Emperor Sovereign's Doting Foodie

Although many palace maids and bodyguards have found their tracks, no one dares to say anything about Murong Xuan because of her identity. After hearing this, Xuanyuan batian just sends someone to put some soft cushions under the house where Murong Xuan jumps on the roof, in case Murong Xuan falls down and doesn't die!

Of course, those so-called cushion mats are just the eyelid line of Xuanyuan tyrant to watch Murong Xuan.

Since Xuanyuan batian sent Mr. Murong back, his mood was called remorse. At the same time, Xuanyuan Lixiang also hid in the room all day and did not dare to go out, for fear that she would be strangled by her father after she appeared.

These days, Xuanyuan batian is also very peaceful. Compared with the past, he is as quiet as air. He deals with his own affairs every day. He also fully agrees to Murong Xuan's request. The gifts and food that people prepare are given to him in different ways every day.

"Master, I'm finished." The hairball jumps up Murong Xuan's shoulder, and his little mouth sticks out a pink tongue, and then licks the barbecue sauce.

Murong Xuan calmly ate the kebab in his hand, turned his back and said, "I'm gone, too!"

"Hair ball".... "

When did the master learn to lie with his eyes open?

You're finished. What's in your mouth? What's the kebab in your hand?

"What are you looking at? You're blinded. " Murong Xuan calmly shoves the kebab to her mouth. With a bite of the scallop teeth, the gravy suddenly bursts out from the bamboo stick. With the hot gravy and the slightly scorched smell, it's refreshing to take a bite.

Looking at the gravy burst out, the tears of maoqiu almost came out!

He watched with his own eyes as the owner took out the kebabs one by one from the space and ate them one by one. He also told him nothing happened

It's a beast, but it's not stupid!

"Why? There seems to be a familiar smell here. " Suddenly, the hair ball sucked his nose and swallowed his tears.

The master is too bad to give him meat and treasure!

"Familiar flavor, familiar formula, tell me quickly, whose flavor is it?" Mu Rongxuan pinches the ball excitedly.

I didn't expect that there were still acquaintances in Dongli?

Maybe that person is the villain who played a trick on her grandfather?

"The baby because of sad tears, now the nose blocked, can't smell out." Maoqiu's face turned away, and he didn't pay attention to Murong Xuan's expression.

Murong Xuan reluctantly adds some homemade mustard to the kebab, and then lets it be roasted on a different fire. Then she hands it to maoqiu.

Maoqiu wiped his tears and looked at the green kebab. Suddenly, he bit it with excitement.

At the moment of eating mustard, the whole ball froze, and the soft hairs suddenly became very stiff, just like ice cones standing up from the iceberg.

The hair also turned black in an instant. At the moment, the hair ball was like a hedgehog, erecting the whole body's hair.

The sour, the transparent, the taste

It's hard to say!

Five minutes later... The stiff hair of the hair ball hasn't softened yet.

Murong Xuan can't laugh or cry. Isn't his nose blocked? So add some mustard for ventilation!

She reached out her hand and subconsciously wanted to touch the fur ball and coax it. As a result, the fur ball, angry and angry, rolled directly from the beam. At the bottom, a group of people with cushions saw a ball full of thorns rushing down and suddenly flashed away, so that the fur ball didn't stop, rolled into the grass and disappeared.

I wipe... This little thing has a big temper!

Murong Xuan sat on the roof, eating his barbecue kebab. Looking at the dark sky, her heart sank.

Is the familiar taste that Mao Qiu just said a lie to her or is it true?

Dongli, do you really have acquaintances?

In the grass, although there was mustard on the kebab, the ball of hair was determined to finish the kebab!

There is no way, shovel excrement sometimes do things or very delicious, as long as there is no messy things like!

However, I don't know where the ball rolled, even Murong Xuan couldn't find it.

For a moment, the bodyguards who were still waiting to catch Murong Xuan immediately panicked.

How can a hedgehog hurt the emperor and the princess?

So, in the blink of an eye, many bodyguards and maids began to light lanterns to look for the ball.

The palace, which used to be a little quiet, was full of excitement.

Seeing that maoqiu disappeared, Murong Xuan went back to her bedroom. Anyway, when maoqiu got tired of playing and got hungry, she would come back by herself. Maoqiu is more familiar with the terrain of Dongli than she is!

The palace.

When Murong Xuan came back from outside, he heard a melodious sound of flute coming out of his bedroom before he saw anyone.

Who is playing the flute in her bedroom?

Murong Xuan subconsciously quickens her pace. The moment she enters the courtyard, her heart is shocked by what she sees.

