Hearing Gong Zimeng's admiration, Gong Zimeng also seemed to be relieved, turned around and continued to mix the soup.

Gong Zimeng stood on her mother, who was not much taller than herself, even if she was standing on a stool, and her eyes flashed with curiosity. She had never seen her mother cook, and it was the first time she knew that she could cook......

No, Miyako suddenly realizes that she seems to know ridiculously little about her mother. Her mother hadn't even told her anything about her father, and Miyako didn't even know what her father did, which wasn't very normal.

But even if she asked, my mother wouldn't have said it...... It's not that Gong Zimeng didn't ask, and all of them were fooled by the palace concubines in various ways. Even if she really can't be fooled, she will even respond with silence, in short, she will not tell Miyako Meng's information about her father.

What the hell is the god doing mysteriously......

Hawkers, but for the sake of my mother's ability to cook today, I won't bother with this problem.

Gong Zimeng stared at the back of the concubine under the palace for a long time, and then quietly withdrew from the kitchen, took out his and his mother's dishes and chopsticks from the cupboard, and put them on the dining table.

Although this table at home may not have been used for months. Fortunately, because there is a sapling housekeeper taking care of it, there is no dust. But after sitting at this table again after a long absence, Gong Zimeng couldn't help but feel a strange strangeness.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for this strangeness to be dispelled by the pottery pot with a strong fragrance in the hands of the palace concubine.

Seeing that his daughter turned her longing gaze to herself, even the concubine couldn't help but show a faint smile. This kind of warmth of parenthood is something that young men and women simply can't reach.

In addition to the soup, there are ...... Magic Crystal.

The treated magic crystal is very crunchy, and the taste is similar to that of an apple. Because of the relationship rich in magic, it is quite a delicious delicacy for those races that can absorb magic directly from space.

As long as you can do it, you can ensure that the magic crystal will become food during processing, and will not suddenly detonate and become a magic crystal bomb.

Gong Zimeng tasted the familiar taste from these magic crystal fruits placed in the fruit bowl, and she suddenly realized that the magic crystal dim sum she had from snacks to large ones was actually made by the palace concubine, not from outside by the housekeeper as she had thought before.

Suddenly a little moved, what to do.

“...... Mom, why did you suddenly remember to cook today?" Gong Zimeng asked cautiously, holding his soup bowl.

"To celebrate your safe return from the outside. The concubine took out a piece of mushroom from her bowl and put it in Gongzimeng's bowl.

Mom, it's ...... Are you a picky eater?

Miyako tried to pull another piece of mushroom out of her bowl, but the mushroom in her bowl suddenly seemed to lose friction and became slippery, sliding directly between Miyako's chopsticks.

Miyako Dream: ???

Gong Zimeng looked at the concubine sitting across the table in disbelief, but saw her mother drink all the soup in her bowl with an indifferent face, and then put the empty bowl aside, just looking at her.

Her chopsticks were placed horizontally on top of the bowl, indicating that she had finished eating, which made Gong Zimeng lose the opportunity to verify whether the concubine did not eat mushrooms.

Obviously, I haven't started yet. Gong Zimeng looked at the soup bowl that was still full of her, and suddenly doubted her life.

"Mom's ......"

"Hmm. Have fun outside?" The palace concubine asked softly.

Gong Zimeng's eyebrows fell, and he said a little unhappily: "Why do you all think that I am going to play, Kasa is like this, Doctor Bayi is like this, Aunt Meili is like this, and Mom, why are you like this." ”

"Because, it was meant for you to go out and play. Staying in paradise all the time and not looking at the outside world is not good for your growth. ”

"But didn't my mother say that she wanted me to protect my brother?"

"Do you think, that boy, that he needs your protection?" asked the princess rhetorically.

Gongzi dreamed about it, and suddenly found that it seemed that Chu Yuesheng really didn't need to protect himself, not to mention that the woman of the Star Curtain Holy Maiden Clan who suddenly appeared next to him would protect his safety, Chu Yuesheng had lived alone for several years, and he hadn't seen anything happen to him, so there was no reason why he would die if he didn't look at him for a day.

It was impossible for Gong Zimeng to use Chu Yuesheng's weakness and powerlessness to convince herself, because she knew that Chu Yuesheng was a person who knew himself very well, and he would rather be a little more reluctant than put himself in danger. Even, if it weren't for Gongzimeng's sudden appearance in his life, he would probably still be living a small life now, and he wouldn't touch those commissions that might be dangerous.

So, in fact, I am superfluous to Chu Yuesheng?

Seeing that her daughter was shaken by what she said, the palm of the concubine pressed on the table curled up slightly, but she didn't continue to say anything.

