The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

After the princess left Fusang and sailed at sea for a day and night, the patrolling ghost slaves caught a little mouse in the cabin. They didn't know what to do, so they had to sneak to find Jiang qianxia to solve it.

Looking at Princess Huiye, who was made by the ghost slave backhand, numbly, even if she was dressed like an ordinary Fusang girl at the temple fair and didn't put those messy things on her face to scare people, Jiang qianxia also had the impulse to throw her off the ship directly now.

Take a deep breath for a long time and tell yourself again and again that she is a mother. She can't be so grumpy. Huiye is the princess of Fusang. Being thrown into the sea to feed fish will affect the diplomatic relations between the two countries

Go to special psychological construction!

Jiang qianxia patted the table and stood up, pointing to the innocent Princess Huiye with trembling hands, roaring with all his strength.

"Hui Ye! If you don't give me a reason to sneak out of the wooden box, I'll treat you as if I haven't seen you and kill you!"

The angry fingers almost poked the little girl's face. Huiye was not frightened by the angry Jiang qianxia. Instead, she naturally stretched out her pink tongue and gently added it to her stretched straight finger tip. Jiang qianxia retracted his hand like an electric shock and jumped back for several steps.

With a click of the tongue, it was a pleasant afterthought. At night, she said, "Your Highness Princess, the little girl knows you are the dean of the great collection hall. The little girl wants to go to school for a long time, but her father wants to see the little girl as an honorable and beautiful gift to the owner of the big family that supports him."

"So the little girl can only escape with your ship."

After a pause, Huiye calmly talked about the conditions with Jiang qianxia.

"Wise and wise Princess of the princess of Xinluo, you know, you know, you want to go to Baiji and Xinluo. Although you don't know what you want to do, the little girl thinks you will need a pet, a custom from Xinluo or Baiji, who can make them less alert to you."

Jiang qianxia narrowed his eyes and said suspiciously, "can you speak Baiji and Xinluo dialect?"

"Of course." He raised his head proudly, and Hui Ye smiled like a little fox. "Among the young lady's court gentlemen, there are people of insight from Baiji and Xinluo, and the young lady is very talented in language. When the young lady was six years old, she could communicate smoothly with the gentleman who came back from Daqian."

Jiang qianxia was speechless. After staring at Huiye angrily, he held her face in his hand and pinched her.

"Well, since you are sneaking out, you are not allowed to leave me and be a good sister with me, okay?"

"Pet Ji, good sister?" Hui Ye was in a trance for the first time and didn't understand.

At a glance, Jiang qianxia naturally took up his boundless hand, snuggled up to him, looked like a harmless little woman, and said, "don't you know how conspicuous a woman in power is in this world?"

Jiang qianxia is determined to hide behind the scenes this time, otherwise she will be too conspicuous and her true identity will be found by someone with a heart. Maybe she will really make something strange.

Huiye's eyes turned flexibly for a few times, smiled and waved away from the oppression of the ghost slave, then tried to get close to boundless, stretched out to hold his hand, and was frozen by his cold and freezing eyes. Naturally, he took a step around Jiang qianxia from boundless behind, and kneaded his hand on her shoulder.

"Your Highness Princess, you can count on your sister."

Jiang qianxia, who didn't bring perilla and Angelica dahurica together, thought it was natural. Boundless also took back the frost at the bottom of his eyes, spoiled and looked at him, snuggled up to his master, looked away, winked at the ghost slave, indicating that he could step down.

The ghost who watched the whole play squatted on the chair, chewed fresh apples, ate the juice, and didn't forget to wink at Jiang qianxia.

"Master, do you know how to be a pet girl? In case someone sends a beauty to brother boundless..."

"Dare! I can't kill him!"

Instinctively roared and heard the strange smile of ghost one. Jiang qianxia immediately restrained the ferocity on his good face. The little white rabbit seemed to rub boundless arms, blinked and said, "boundless dotes on me alone. Those with ulterior motives will not succeed!"

Determined to choke, the ghost looked up and down at Jiang qianxia again, "master, look at your noodle in clear soup. Brother boundless is so handsome and rich. Why should you spoil you alone?"

His cheeks puffed up angrily. Jiang qianxia angrily loosened his boundless arm and said angrily on his waist: "there are so many flirtatious children outside. I'm so pure and lovely like your master. Do you understand?"

As soon as he wanted to talk, Jiang qianxia directly stopped, "Hey, hey, you say it again, and I let you pretend to be a boundless man!"

He shivered fiercely. The ghost stopped killing himself and slipped away with an apple in his mouth.

The first time I saw the interaction between Jiang qianxia and his men, Huiye didn't understand it, but somehow felt that it was very comfortable.

There was one more person on the princess, which did not cause any disturbance, and the navigation continued normally. Seven days later, in the early morning, the land coastline was faintly visible through the bright sky. Jiang qianxia stood in the bow of the ship, estimated the distance, lowered his head and looked carefully at the amplitude of the waves for a while, and gathered the people on the ship.

One hundred and fifty bandits, one hundred warriors given by the emperor, fifty ghost slaves and a pile of crew, all dare not squeeze on the deck for fear of pressing the bow into the water.

The dense people saw Jiang qianxia's brain hurt. First, they asked the crew to take out the first-aid supplies prepared on the ship and put them in the middle. Then she began to command.

"The samurai from Fusang chose 50 people, leaving 50 of their brothers and 20 of their ghost slaves. The rest took their own life-saving supplies, put on their life jackets and got off the ship."

"No, boss, it hasn't landed yet. What ship will you get off?" The night owl suddenly had a cold back and couldn't help laughing.

Glancing at him, Jiang qianxia held his hands and glanced, "where do you want to get off the ship if you don't get off here?"

"Which childe will bring so many people to play with his men? Not to mention you don't look like a good man! Don't be surrounded by pirates as soon as you arrive at the port. That's a shame."

Impatiently waving his hand, Jiang qianxia urged in a rough voice, "don't be wordy, hurry up, hurry up, except for ghost slaves, you choose the rest by yourself, stay long and pure, and consciously carry things to the sea with too much banditry!"

"It's easy to swim ashore while the tide is still high. If the waves hit back in a moment, you'll be swept back into the sea and drift nowhere. I don't care about you!"