Uncle's First Favorite Concubine

Chapter 398 Uncle Emperor Visits, I'm Hungry
But Tang Yuanrong always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

When Nangong Han came in, he faintly heard Xiao Liu sobbing, lying directly beside her.

"Still uncomfortable?"

Xiao Liu turned around sharply, with pearls still hanging on her eyelashes, "Uncle Huang?"

"Why, you're surprised to see me? Didn't I tell you that I'll come to see you later?" Nangong Han looked at those moist lips, and unconsciously remembered the scene in the river.

"I thought you were just talking." Xiao Liu sat up and wiped his face with his sleeve, "I'm hungry!"

Just staring at Nangong Han like this.

Heh, this girl is still relying on her, she wants to eat as soon as he arrives.

"Tell me, what do you want to eat?" It's a good thing to want to eat, and it seems that you have come out.

"I want to eat..." I wanted to say roast chicken, but suddenly remembered the scene where I almost became roast chicken, and my face was ugly.

"What's the matter, did you think of something unhappy again?" Nangong Han hurriedly approached, hugging her to coax her.

Xiao Liu shook his head and forced a smile: "Uncle Huang, I'm fine."

Nangong Han touched her face: "Good boy, don't laugh if you don't want to."

Together with the quilt, they hugged each other horizontally, leaped in the air, and left the town government's mansion.

"It's not good, General, Miss has been taken away!" The secret guard reported at the door.

Tang Yuanrong immediately got up and went to the next door. When he was about to get angry, he found the note left on the bed.

"Xiao Liu is hungry, I will bring her something to eat and come back!"

"This..." Yang Feifei ran in nervously, and was stunned when she saw the note.

Tang Yuanrong raised his hand: "Stop chasing, continue to watch the night, don't disturb the old man!"

"Yes!" The dark guard stepped back.

Prince Han Mansion, kitchen.

"Uncle Huang, why are you so slow, I'm starving to death!" Xiao Liu sat on the small wooden pier, the stove in front of him was warming up late at night.

"You really don't want to be hurt while sitting and talking, right? This king will cook for you himself, and you still insist!" Nangong Han has flour on his forehead and nose, and he has more or less on his body. He is kneading on the stove with his sleeves rolled up. dough.

"Why would my back hurt while sitting and talking? Didn't Uncle Huang himself promise to make it for me? Don't you know that?" Xiao Liu was tightly wrapped by the quilt, only his head and a hand playing with a stick were exposed.

Nangong Han's eyebrows twitched: I'm just talking, do you know what kind of polite words are, you take it seriously, I'm a majestic prince, how can I cook something?

"How come, this king knows astronomy first, and geography second, there is no one who can't, just wait!"

Having said that, Nangong Han didn't have a clue in his heart. The flour started to dry out, water was added, and when it was thinned, it changed from a small ball at first to a big pot.

It gets more and more embarrassing.

Shaking the dough on his hands, he simply rolled the dough on the chopping board.

Xiao Liu wanted to get up curiously, but the quilt was tightly bound by the emperor, and she couldn't move: "Are you ready, where are my noodles?"

"Don't panic, it will be ready right away." Nangong Han didn't know how to roll out the dough, he pressed it with his hands and with a stick.

Uneven thickness.

Finally, take a kitchen knife and cut it horizontally and vertically, and put it in the pot.

When Xiao Liu was holding a large bowl of what the hell it was, the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

"This is noodles?" Do you really think she is a three-year-old child?

This is clearly dough, it's so thick.

"Of course, hurry up and eat!" Nangong Han threatened, I worked so hard to make it, you dare not eat it.

little six:"……"

He took a tentative bite and was about to spit it out.

(End of this chapter)