On the other side of the table, Gong Zimeng had already come out of the dead knot of his own thinking. She remembered that she didn't come to Chu Yuesheng's side to protect Chu Yuesheng's daily life, but to prevent future crises. Although he didn't know what Chu Yuesheng would encounter in the future, with his fate-based innate ability that was almost linked to cause and effect, the probability that he would encounter an unexpected situation in the future was almost one hundred percent. If it really comes to that time and he is still the same virtue as he is now, then what is the probability that he will retreat with his whole body? Obviously, it is necessary to take precautions, and including Chu Yuesheng in the protection is also a good solution to the problem.

Miyako Meng was relieved from her doubts, and her expression became firm again. Seeing that her daughter had solved the problem in her heart by herself, the eyes of the concubine under the palace became relieved.

Indeed, the future of that child is bleak, and he may become the brightest star in this starry sky, or he may be swallowed up by darkness and bring disaster to the universe, all of which is shrouded in a fog that cannot be seen. But Zimeng, you are my daughter, I believe that the light in your heart can guide that boy to the right path, and you have the potential to be a leader. ”

was praised by his mother in a serious manner, and Gongzimeng looked a little embarrassed. She has hardly been encouraged by her own mother since she was a child, no matter how good she is, she is taken for granted in the palace, and even in the eyes of others. After all, she is the daughter of Yuan Ling, her mother is so powerful, how can her daughter be bad.

But those outsiders don't know how much effort Gong Zimeng has put in behind his back in order to make himself excellent. And the most sincere thought in her heart is just to get the affirmation of the concubine from the palace and her mother.

Unexpectedly, what she had been longing for, at this time, at this table, she suddenly got it. This surprise that fell from the sky almost stunned Gongzi Meng.

Gong Zimeng buried his face in the soup bowl, not letting the palace concubine see the trembling in his eyes.

It took a lot of effort for Gong Zimeng to remanage the expression on her face, and when she felt that her expression had returned to normal and put down the porcelain bowl in her hand, she found that her mother had left the table and didn't know where to go.

Just sit with yourself for a while?

Miyako Meng's mood was instantly lost, and the steaming broth in front of him seemed to have lost its deliciousness. It's obviously a good opportunity to get close to my mother, why did my mother leave so early......

Before Gong Zimeng could start to be unhappy, she saw the concubine come out of the kitchen again. This time, she held a scribbled leg chop with one hand, which is indescribable and all in all, super scary.

With this size, my mother must have unloaded the hind legs of a dinosaur, right?

In Gong Zimeng's dull gaze, Concubine Gong Xia put this oversized thigh bar that was almost as long as her and put it on the table. If it hadn't been for the fact that the pot of soup had moved some distance to the side the moment the legs fell, I am afraid it would have been smashed directly.

"After the stomach-warming soup, it's time for the main dish. After saying that, the palace concubine conjured a red-black molten blade in her hand, plunged straight into the tendons of the leg rows, and sliced strips of meat that might weigh five or six catties from the fragrant thighs.

Under the action of gravity, the meat strip slipped down the downward slope of the meat chop, and fell directly and accurately on the plate placed in front of Gong Zimeng. Some of the spice bottles danced to the plate and poured the powder of the spice from their stomachs evenly onto the surface of the steak.

Hmm, did I just take the plate?" Miyakomu felt her memory go haywire, but her attention was quickly drawn to the thick aroma emanating from the steak in front of her.

With the mixture of seasoning and grilled meat, the heat and spices complement each other, presenting a beautiful olfactory feast in front of Miyako Yume.

The chopsticks changed into a knife and fork, and the concubine cut the remaining part of the leg chop into meat strips of the appropriate size, neatly stacked a hill in front of Gongzimeng, and then sat back on the opposite side of Gongzimeng.

"Eat, what are you waiting for, haven't you always wanted to taste my craft?"

No, I just want to eat with you!!)

Tonight's palace concubine gave her too many surprises, which already made her feel like she was not dreaming. If it was really a dream, she would never wake up.

Concubine Gongxia does not have the same strong appetite as Gong Zimeng, and almost all of the carefully prepared Xinghai Monster barbecue steak entered Gong Zimeng's stomach, and Concubine Gongxia just watched from the side. Although the mother and daughter did not have a conversation after that, Gong Zimeng felt that she understood her mother a lot.

In fact, it's not that my mother doesn't care about herself, she just doesn't want to express it so obviously.

But how could she not be the same herself.

"Mom, ...... tonight, can I sleep with you?" But Gong Zimeng couldn't say the latter sentence.

"Yes, yes. Then the palace concubine directly agreed.

Miyako Dream: (*^▽^*)