Jiang Hai took the bowl of noodles with a smile, although it was quite weird, but he trusted the imperial brother 100%. Moreover, he didn't want to embarrass Ogawa.

Jiang Chuan has experienced those years of being spurned by thousands of people, and the gap and pain in his heart can be understood by anyone except his brother.

The reason why Jiang Chuan was able to wait for today's whitewashing was that the biggest hero was not Cuicui, but his imperial brother who considered him everywhere. Cuicui just gave me an opportunity.

Jiang Hai couldn't help but look at the lump of noodles in the bowl that could not only move but also talk on their own, and he glanced at Xiao Chuan's expectant eyes again. I don't ask if I have chopsticks, I just grab them with my hands and stuff them into my mouth.

Of course, he didn't dare to eat too much, but only tasted a small bite.

The queen next to her looked at her husband silently, she didn't interrupt, she didn't interject, but she refused to take her eyes off Jiang Hai. After confirming that he was not reacting, her spirit relaxed a little.

"Brother~ You take two more bites and tell everyone how it tastes!" Jiang Chuan took the imperial brother's arm and said coquettishly.

Jiang Hai's expression was a little tense, but he still nodded and said "Okay".

Cuicui can fully understand Jiang Hai's feelings, there is a food called live octopus in the Goryeo Kingdom of Mars, that thing must be cut alive, and the tentacles will squirm in the mouth, expanding the guilt of killing to the peak.

This "noodle" was chewed in Jiang Hai's mouth while making sounds such as "it hurts", "light", "I can still hold on", presumably Jiang Hai's psychological shadow area is also amazing.

At this point, there is still a little bit of noodles left in the glass bowl.

"Everyone, look at it!" Jiang Chuan took the glass bowl from the imperial brother's hand and held it up in a place where everyone could see it.

The face squirmed his body as if he were dancing a soft dance, and in a few seconds, he could see that the severed limbs were growing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

After a while, a brand new bowl of noodles appeared in the glass bowl again.

This time, Qu Qing finally showed a look of approval: "Outside, there is basically no food to cultivate into a demon, but I didn't expect that the talent of this face demon is growth, so that when the war is fought, the soldiers' military food will not be worried." ”

Jiang Chuan gave a little sunshine, and he immediately posted it: "Yes, yes, every artificial demon element can bring a talent, this growth skill is used by this handsome guy in food, isn't it very ingenious~"

Qu Qing's attitude softened: "Since it's useful, let's do more." ”

With that, she turned and left, as if walking towards the barracks.

Jiang Chuan hurriedly picked up the bag on the ground, stuffed the noodles back in, and then said hello to his brother and ran after Qu Qing's back.

Jiang Hai gently pulled the queen, but the words were said to Cuicui and Wang Jiuguang: "It's not early, Xiaoxue and I will go back to the dormitory and have a show, you have worked hard today, and you should rest early." ”

After saying that, they also slowly left.

The boundless night suddenly became silent, restoring its true state.

There are no stars or crescent in the sky tonight, and the air is a little stuffy.

"Ancestor?" Cuicui glanced at Wang Jiuguang, who was beside him without saying anything, and wanted to ask him if he wanted to go back to sleep or where he was going now.

Who knows, as soon as she turned her head, her eyes crashed into the eyes of her ancestor hiding behind the lenses like a deep pool.

Cuicui blushed for a while: "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing. Wang Jiuguang looked into the distance, and his smile spread slightly.

The ancestor's current appearance is different from that of the day, extremely graceful, elegant and upright, tall and thin body does not look sickly weak, the place where it should be strong is strong, but the waist is lean, highlighting the beauty of the figure.

He was dressed in black, with a belt around his waist, his long dark hair was scattered, and there was a faint scent of sandalwood on his body.

Cuicui looked at such an ancestor and asked, "That, do you want to go back?"

Wang Jiu's eyes dimmed slightly: "Don't you want to go around again, miss." ”

Cuicui is right to think about it, the ancestor only has the strongest mana at night, and it is quite boring to watch himself sleep every day when he is at his strongest. Maybe he's bored and wants to hang out with her.

So she replied, "Shall we go to the Imperial Garden?"

The Imperial Garden is the embodiment of the royal taste, and after Cuicui came here, she was forced by the pressure of the Demon King's invasion and was always busy, and she did not have the opportunity to visit this place that should have been a "scenic spot".

"Good. The ancestor readily agreed.

Only by calming down can you appreciate the artistic value of this palace.

Although the palace wall is bright red, there is no excessive decoration on the bricks and tiles, and even if it is carved, it is only simple and elegant. This made the palace less luxurious and more solemn.

However, walking in such a place is not necessarily unromantic.

The closer you get to the Imperial Garden, the more precious the flowers on the roadside become. From the moon season to gardenias, from peonies to peonies, it is clear that some flowers are not in the blooming season, but the gardeners in the palace do not know how to make them bloom at the same time.

They walk side by side among the flowers, and the fragrance of the flowers mixed with the scent of sandalwood is intoxicating.

After a while, the eyes suddenly became open, and the rich fragrance of roses came to the face, and there was a low sea of roses in front of me. The roses are large, but they are still smaller than the moon season, but they are more numerous.

Deep red, pale pink, pale white, without any regularity, these three colors of roses grow freely here. In the stillness of the night, they bloom unbridled with their own beauty, even if it is possible that no one will appreciate it.

The night is a bit cold, which makes the flowers hang with dewdrops, which is even more lovely.

The man's bass grinded Cuicui's ears: "The rose of the night is very compatible with you, Miss~"

Cuicui was stunned suddenly, what do you mean by that...... It's good to say something.

"Miss. Wang Jiuguang looked at Cuicui's stupid expression with interest.

"You, you, you...... I, that ......" Cuicui opened her mouth and babbled for a long time, but she didn't say a complete sentence.

She felt a little hot on her face.

Although the night was dim, Wang Jiuguang could clearly see the roots of her crimson ears, but he was reluctant to pierce this embarrassing little thing.

Cuicui finally relieved herself, pointed to the dark clouds above her head and said, "The moonlight is very good tonight, ahahaha." ”

After saying that, she looked at the gray sky and immediately regretted it. What's even more slap in the face is that the already unclear sky suddenly rains a light rain.

Wang Jiuguang pulled Cuicui and rounded the field for her while looking for a place to hide from the rain: "When did Miss Cuicui learn astrology, the moonlight after the rain must be very beautiful." ”

Cuicui was speechless again.

Wang Jiuguang is an existence that can't get wet in the rain, so he gave up the path along the wall to Cuicui, and used his body to help her block the rain as much as possible.

They trotted along the eaves until they finally came to a side room with a faint candlelight.