"You!" Feng Qing'er's face turned purple for a while, how could the pearl jade and white jade soup be so easy to make? She originally planned to blame Feng Qingge, but she didn't expect to be recognized by this dead fat man in advance. She chuckled even more in her heart, and hurriedly smiled with a smile: "Sister Qingge, how can this be a black cauldron." For the sake of Fengfu, you ......"

"That's not good, even if you call Hanako, you have to give some at will, right?" Feng Qingge smiled, casually glancing at the half piece of jade on Feng Qing'er's waist, and a sharp light flashed in his black eyes.

In the memory of the deity, in addition to the ring left by her mother, it is the only half of the jade, but unfortunately the deity of the wind light song is stupid and a waste, and with such a treasure, there is only a share of being squeezed.

In the past few years, all her accessories, as long as they are good-looking, have almost been swept away by Feng Qing'er, if it weren't for the ring in her hand that couldn't be taken off, I am afraid she would also suffer. In her memory, she was obsessed with this jade decision too deeply, and she had to get it!

"I see that the piece of jade on your waist is good, why don't you give it to me, and I will help you carry the black cauldron. Yawning, Feng Qingge said with a smile.

Feng Qing'er almost vomited blood, glared at Feng Qingge fiercely, and said angrily: "What are you talking about, this jade ......" This jade is a treasure, she can identify it in the jewelry store at the beginning, at least a thousand taels of silver, how can she give this fool!

Shrugging his shoulders helplessly, Feng Qingge turned around and said, "Since you are reluctant, forget it, your black pot will be carried by yourself." ”

"Miss Qing'er, the emperor has arrived at the gate of Fengfu, the head of the family is in a hurry, are you ready?" Outside the courtyard, the anxious voice came into the backyard.

Pinching the jade decision in his hand fiercely, Feng Qing'er was almost about to bite off a mouthful of silver teeth, and slowly took off the jade decision on her waist, with an expression like cutting a piece of her meat.

Dragging his jaw, Feng Qingge couldn't help nodding and said, "It's pretty good to see the phoenix golden fork that my sister is wearing today, why don't you give it to me with a jade pendant?"

"Wind Song!"

"Okay, I know, my sister is reluctant, then forget it, you carry the black pot yourself. ”

hurriedly made a stop gesture, and Feng Qingge snorted coldly and was about to leave.

Feng Qing'er was in a hurry, and hurriedly stomped her feet and said, "Stop, stop, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you, here, here!" quickly took off the golden fork on his head, and Feng Qing'er handed it to Feng Qingge together with the jade duel.

The whole person's lungs were about to explode, but Feng Qing'er couldn't vent, and the big eyes of the copper bell stared at the wind and sing, as long as this waste was made into pearl jade and white jade soup, everything was easy to say.

A cunning light flashed, and Feng Qing'er stood with her fists clenched.

It's just that the light in the depths of those eyes happened to be captured by Feng Qingge. Even if she thinks with her toes, Feng Qingge knows what Feng Qing'er wants to do. Stuffing the jade decision into his arms, Feng Qingge clapped his hands and smiled: "My sister is really generous, that's good, I'll cook it myself and make an unforgettable pearl jade white jade soup for the emperor!"

Striding to the kitchen, Feng Qingge glanced at the messy ingredients inside, and just smiled coldly.

Changed into a dark coat again, the person in the wheelchair closed his eyes slightly, listened to the noisy sound outside, and said indifferently: "Is there any way to make a person change in one day?"

"Of course there is, yesterday's little girl, today is a wife, isn't this an instant change? I said boss, next time you go out, remember to bring the eagle with me. Patting the folds on Mu Cangyun's clothes, the man in red snorted, slapped the folding fan in his hand, and said with a smile: "I heard that Miss Fengfu Qing'er is as beautiful as a fairy, and she finally came once, and she had to let me see her beauty." ”

"Go to the backyard, I want to make sure again, Wind Light Song. The light in his black eyes flashed, Mu Cangyun said quietly, his slender fingers brushing the wheelchair, he still couldn't imagine that such a woman would have such a calm temperament.

