Fish swimming around the world

Jiang Fan stared at Ying Wushuang with a hint of intoxication. It was very rude, but Ying Wushuang was surprisingly not angry.

Her phoenix eyes looked at Jiang Fan and... the half-eaten bun in his hand.

"You've lost some weight."

"Hehe, you're out there, sleeping in the open, and you can't eat well."

Jiang Fan stuffed the remaining half of the bun into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it. He felt a little choked, so he picked up Ying Wushuang's teacup and drank two big gulps.

"Huh..." Jiang Fan let out a long breath and licked his lips: "You took too little..."

Ying Wushuang actually smiled slightly: "Let's go, let's go to the Imperial Garden for a barbecue."

Jiang Fan's eyes were immediately surprised: "Oh, my god, my wife has come to her senses, let's go, it's so stuffy here."

The Imperial Garden is much brighter.

Ying Wushuang's Imperial Garden is not big, but it is very tidy, and everything is meticulous. Although it lacks some natural interest, it is still pleasing to the eye. It was early summer, the weather was not too hot, and the afterglow of dusk was about to fade away slowly. A group of palace maids and eunuchs were holding lights. Hundreds of lights were on, and the light in the imperial garden was as bright as day.

"Not bad, I thought you didn't know how to enjoy life at all."

Ying Wushuang said lightly: "I am also a living person."

Jiang Fan stretched and stretched his muscles and bones. "Speaking of which, this is the first time I have a barbecue in your backyard."

"My home is also your home."

Ying Wushuang said lightly.

Jiang Fan was stunned, touched his head and smiled: "Yes, after all, we are still a couple in name."

This name made Ying Wushuang's eyes move slightly, but he didn't say anything.

The next moment Jiang Fan was delighted to see that all the familiar things were placed in the pavilion.

"Not bad, not bad, they are all made in imitation of the mortal residence."

"Moved here."

Ying Wushuang's words made Jiang Fan curl his lips.

Several palace maids and eunuchs were very skilled, making fire, burning charcoal, cutting meat, and threading skewers.

Jiang Fan snorted. He is an experienced hand. He has obviously done this a lot. Needless to say, he has been robbing this stuff for a long time.

And the seasoning. This stuff can only be looted from his own kitchen. Don't think I can't see it.

Soon, everything was ready.

Jiang Fan waved his hand: "Let them all go down. It's more interesting to do it yourself."

Ying Wushuang nodded in agreement.

Zhao Gao was very perceptive. He knew that they were going to have a private gathering, so he hurriedly urged the palace maids and eunuchs to leave.

Then he opened the wine jar and filled it for the two of them, and bowed and stepped back.

Jiang Fan smiled and said, "This guy is good at handling things."

Ying Wushuang said, "Not only is he good at handling things, he is also careful and has a good memory."

"Oh? This person has many advantages."

"He is scheming and wants to get ahead, but he doesn't bother others."

Jiang Fan laughed. You are really you. You can see everything. I don't need to worry about this matter.

Jiang Fan threw off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and picked up a handful of chicken wings: "Let's get started!"

While working, he hummed a tune: "The roasted chicken wings, I love them the most..."

Ying Wushuang actually took off his cape, revealing a casual outfit to help him.

The last ray of sunset glow in the sky finally fell, and the evening breeze came slowly. In the garden pavilion, there was only the sound of Jiang Fan humming a tune and the crackling of charcoal fire.

"The beef can't be roasted too old, it's fine to be three or five minutes rare..."

"The chicken skin should be roasted crispy to be fragrant..."

"Give me that yellow powder..."

They didn't talk about state affairs, family affairs, and world affairs, and the two seemed to have a tacit understanding.

While roasting and eating, Jiang Fan pulled down three skewers of beef in one bite, and chewed them with his cheeks open.

"Oh...the best veal loin, fragrant, really fragrant...Didn't you say that you can't kill cattle? Are you okay like this?"

"I'm a tenant of General Meng's family, and I accidentally fell to death."

Ying Wushuang also took one in each hand and shot left and right.

"Haha... I've learned bad things from you."

Jiang Fan's mouth was full of oil, and Ying Wushuang didn't know what he was thinking, but he actually took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth.

This action made Jiang Fan stunned for five seconds.

"... Don't worry, I'll have to wipe it later."

Saying trivial words, roasting and eating, Jiang Fan finally burped after an hour, lying on the recliner with his arms and legs spread out: "Satisfied."

"I've been out for seven months and twelve days, it seems that I haven't eaten anything decent."

"That's not the case. I ate some from Wei, Chu, and Xia, but I was worried, so I didn't eat it very well. Oh, by the way, I also roasted Taihua cranes."

Ying Wushuang looked at him: "Are you sincere to Yun Fuyao?"

Jiang Fan exclaimed, not knowing how to answer, and not knowing whether this was a life-threatening question.

"To be honest, you know, as long as you don't leave Qin, I won't stop you, but I can't marry you."

Jiang Fan smiled bitterly: "I'm only seventeen years old, you think too much."

Ying Wushuang was noncommittal: "How does it feel to scold Ling Yun?"

Jiang Fan became interested and sat up immediately: "Don't say anything, it's so exciting."

"Hitting her will be even harder." Ying Wushuang seemed disdainful.

"That's you. If I do this, you will probably be a widow now." Mr. Jiang is very self-aware.

"You did a good job and didn't embarrass me."

Jiang Fan sighed: "It's not just based on your credentials."

Ying Wushuang was silent for a moment: "You gave me an excuse."

Jiang Fan said: "So, now you are legitimate and legitimate in Da Qin."

Ying Wushuang shook his head: "It's easy to deal with the name, but it's the people's hearts that are difficult."

Jiang Fan said calmly: "You know, even the title is not easy to handle, Taiyue and Taihua still do not recognize your orthodox status."

Ying Wushuang said: "They are not important."

Jiang Fan was stunned: "Then let me go to Taihua..."

Ying Wushuang looked at him seriously and said: "From now on, Jiang Fan is really the king of Daqin, and everyone in the world knows it."

Jiang Fan sighed softly: "I guessed that this is the case. You are really generous... Worth it?"

Ying Wushuang nodded affirmatively: "Worth it."

Jiang Fan looked deeply at the powerful woman in front of him: "To be honest, can't you try another way? For example..."

"No need for examples, this method is most suitable for me." Ying Wushuang interrupted directly.

Jiang Fan raised his thumb and was speechless.

"I just didn't expect you to take so long to go to Xia."

Jiang Fan smiled bitterly: "Man proposes, God disposes. This time there was really an accident, and I almost lost my life."

Ying Wushuang said: "I thought you did it on purpose."

"So, you didn't send anyone to really look for me."

"Yes, if you don't have any other plans, I think it's not right. In your words, inertial thinking made me make a mistake."

"We can't be too self-righteous." Jiang Fan said: "Who knew that a witch would come out halfway."

"Someone from the Southern Xinjiang Demon Palace?"

"Yes, hired by someone. By the way, you know the man with the black iron mask and the guy without eyebrows."