When the time comes, the emperor will definitely be angry when he eats the rice porridge, she just needs to pretend to be innocent, put on a good show, and then put all the black pots on Feng Qingge's head, and then the fool will definitely be beaten to a bloody blur!

Hmph, I'll let you rob me and solve, let you be arrogant!

On the other hand, the wind sang lightly, sitting on the chair casually, the two hundred pounds of figure filled the Taishi chair, and the fat on her body was exposed from the gap in the Taishi chair, I really don't know how she got up for a while.

Pearl jade white jade soup?

Murong Hao was slightly stunned, this name is very good. When he reached out first, he quickly lifted the lid of the celadon bowl, and a fragrant smell emanated in the air, permeating all corners.

The white light dissipated, and the crystal clear, natural round grains of rice were like polished pearls, equal in size. The sliced tofu is like a small box, perfectly enveloping the rice grains, and the green spinach leaves around it are scattered and messy.

The blue leaves and white rice grains blend perfectly, and the blue and white porcelain bowls and chopsticks are really picturesque. Bursts of fragrance came to his nose, stimulating Murong Hao's stomach.

Quickly picking up the spoon on the side, Murong Hao couldn't wait to scoop a spoonful and stuff it into his mouth.

Feng Qing'er was only slightly stunned, and she never thought that Feng Qingge would sit down with such a thing. However, no matter how beautiful it looks on the outside, the emperor will definitely spit it out after taking a bite.

Chewing the rice porridge in his mouth, Murong Hao's eyes couldn't help but brighten, the essence in his black eyes flickered, the feeling of heaviness in his whole body disappeared completely, his body was extremely relaxed, and even all the tiredness was swept away.

What is this fresh taste, and thus the feeling that I have experienced, the chewing in my mouth is not like the sticky rice porridge, and this chewiness is not ordinary rice at all.

"What's it, this ......" picked up the spoon and scooped out the rice grains, Murong Hao gently pressed it with the spoon, only to see the rice grains on the table pressed into a flat circle with Murong Hao's movements, and bounced out the moment the spoon left.

How can it be!

Feng Qing'er almost jumped up, the rice grains smashed on her cheeks, she was dumbfounded, can ordinary rice have such strength. What the hell is this thing made of?

The corners of her mouth rose upward, Feng Qingge wrapped her hands around the two people looking in front of her, she half-squinted her eyes, and snorted disdainfully. Can the pearl jade white jade soup really stump her?

"How the hell can you make these rice grains chewy, and why is the spinach in the rice porridge so sweet, and also, the tofu here seems to be completely different from what I have eaten, delicious, this feeling, it seems that the soul is about to break away from the body, so relaxed, comfortable......" Stuffing the rice porridge in a big gulp, Murong Hao couldn't care about eating at the moment.

The people below were completely stunned, Murong Hao paid great attention to self-cultivation, even if it was a delicious thing, he would only eat a little, and it would definitely not exceed three bites.

But now, he can't wait to eat up that big bowl of rice porridge, is this rice porridge so magical?

The corners of her mouth hooked up slightly, Feng Qingge looked at Murong Hao above indifferently, these ingredients are very ordinary, the rice grains are made by her purgatory nine hands, sandwiched into tofu, spinach garnished, and the part of its rhizome combination, with a little pale pink spinach root, like a parrot. After getting out of the pot, drizzle with bone broth to increase the deliciousness of the soup.

"Pearl white jade box, emerald green parrot. "Pearl jade white jade soup can be done so easily. But...... The dishes she makes are naturally different from what ordinary people do. It's still to come.

"Great, Qing'er, tell me quickly, how is this done!" The light in his eyes flickered, and Murong Hao couldn't wait to reveal the answer immediately.

Feng Qing'er was stunned, she never thought that things would turn out like this, her little face was red, and she said hesitantly: "This, this rice porridge is not ......"

"Isn't it what you did, who did it, tell me quickly, I want to reward her well! In the future, when the crown princess is elected, she must follow this level of cooking skills." Wiping the rice porridge at the corner of his mouth, Murong Hao said directly.

Crown Princess!

Feng Qing'er's heart trembled, and she hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, this pearl jade white jade soup is naturally from Qing'er's hand, this is a dish prepared by Qing'er, I don't know if the emperor likes it?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, this girl has a heart, and she has been busy all morning. Feng Lingyun didn't know Feng Qing'er's careful thoughts, so he nodded and agreed.

Taking a big bite of rice porridge, Murong Hao showed a satisfied smile and said, "I haven't eaten such a delicious thing for a long time, every bite is a different feeling, some are sweet, some are spicy, some are sour, and some are ......."

"Your Majesty, this Qing'er's special is inconvenient to say, if the emperor likes it, Qing'er can make it for the emperor at any time. With a sweet smile, Feng Qing'er can be regarded as a gentle and skillful embodiment to the fullest.

It's just that she didn't notice Murong Hao's face at this moment, and still said confidently: "I just use ordinary rice, spinach and tofu in this rice porridge, and the others are all configured." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, only a perfect person can become a crown princess, and this cooking skill is naturally one of them. ”

"Are you complimenting yourself on being perfect, Pheasant Qing?" Feng Qingge glanced at Feng Qing'er, not looking at such a woman in her eyes at all.

But as soon as that pheasant came out, the minister who was closer squirted it directly. Although this Feng Qing'er is not a country and a city, she is also a stunning beauty, but today in order to see Murong Chu, she was wearing a little exposed, and in addition to gold and silver jewelry, she also deliberately inserted two or three chicken feathers on her head, so that she really looked like a little green pheasant.

Feng Qing'er's face changed even more, and she glared at Feng Qingge fiercely, but it was not good to have a seizure in front of her, so she could only clench her small fists and laugh in a low voice: "What His Royal Highness said is, Your Highness, there is still some rice porridge here, Qing'er will go again......"

The next words, Feng Qing'er couldn't say anything anymore, Murong Hao's eyes were bloodshot when he was sitting, his whole eyes were about to pop out, the spoon in his hand had not been put down, his whole body was as if he was stiff, and he sat there straight.

Now, not only Feng Qing'er, but even Feng Lingyun was frightened, what was going on, how could Murong Hao, who was still alive and well eating rice porridge just now, suddenly become like this.

The corners of his mouth hooked upward, Feng Qingge leaned back in the chair, and looked at the noisy people above with a light smile.

Such a smile......

The slender fingers tapped on the tabletop, Mu Cangyun caught a triumphant smile from Feng Qingge's eyes, and subconsciously turned his gaze to look at the rice grains on the ground, and he couldn't help but look stunned.

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