Finally, just as Feng Qing'er was about to collapse, the kitchen door creaked open.

Holding the tray, the small silver bowl was placed firmly on it, in order to prevent the aroma from leaking out and affecting the taste, Feng Qingge deliberately added a small silver lid, which looked very small.

Dishes, in addition to color and aroma, must also attract people's attention in shape.

Even Feng Qing'er was shocked, hurriedly took the tray, gritted his teeth and said: "Slow death, the emperor has arrived in the main hall, and he will soon arrive at the Yipin Palace, and you will also follow me over." ”

"Don't be too busy uncovering it, sister, it's not good if it's cold. Seeing that Feng Qing'er was about to lift the lid, Feng Qingge just reminded with a light smile.

Feng Qing'er didn't bother to pay attention to it, and walked outside with the tray, Feng Qingge was a recognized waste in the Cloud Kingdom, she couldn't do anything, and she didn't expect Feng Qingge to make anything earth-shattering.

After Feng Qing'er left, Feng Qingge pressed one hand to his lips, and in his dark eyes, the bright light flashed and looked towards the jungle in the backyard.

"The show begins. "Since she wants to act, she can just accompany Feng Qingge! Saying that, Feng Qingge's whole body fat shook, and her majestic and domineering appearance was not a little weak.

But......

"What, is there anyone, begging for help kicking it, I seem to be stuck again......"

What a keen girl!

Looking at Feng Qingge who was stuck in the crack of the door, the person hiding in the jungle slowly brushed aside the leaves in front of him, frowning slightly, that girl didn't look like a good stubble, this time Feng Qing'er was afraid that she would suffer.

Although Fengfu is recognized by the imperial court as a protector of the country, it does not interfere in court politics. The head of the Fengfu family overcame obstacles for the emperor back then, so he was valued by the emperor. This hall is the place where the Feng family holds a banquet, in order to thank the Feng family master for his kindness, the emperor will go to the Feng Mansion every year to celebrate his birthday. Over time, this temple became a temple of food.

Almost all the officials from the top and bottom of the court arrived, and the courtyard was full, and it didn't look crowded at all. On the huge lotus platform, the dancing girl swayed her waist.

The person who sat on the table first, dressed in a dragon robe, with pale sideburns and dense horizontal lines on his forehead, he should have been high-spirited, but he sat on the soft floor a little tired. Mu Cangyun sat opposite Feng Lingyun, the head of the Feng family, and sat down with the courtiers, without even having an independent position specially set up by the prince.

The whole Feng family has arrived, and Feng Qingge can't follow Feng Qing'er in a bright way, so she can only stand in the crowd at will, there are so many people, it is impossible for the emperor to see her at the first glance.

"Miss, you've got it, here. A weak voice came from the side, and before Feng Qingge could react, the pair of cold little hands had already grabbed her arm and pulled her to the side of the disciple.

Feng Qingge fixed her eyes, the little girl in front of her was only twelve or thirteen years old, delicate and sensitive, but her complexion was a little more sallow, and she swept around a little timidly, and saw that no one noticed them, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Cuichun, her personal girl, has taken care of her since she was a child, even if she is bullied, this little girl will help her be beaten, she is eighteen years old this year, but because of long-term malnutrition, she looks like a child about thirteen years old. This little pink padded jacket was worn on her, and it looked too big.

"Miss, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has something to do temporarily, and I can't attend this banquet......" With a lost tone, Cui Chun said in a low voice.

Prince, who is it? I don't know why, when she heard these words, Feng Qingge's heart trembled slightly, and a sad aura swept over, and she almost couldn't control her emotions.

In my memory, the person who is as cold as snow is like a snowy mountain, with a cold breath, and can freeze everything at any time. Even she didn't know what she was craving for, the heavy snow, she was standing in the snow, and he was there.

This book is derived from reading books