Love in Xuancheng

"Help me prepare these things right away. Listen, glutinous rice, japonica rice, peanuts, red beans..." Shen Xingyue said that there are dozens of ingredients and more than 20 herbs. The elder steward was puzzled after listening, but he didn't ask or hesitate, and decided to prepare.

An hour later, Shen Xingyue smelled the soft waxy sweet fragrance floating in the pot and showed a satisfied smile. It's really good. Although there are few ingredients, it doesn't affect the nourishing effect.

In his previous life, he often went abroad and tasted various famous delicacies, which inevitably aroused the interest of doing it himself. He also studied with famous teachers for several years. He believed that his craft was good, but he never owed his stomach.

Feng moye had already bathed and changed clothes, and leaned against the bed to close his eyes and refresh himself. Luo Chen also consciously cleaned up the mess left by Shen Xingyue.

Shen Xingyue came in with the cooked porridge. "Feng moye, are you asleep?"

Feng moye opened his eyes and glanced at the porridge brought by Shen Xingyue. Without talking, he closed his eyes slowly.

"Hey! You smell it, isn't it delicious? Come and have a taste, will you? Make sure you want to eat a bowl!" Shen Xingyue coaxed.

Feng moye half squinted and said weakly, "Hello, king!"

"Pick jade, come in and feed the king porridge!" Shen Xingyue excitedly asked pick jade to come in.

Feng moye frowned and said, "the princess doesn't feed herself?"

"Ha -- to be clear, I thought you were always the attendant feeding rice. I don't know the name of the attendant, so I can only call Caiyu to feed. Now I know, I'll feed later. OK? I'll feed!" Shen Xingyue took a bowl, sat by the bed, scooped up a spoonful and sent it to Feng moye's mouth. Feng moye stared away. It was quite complicated.

Luo Chen was almost laughed at by the words of his princess. The bank run masters can squeeze so naturally, they are serious and a natural couple! No one.

"I don't need anyone to serve me except the princess!" Feng moye twisted his long sword eyebrow and explained with some anger.

"Understand, come and open your mouth!" Shen Xingyue said perfunctorily, shaking the spoon full of porridge to show Feng moye to taste it quickly.

Feng moye was annoyed by Shen Xingyue's perfunctory attitude. "What do you understand? Will you serve people? If you don't blow, put it in your mouth. Do you want to burn the king?"

Will you serve others? can't! His grandmother drops, I don't serve, there are so many things, isn't it death? Not dead? I don't need your protection! I'll find a way!

Thinking about it, his face changed suddenly, and he said angrily, "do you like to eat or not!"

He threw the bowl heavily on the small table and almost turned it over. He flung his sleeves and went out angrily.

Feng moye is stupid. What happened to you, my king? What's the matter? Turned over faster than reading books. Feng moye stared at the door with a pair of beautiful peach eyes. He didn't respond for a long time.

"Luo Chen!" the tone of Feng moye returned to cold again.

"Master, I'll deal with it now!" Luo Chen quickly flashed out and reached out to take away the porridge.

Feng moye hurriedly waved his sleeve. Bang - Luo Chen was directly lifted and fell to the root of the wall. The blood from the corners of his mouth slowly flowed out. He looked at the angry master blankly. Get up and kneel with fists, and wait for the master.

He doesn't understand! Why did you get beaten for no reason? Didn't you ask him to dispose of the porridge? Would you be wrong? Does the master want to eat? The master never eats messy things!

"Arrange more people to protect the princess. There must be no loss! Get out!"

Luo Chen took orders to escape and disappeared as well. The Lord's hell devouring God like breath is terrible! Stay one more moment and feel that life is disappearing.