Yuan Ruili was so nervous that he almost knelt down again, and said: "No, no, no, how can you let the king pretend to be the personal follower of the last general? I don't dare to agree to kill me!"

Duanxu said: "Isn't it just that you are sitting, the king is standing, and occasionally you will be served a tea and handed a war report or something, what are you afraid of?"

"If you want the king to stand aside and serve, how dare the last general sit down?"

The king also said: "It's okay, it's okay, Yuan Aiqing doesn't have to be nervous, the widow doesn't blame you." ”

Yuan Ruili wanted to say more, but was pressed on his back by Duanxu: "Don't always twist and pinch, so many words, what the king is happy to do, why don't you accompany the king for a few days?"

So it was agreed in this way, and Duanxu turned the king into a handsome young man with the disguise technique of the Peerless Sect, and then put on the clothes of Yuan Ruili's personal entourage, and he looked quite presentable.

Yuan Ruili's original entourage must be very puzzled, recently there are always people who want to pretend to be a few of them, as a personal entourage by General Yuan's side, they have already stripped them of three clothes, but fortunately they came out to fight with two sets of clothes each, otherwise they would not have to be stripped of only big pants......

The disguise was changed, and the king asked again: "What about the shopkeeper and her sisters, invite her quickly, the widow will be rewarded in person." ”

Duanxu answered, "I'll go and invite her." ”

After a while, Duanxu returned to the big tent with the traces of the dance, and greeted each other in a very chaotic way with the king and several other people, and the etiquette of the rivers and lakes and the etiquette in the palace were mixed, slightly nondescript.

Wu Yinji hugged Feng Yiluan distressedly and said, "Since that farewell, I didn't expect Luan'er to change so much, if your master can know, he will definitely be very happy." ”

Feng Yiluan said in an old-fashioned tone: "Alas, it's hard to say, to be able to enter the country so quickly, all of them were forced out." ”

As she spoke, she also glanced at Duanxu and King Xu, meaning, what I said was not wrong at all.

Wu Yinji said: "In the past year, I have often heard many people talk about Luan'er on different occasions, so I have always known about Luan'er's news......"

Feng Yiluan didn't have the heart to listen to what Wu Yinji said, she interrupted Wu Yinji's words and said, "Sister Wu, we finally got back together, what are you doing with all this useless and unhappy? ”

"Oh, you say. Wu Yinji didn't know what she wanted to say, and was a little nervous.

"I heard Uncle Duan say, Uncle Chef also came with you, will you be able to eat Uncle Chef's dishes tonight? Can you invite him to come, let's get a chicken to eat first, as soon as I think of Uncle Chef's cooking, I'm already drooling now!"

Dancing Traces: "......"

Yuan Ruili: "......"

Only the king asked very seriously: "Is it really so delicious?" can it make Luan'er so worried?"

Feng Yiluan said: "Of course, it is better than the imperial kitchen in my father's palace!"

"Luan'er, with your current appetite, the chef can cook for you alone, can you be busy?"

Feng Yiluan said unceremoniously: "King Xi, it's too much for you to ask like this!"

Everyone: "......"

There is really a father and a daughter, although they both know that they are not biological, but when these two are together, many times there is a feeling of "not biological, better than biological......

Wu Yinchen covered her mouth and smiled: "Luan'er, you are too exalted by your chef uncle 'Fan Baozi', I think it is because when you were a child, you only ate a few things every day, the steamed buns of the east family, the noodles of the west family, and your master does not know how to cook, so you think that the skills of the inn chef are the best; ”

Feng Yiluan was noncommittal to the second half of the sentence, and only asked curiously: "What is Uncle Chef's full name, rice buns?"

"Fan Baozi. Wu Yinji said that the text was explained again.

Feng Yiluan suddenly said: "Oh, it's the first time I've heard of it, I used to hear you call him 'big rice head', I thought it was a nickname, but I didn't expect the chef's uncle to be really surnamed Fan." ”

However, the king said: "I heard that Fan Baozi is an outer disciple of your sect, and since he is a disciple, he must have cultivation in his body, so he should be able to cook a real spiritual food feast." Although the imperial chefs in the widow's palace are skilled, they are all white bodies that cannot be cultivated, and they can only cook mundane dishes, and it is a tyrannical thing to hand over the spiritual grass and spiritual food to them to cook;

There was a slight hesitation between Wu Yin's eyebrows, and she seemed to be a little reluctant, so she shirked and said: "The vulgar people in the rivers and lakes, clumsy and clumsy, how dare they be ugly in front of the king." ”

The gluttonous worm in the stomach of the king has already been hooked, and at this time he is more active than Feng Yiluan, and insisted: "Don't be modest, you can take Chef Fan to gain a foothold in the battle, there must be something extraordinary, to be honest, the widow also wants to try the craft at this time, otherwise he won't be able to sleep well tonight." ”

The king is a prince of one party, and he usually says whatever he says in the palace, even if he pretends to be stupid, everyone is obedient to him, so at this time, he is willful, and he has a lot of meaning.

Wu Yinjian's face was slightly gloomy, and he looked at Duanxu, and when Duanxu saw this, he stood up and said: "Ahem, it's better to discuss the business first, why did you turn off when you were only halfway through the business? ”

King Xi said: "But there are still a lot of fairy food recipes in the widow's palace, if Chef Fan is really good, he still wants to give him ......."

Duanxu called in a deep voice in a tone of hatred that iron is not made of steel: "King Xu! Yue Yu is in danger with 50,000 people alone, at this time, he doesn't discuss serious things, he doesn't want to make progress, and he thinks about what kind of food, do you think it's appropriate?"

King Yu finally blushed, pointed at Feng Yiluan and said, "Isn't Luan'er the head?"

"Luan'er is a little girl, how old are you, are you embarrassed?"

The king said sullenly, "Okay, let's get down to business." ”

Duanxu said for Wu Yinji: "This time, the Wu shopkeeper and the generals under Bu Suchao were captured by Yue Xuan, if they want to mix in the Warriors again, it will not be so easy, if more than a dozen of their sisters escape back to the Warrior King City alone, it will inevitably arouse the suspicion of others, so they can only temporarily stay in General Yuan's army and travel south with the army in a low-key manner." ”

Wu Yinji also nodded, looked at King Xi with slightly sad eyes and said: "So far, we can only hope that your lord will lead your troops to break through the royal city, otherwise, my efforts in the past two years will be wasted." ”

The king replied very happily: "You can rest assured in this matter! The widow intends to be ashamed of his blood this time, and he will not step on the head and feet of the king of Ding and swear not to quit the army! The dancing shopkeeper is thin and cloudy, which is moving, so you will stay in this army for the time being, just wait for the day when the city is broken, and you can take what you need!"