General is ferocious: arrogant lady, don't escape

Yuran's expected storm didn't come. Zhao Yuan's gentle "yes" came, which scared Yuran to ignore etiquette and look straight at Zhao Yuan. Fortunately and unfortunately, only Gong Yueyue is in Zhao Changyuan's eyes.

"Brother Huang, what happened here? It's a mess, and I haven't found sister Wanyu. Is something wrong with her? " Gong Yueyue also observed the change of Zhao Yuan's expression, so he used the situation in front of him to divert their attention.

"Wan Yu, she went south and heard that there was a family there, like her biological parents." Zhao Yuan paused. "As for here, alas, maybe my love made her watched by barbarians. Fortunately, she wasn't there and didn't receive any harm, otherwise I wouldn't be at ease all my life."

Zhao Yuan said while observing Gong Yueyue's expression, thinking that even if she forgot the previous things, she should remember her feelings of jealousy for herself or Wanyu, but didn't want to disappoint him. Gong Yueyue had only doubts on her face, not that jealous expression.

"Barbarian? Are there any barbarians in the capital? " no Gong Yueyue knows that she should be glad that Zhao Yuan didn't find out what happened yesterday, but it's clearly those people she hurt. How did she become a barbarian here today? This kind of existence can't catch up?! But of course she wouldn't directly ask, "are you sure it's a barbarian? Who saw it? " Such silly questions.

Zhao Yuan turned around and tried to hide his disappointment: "yes, we haven't found their hiding place yet. But it is certain that the barbarians did it. Shangguanyan heard their speech! "

Shangguanyan?! Hear a barbarian?! No, there must be something wrong?!

What shangguanyan heard should be his conversation with Yanran and Yuran! He's not telling the truth. Is he protecting them?! Or I made a mistake.

Gong Yueyue hoped that he had made a mistake. When he turned to find support from Yuran, he saw the same stunned expression as himself.

Since it was the dish ordered by Zhao Changyuan, Mo Qing naturally dared not neglect it. As soon as he heard that the kitchen was ready, he immediately went to serve it. I smell a strange smell from a distance. I don't have to guess it's the smell of spirit fish.

I thought it would be fishy without breaking my stomach, but I didn't expect it to have such a delicious taste. It really moves people's taste buds. Even the kitchen looked at the fish and almost didn't drool.

"I took out the prince." Mo Qing also has such a desire in his heart, but this is the king's food. Naturally, he doesn't dare to eat indiscriminately.

"How fragrant!" The kitchens have expressed their reluctance. They also know that it is the dishes of the Lord, but they have not smelled such a delicious taste since they were born. Of course, they will be reluctant!

Mo Qing smiled. He also understood their thoughts, but he couldn't satisfy them: "OK, you'd better cook well. If you want to eat, you have to talk to the king yourself."

Well, in an instant, the chefs lost the idea of eating fish. Zhao Changyuan took good care of them. Now, why can we grab a bowl of fish with him.

"Well, you take it!"

"Lord."

Mo Qing took the fish to the theater and saw the door locked. It's not like the king's style. The only exception is that he was sleeping.

Sure enough, Zhao Changyuan's confused voice came from the room: "en? What's up? "

Mo Qing really wants to laugh. Zhao Changyuan is always like this. He looks energetic. In fact, he goes home to sleep after playing. It's really a pity that he can sleep. The highest record is that he ate dinner a day. But this is better than overdraft. They will protect Zhao Changyuan.

However, Mo Qing would not spare the Lord in this way. His tone was very helpless: "Lord, did you sleep a little longer? The sun has set."

"I see!" But Zhao Changyuan's tone didn't mean to get up at all. "Let me sleep for a while. Don't call me if I don't get up!"

"..." it was the same as he thought, but I'm sorry, Mo Qing didn't want to stand at the door with such delicious fish waiting for the Lord to wake up. It was really a kind of torture. Anyway, the LORD had enough sleep today. Mo Qing continued to knock on the door and prepared that if Zhao Changyuan refused to get up, he wouldn't stop, "Lord, get up. Or I'll smash the door myself! And, Lord, your fish is delicious. If you don't come out, I'll eat it! "

"Pa!" Before he finished speaking, the door opened. Zhao Changyuan never showed such a tired look. He was powerless even when he spoke. "I said, what did I develop you into? How can you hit the door? Is it fun? " Then he looked at Mo Qing so powerlessly, turned and walked to the table and poured himself a glass of water.

Eh?! Mo Qing felt a little sorry for smashing the door and hurting him. Indeed, Yanran did that last time, which added a lot of trouble to him. If shangguanyan hadn't helped them hide it, nothing would have happened. But I just said I was just threatening him.

But it's strange that the prince didn't smell the smell of the fish in his hand, and it seems that he didn't open the door because he threatened to eat the fish. It seems that he opened the door completely because he threatened to smash the door.

"Come in!" Zhao Changyuan drank a cup of tea and was finally sober. "Still standing there, do you really want to kick the door? You don't have to pay for the broken door that Yan Ran kicked last time, but I have to pay for this door. It's very expensive. It's estimated that it will take several years of salary! " Zhao Changyuan began to return to his usual appearance.

"I don't kick. I'm just kidding. Why are you so serious, Lord!" Mo Qing innocently carried the plate in and put it in front of Zhao Changyuan, "Lord, the fish you want is very fragrant! When I came all the way, many people wanted to eat. Lord, don't you smell the smell? Is there no appetite? "

Zhao Changyuan carefully studied the fish in front of him. It really has both color and flavor, but

Mo Qing looked at Zhao Changyuan and didn't feel as intoxicated as them, and there was a trace of helplessness in his eyes, and then his lips slowly filled with a helpless smile: "should I praise my kitchen cooking or blame them for putting too much seasoning?"

"Well? Isn't it burned like this? " Mo Qing suddenly remembered that Zhao Changyuan told him not to break his stomach and do it directly. Can't he say that the fish can't be done in the way of ordinary fish? Or not really!

"No! In fact, I don't know how to cook the spirit fish, but judging from the color and smell of the fish, it should be delicious. However, "Zhao Changyuan suddenly showed a sad expression," this fish is not an ordinary spirit fish! With so many seasonings, if something happens to the contents, I'll see how you can get it out. "