Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 786
So, he added another sentence: "Of course, you can also bring your senior brother along."

This time, Chang Fengqian's eyes dimmed. She also wanted to live such an ordinary and happy life with Archer, but unfortunately, it was impossible...

Her eyes stared at the chessboard for a long time, and she unconsciously lost her mind.

Sikong Shengjie looked at her quietly, through her calm but slightly sad face, he noticed that her thoughts were much deeper than he expected, even more than when she left the palace last time. Kind of sad.

What happened in the end?

Why is his little Feng'er so sad?

"Xiao Feng'er, I'm hungry, make me something to eat." He deliberately diverted her attention.

Feng Qian regained consciousness, thought for a while, and said, "Today is your birthday, let me make you a bowl of birthday noodles."

"Okay, as long as it's made by you, I like to eat it." Sikong Shengjie smiled slightly, with a little bit of starlight in his phoenix eyes, with a clean and pure smile, just like a virgin.

Feng Qian sacrificed the utensils for making noodles. She once tried the method of making a piece of noodles in the Five Kingdoms Competition. Longevity is not difficult for her.

Kneading noodles, ramen noodles, following... a series of steps come naturally.

Sikong Shengjie quietly admired her artistic cooking skills, and his admiration continued unabated until a bowl of hot Changshou noodles was brought to him. He was calm on the surface, but excited inside.

After living for more than [-] years, this is the first time someone personally made birthday noodles for him, but he will not tell her how happy and touched he is, because he does not want to cause an extra burden to her, he said insincerely Said: "Is there only one bowl of noodles? It's too monotonous."

In fact, for him, a bowl of noodles is enough, and it is more precious than any rare treasures he receives.

"Then what else do you want to eat, braised pork, mapo tofu, or squirrel mandarin fish?" Feng Qian asked.

Sikong Shengjie thought for a while and said, "It's fine, as long as it's done by you!"

Feng Qian thought for a while: "Then let me make you four dishes and one soup!"

Fengqian then made Kung Pao Chicken, Egg Fried Rice, Squirrel Mandarin Fish Crystal Winter Melon Dumplings and Mutton Soup. She made two servings of each, leaving four dishes and one soup for her and Sikong Shengjie to enjoy, and the rest of the dishes All left to the nine-tailed Firefox.

After finishing the dishes, I drew a prize by the way, but it was empty.

Hearing her sigh, Sikong Shengjie asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, let's eat." So the chessboard was removed, and the two had dinner together.

Feng Qian buried her head in eating, and accidentally raised her head, and saw Sikong Shengjie eating the noodles slowly, but her eyes were wet, she couldn't help but was taken aback: "What's wrong with you? Isn't the noodles delicious?"

Sikong Shengjie put down his chopsticks, calmed down his emotions, and said, "I just think it's a little ironic. Every year this day is my birthday, but I haven't even seen my biological mother. Do you think I'm very sad?"

Feng Qian felt sorry for him, but why didn't she?
In modern times, she is an orphan who has never met her parents. When she arrives here, she still has no parents.The father she thought was just her adoptive father, so she could understand Sikong Shengjie's feelings very well.

Suddenly thought of something, she took out a picture scroll from the storage compartment, brought it to Sikong Shengjie, and said: "By the way, I sneaked into the palace and stole the jade seal in order to get the Nine Treasures and Exquisite Chess. In the dormitory of my concubine mother, I found a secret passage leading to the ice cellar, and I found a portrait of your concubine mother in the ice cellar..."

"The portrait of my mother and concubine?" Sikong Shengjie took the scroll excitedly, his hands trembling as he opened the scroll.

The scroll unfolded little by little, first revealing the woman's feet, elegant long skirt, and slender waist...Continuing to go up to the woman's neck, his hand paused slightly, and even his breathing became rapid.

Feng Qian looked at him, hesitating to speak, and wanted to give him a vaccination in advance to prepare him mentally, but it was too late, he continued to open the scroll, and his excited expression dimmed in an instant.

It was a blurry face, just like the blurred face of the concubine mother who appeared in his dreams countless times. He often dreamed of his concubine mother, and dreamed that she left him again and again. I want to hug her and get close to her, but even in a dream, such a simple request is nothing but a luxury.

"How could this be?" He was extremely disappointed.

Feng Qian said: "It was already like this when I found the portrait, but this may be the only portrait of your mother and concubine left in the palace."

Sikong Shengjie stared at the portrait closely, his thoughts turned a thousand times: "Tell me, what does my mother and concubine look like? I have thought about it thousands of times in my dreams, but I can't imagine her appearance. I I also tried to ask my father-in-law, who had seen my concubine before, to draw a portrait of my concubine, but no matter how they drew, I don't think it is my concubine."

"Your concubine mother must be a very beautiful and kind woman..." Feng Qian looked at him and said, "Because she has a beautiful and kind son."

"It is said that a son is like a mother, so her appearance must be somewhat similar to yours." Feng Qian suddenly thought of something, and said excitedly, "I have a solution! Let's paint your mother and concubine's face on it according to your appearance , so that when you miss your concubine mother in the future, as long as you see the portrait, you can think of her appearance."

She couldn't wait, and urged again and again: "Do you have a pen and paper here? I'll help you draw!"

"Paint according to my face?" Sikong Shengjie was deeply skeptical, "Is this okay?"

"Of course! Believe me, I'm sure you're right." Feng Qian urged again, "Quick, get a pen and paper!"

Half-believing, Sikong Shengjie brought paper, ink, brush and inkstone from the thatched cottage, Feng Qian picked up the brush and was about to paint on the portrait, before the first stroke was finished, she immediately took it back: "Well, I don't know how to draw Draw, you should draw!"

Sikong Shengjie didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had no choice but to take the paintbrush, contemplated it, and started to write.

Feng Qian watched from the side while making suggestions: "The eyebrows can be thinner and more curved, and the eyes can be more energetic. You have a pair of beautiful and energetic eyes, which must be inherited from your mother and concubine..."

Thinking of King Nanyan's excessively indulgent appearance, Feng Qian couldn't believe that Ah Sheng's beautiful eyes were inherited from him.

Hearing her say that his eyes are beautiful, Sikong Shengjie couldn't help but feel happy, and according to her suggestion, he wrote seriously.

"The bridge of the nose should be higher and the mouth should be more sexy, um, yes, that's it, it's perfect!" Feng Qian came up with an idea while observing Sikong Shengjie's facial features.

Sikong Shengjie was watched by her unscrupulous eyes, and praised by her generous words, his fair face could not help showing a suspicious blush, but it was a pity that Fengqian's attention was on the portrait, and he didn't notice it at all.

(End of this chapter)