing has that is worth his sacrifice.

Obviously, Ye Qing didn't notice anything wrong with Feng Jingyu at all, otherwise how could he stand beside him so calmly, enjoying cooking.If she knew, she must have done something unexpected. It was precisely because of this that Feng Jingyu deliberately hid her injuries.

Seeing the belated figure of 'Ye Junbei', Yang Jun raised his mouth, but when the latter looked at him, he quickly lowered his head and went about his own business, as if nothing happened just now.

"Wu Yan, your 'stinky old man' is sitting on it, why do I feel that his eyes are always looking at us?" It can be said that it is not a feeling, but a real one.

"Just look, can he still see a flower?" Feng Jingyu shrugged indifferently, and quickly shredded the radish.

It has to be said that his current shredding technique is many times better than before. What shredded shreds go through the embroidery needle, he is not a problem now, he can pass through it casually!

Hearing his indifferent tone, Ye Qing rolled his eyes hard, and said softly: "If he recognizes you and exposes you, then we two should pack up and leave!"

"If you want to dismantle it, it was dismantled in the last match, why wait until now?"

"What do you mean?" Was the 'last game' he was referring to the one in Jincheng or the one a few days ago?
From his expression, Ye Qing could tell that Feng Jingyu was referring to the match a few days ago, so the emperor had met her a few days ago, or did she not know about it?
"Don't be nervous, the ugly daughter-in-law will see her in-laws eventually. You won't be able to see your mother-in-law, but your father-in-law will still be able to see you."

"Oh, you think I'm ugly now, right? It's okay, there are a lot of girls who are prettier than me outside. If you want to find a new love, my old love doesn't mind at all."

Ye Qing snorted twice, but she shrugged her shoulders indifferently, if there is no man left, she will continue to look for it, relying on her face, she is afraid that she will not find a man, who is afraid of who is joking!
"Ugly is ugly, but I still accept you reluctantly, lest you harm other men."

Hearing how "righteous" he said, Ye Qing really wanted to label him a "hypocrisy" so that everyone in the world could see what kind of person he really was, lest he harm other girls.

Humming coldly and rolling his eyes at him, Ye Qing didn't answer his words anymore, he focused on dealing with the little pumpkin in his hand, shielding everyone from his own world, including talking about himself in her ear. Lovely Feng Jingyu.

Watching her brush and clean the skin of the pumpkin with a small brush, she then picked up a small knife on the side to cut out a jagged shape, slowly uncovered the jagged pumpkin cover, and picked up a small spoon to scoop out the pumpkin seeds. After coming out, he cleaned the whole pumpkin and put it aside for later use. Feng Jingyu couldn't help asking: "Qingqing, do you want to make a pumpkin cup?"

The pumpkin cup seems simple but it is difficult. The ingredients inside are a bit difficult to match. Since the fragrance of the pumpkin is maintained, and the original flavor of the ingredients inside is maintained, how can it not be difficult?

Leaning at him, Ye Qing nodded in relief, and said with a smile: "It's not too stupid, you can still know it's a pumpkin cup."

(End of this chapter)