It's the familiar pear tree, it's the familiar person, but this time, instead of lying down, he stood quietly under the tree, his long black hair dancing with the wind, his white clothes like snow and the flying black hair forming a sharp contrast. From a distance, it's like an ink painting.

"Back? What's the gain? " Chiba Muyu takes off the jade flute from his lips. A gentle smile is raised at the corner of his mouth. He walks towards Murong Xuan gently and fondly.

Murong Xuan gently shakes her head, subconsciously trying not to open her face.

Chiba Muyu is really good-looking. When you see his face, you can't help but want to give him extra points!

"Can you play the flute?" Chiba Muyu see her deliberately don't look at yourself, can't help but smile, can't help but gently embrace her in his arms.

Well... It's his fault. It's him who hurt my grandfather.

"A little bit." Looking at the jade flute in his hand, Murong Xuan can't help but take it. She puts it on her lips and blows it gently. She tries two notes.

She has lived much longer in the 21st century than in the eight wasteland. Therefore, most of the songs she knows are modern. Few of the songs she knows are from the eight wasteland!

"Can you play me a song?" Chiba Muyu's eyes flickered, and she put her chin on her shoulder like a coquetry.

Murong Xuan thought about it, then picked up the Jade Flute and looked at it carefully.

This flute is made of jade. If you want to make a flute with jade, first of all, you need a piece of superior jade, which is not only long enough, but also big enough. In the world, although jade flute is precious, there are many, but Chiba Muyu's jade flute is transparent in color and smooth to the touch. When it blows, its sound is even more crisp, just like a warbler's cry. It can be said to be the best.

"What do you want to hear?" Murong Xuan carefully recalled the staff in his mind and subconsciously looked at Muyu Qianye.

She will be a lot of, but eight wasteland, she can not be a few will ah!

"I'll listen to whatever you blow." Chiba Muyu doesn't pick it, but Murong Xuan blows it. Even if it's a noise, he likes to hear it.

Er... Let her choose?

In that case, she will play modern music. Anyway, there are many beautiful modern songs, which just let Qianye Muyu have a long insight and wash her ears.

Murong Xuan chose a very famous song in the 21st century, named despacito.

The original singing of this song is very good. Later, it became more and more popular after the cover singing by the anchor in China. Later, there was a flute version of this song. For a time, it was also popular all over the world and became a very popular flute song.

With the sound of the flute, the body that Chiba Muyu originally wanted to lie down and enjoy quietly suddenly tightens. A flash of light flashed in his dark eyes, and he looks at Murong Xuan in surprise.

Murong Xuan's lips are light, and her slender fingers are like elves on the jade flute one after another. The melody of the flute is played from her lips, like a decadent sound, echoing in the sky.

Beautiful melody, colorful prelude, full harmony, all of a sudden, this song caught the audience's heart, let the audience can't help but immersed in the beauty of this song.

The elegant melody of despacito makes people calm, the fast melody makes people subconsciously want to dance with it, and the high melody makes people excited. Even if this piece is played with flute, it can't hide its moving exotic style, and the strong freshness makes people feel fresh. At the same time, it can't help but marvel at the creator who played it.

Chiba Muyu's jade flute is smart, soft, bright, crisp, natural and elegant, with a touch of simple and elegant atmosphere. With this song, it is perfect and hard to extricate oneself.

On one side, Chiba Muyu can't help but close his eyes. He can't help but follow his fingers. His slender white fingertips are tapping gently in the air at the moment, trying to play the flute with Murong Xuan.

The despacito played by Murong Xuan is sometimes urgent and sometimes slow. When it is urgent, it looks like a heavy rain knocking on the steps. When it is slow, it looks like a light rain caressing the tung trees. When it is soft and misty, it wants to send and receive. When it turns around, it suddenly becomes sonorous and forceful, with cadence and cadence.

When Qianye Muyu lamented that this song should only be heard in the sky and in the world, several people came to the door. Their faces could not help showing their infatuation, like a fool whose soul had been taken away by Murong Xuan's flute.

Chiba Muyu's fingertips slightly stopped, looking at the people at the door, his face showed an expression of displeasure.

This is what xuan'er told him!

When Mozi saw that Murong Xuan stopped playing the flute, he stood up straight and said, "I didn't expect you to play so well. Why haven't you played before?"

"Murong girl is really hidden, thanks to the master of Chiba Huangfu's admiration was not hidden.

"Miss, the sound of your flute is so beautiful. It's the first time you've heard such a beautiful tune even the CRBT." Cailing said, subconsciously looked at Qianye Muyu, the expression in her eyes was not hidden.