Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 224
At this moment, the son's raving in the dream came from the bed, which woke her up in time and restored her clarity.

Putting her hands on his chest, she pushed him away. Feng Qianxun blushed and said angrily, "Don't push yourself! I haven't forgiven you yet, don't you want to get away with it!"

She grabbed his arm, dragged him all the way to the door, pointed out the door and said, "Get out of my bedroom now, immediately, immediately!"

"Qianqian..." Xuanyuanche's eyes overflowed with helplessness.

"It's useless to go deep!" Feng Qian simply moved directly, pushed him out of the door, then closed the door, and said to the person outside, "Go! I don't want to see you now!"

Looking at the closed palace door, Xuanyuan Che sighed helplessly, why is this woman's heart so fickle?It's hard to fathom how enthusiastic one moment is, and how cold and ruthless the next moment is!
After staring at the door for a while, he turned and left sadly.

Outside the door, Luo Ying and Feng Ying were just rejoicing that the king and queen finally reconciled as before, and suddenly saw the king shut out by the queen, and they looked at each other.

Seeing the king approaching, Luo Ying hurriedly stepped forward to apologize: "My lord, I know my mistake, I shouldn't come up with such bad ideas, my subordinate..."

A deep and cold voice interrupted him: "You have made great achievements this time, and you will be rewarded for your loneliness!"

Luoying was stunned for a long time before realizing, what?Is there a reward for great achievements?
Did he hear it right?

When I looked up, I found that the king had gone far away. The king's back was as proud as a mountain, and he was full of energy. How could he feel depressed when he was kicked out of the house?
He sighed lightly, ah, it's really unpredictable!
Hearing the footsteps outside the house fading away, Feng Qian touched her cheeks, her face was still warm after the passionate kiss just now, she didn't know what happened just now, but suddenly she couldn't control herself.

No!

She must calm down!Keep calm!
After changing into dry clothes, she continued to embroider the purse, but her mind wandered from time to time.

……

Early the next morning, the little prince rubbed his eyes and got up, and saw Feng Qian lying on the table and falling asleep.

He jumped out of the bed alone, walked over on two small legs, and saw an embroidered purse on the table. He picked it up and looked left and right, his brows twisted into a small earthworm.

Feng Qian woke up, saw the purse in her hand, and smugly asked for credit: "How is it, does it look good?"

"En." The little prince responded casually, put down his purse, raised his head and asked, "Mother, where is my purse?"

Feng Qian glanced sideways: "Here, isn't it in your hands?"

The little prince's expression was a little broken: "Mother, are you sure that what you embroidered is a purse, not a schoolbag?"

Feng Qian glanced at the oversized purse, and the corners of her mouth twitched. Yesterday she wanted to embroider a big purse, so that her son would look good in front of his friends, but it got out of hand, and the purse turned into a schoolbag!
"Ahem, don't you think this is very good? It can be used as a purse or as a schoolbag. One bag can be used for both purposes. How practical! Xinggu and Luofeng certainly don't have bags with such functions!"

The little prince didn't show any expression, just pointed at the pattern on the purse and asked, "Why is this cat so ugly?"

Feng Qian sweated drippingly: "Son, this is a tiger!"

After a pause of three seconds, the little prince suddenly turned his head and ran away: "Mother, it's getting late, the child has to go to class!"

Feng Qian stretched out her paws, and fished him back: "This is the fruit of my mother's hard work all night, you must wear it today!"

The little prince's face wrinkled into a ball.

The little prince walked down the path in the imperial garden, looking down at the astonishingly large purse hanging on his waist from time to time, and sighed.

Originally, he wanted his mother to embroider a purse for him so that he could show off in front of his two little friends, but now that he had the purse, he was no longer in the mood to show off.

Facing him, a bright yellow stalwart figure approached, his eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately ran over with his feet loose.

"Father!" he yelled softly.

"En." Xuanyuan Che glanced at him lightly, his sharp eyes fell on the completely unsuitable thing on his waist.

Following his line of sight, the little prince immediately untied the "purse", offered it with both hands, and said with a crooked smile, "Father, this is the purse given to you by the empress!"

Xuanyuanche's tone hesitated slightly: "This is... a purse?"

The little prince looked at him with piercing eyes: "Father, are you despising the queen mother's craftsmanship?"

Xuanyuanche covered his mouth with his fist: "Cough, look carefully, it's actually not bad!"

The little prince immediately bent his eyes and smiled and said: "Father, the purse is for you. My son is going to class."

Xuanyuan Che: "Go!"

"My son, please leave." The little prince bowed respectfully, walked a few steps pretending to be calm, and then ran away.

Luo Ying asked strangely, "How can His Highness run so fast?"

Xuanyuan Che's attention was on the "purse", he picked it up and took a sip, there was a fragrance that belonged to her alone, he was a little drunk.

"The queen gave Gu a purse, so should Gu give something in return?"

Luo Ying suggested: "The empress likes silver the most. If the king rewards the empress with silver, the empress will be happy. Of course, if it is gold, the empress will be even happier!"

Xuanyuanche seemed to think seriously for a long while before he lightly dropped two words: "Vulgar!"

Hearing this, Luo Ying laughed, because he saw the corners of the King's lips slightly raised, which was obviously approved by the King.

Yilan Palace.

Brothers Sikong Junye and Sikong Shengjie came to visit Princess Lanxin. Princess Lanxin was lying on the bed, remembering what happened in Qiuhua Palace yesterday, she was ashamed and indignant.

"Brother Wang, have you seen it? It was your idea at the beginning to marry me into the Beiyan Kingdom. Now I have been bullied to this extent. You must make the decision for me, otherwise I will not be able to swallow this breath." !"

Sikong Junye sat on the edge of the bed, frowning deeply: "My Highness never thought that Xuanyuan Che would be so disrespectful to my Nanyan Kingdom, and what my Highness didn't expect was that he would be so partial to that queen."

Princess Lan Xin's eyes were red, and she said angrily: "Brother Wang, you know my temper! I, Sikong Lan Xin, am a dignified princess of Nanyan Kingdom, a proud daughter of heaven, and I absolutely don't want to be subordinated to others and become a concubine or concubine You must help me find a way to overthrow the queen and put me in the queen's seat!"

"Be calm and don't be impatient!" Sikong Junye comforted, "Brother Wang didn't understand the situation before, thinking that the queen was just a mere scumbag, and it was easy to deal with her. Brother Wang underestimated the enemy. Now that the situation has changed, we must change our strategy Don't worry, although she is the queen, she is alone and helpless in this harem, and we have many dead men under our command, so it is easy to kill her!"

Hearing this, Sikong Shengjie, who was standing on the sidelines admiring the bonsai, suddenly looked towards them and said sarcastically, "Can't you guys talk about other things besides plots and tricks? It's so boring!"

Princess Lan Xin's face darkened, and she said displeasedly: "Third brother, I am your own sister. It's fine if you don't help me at the palace banquet, but you still favor the queen everywhere. What do you mean?"

(End of this chapter)