Chapter 204: Sword Technique

"True. Bayi Chinese Network ? 、、、.'8-1-" Hua Chizuki walked briskly down the stairs.

"Sister Flower!" Princess Huozhen looked at the jade beauty in front of her and exclaimed.

Hua Qianyue secretly wore a women's dress at the request of Princess Huozhen in Mobei, but at that time she was wearing a costume on the grassland, and now Hua Qianyue, who is wearing a Central Plains costume, has red lips and white teeth, and her skin is more feminine than snow.

If it weren't for Hua Qianyue taking the initiative to come forward to say hello, it is estimated that Hua Qianyue would have walked back and forth in front of her a few times, and she might not have recognized it.

"Why are you here?"

Waiting for the carriage to go back to the palace, Hua Qianyue asked.

"The main purpose of this visit is to escort Bayin back," Huozhen Nu Khan Zhengse said, "Bayin is my Mobei sinner, and we will use the laws of Mobei to judge him personally." ”

"In addition," Huo ZhennΓΌ Khan changed her smile again, "I also stopped by to see you and eat the food of your capital." ”

"It's weird!" Hua Qianyue said angrily, "In that case, why didn't you come to the house to find me?"

"Sister, you have wronged me, I went to the house first, but you are not there, I think it is better to find a place to have a good meal before looking for you."

Huo Zhennu Khan said and touched the white bear fur in the carriage.

"You people in the capital really love to enjoy it."

This guy is still the king and doesn't speak like this, Hua Qianyue is really worried about the people of the grassland.

Fortunately, she was accustomed to an open-minded way of thinking, and followed her words and said: "I think that there are too many people in the capital and it is not as comfortable as your horses galloping on the prairie." Eighty-one? Novel? Net-、-.、8-1'z, "

After Hua Qianyue finished speaking, she didn't forget to stick out her tongue towards Huo Zhen.

Huo Zhen grinned: "I like my sister like this." ”

Hua Qianyue arranged them in the guest rooms of the palace, and on the second day, Huozhen Nu Khan entered the palace with Qi Haotian to see the emperor.

Hua Qianyue went to the warehouse and found two rolls of soft muslin to make a baby's wool shirt.

"The princess will take a break and drink some lotus seed soup!"

The tray of Helu vermilion lacquer holds a small bowl of fine white porcelain and puts it on the small table of the rosewood carved magpie Dengmei on the Luohan bed.

"Let it go," Hua Qianyue said, "my cousin will give birth in a few days, so I'll have to make a few sets of them." ”

"You'd better drink it first," Helu winked at Hua Qianyue, "or the prince will come back and blame the slave and maid for giving you a cold drink." ”

"Poor mouth!" Hua Qianyue smiled and shook her head, but still put down the needle and thread as she said.

Seeing this, Helu helped Hua Qianyue to the Luohan bed, picked up the needle and thread and made it herself.

Huozhen things are going very smoothly, and he will return to Mobei in a few days, and Hua Qianyue took advantage of these few days to take Huozhen and Bart to visit the streets and alleys of the capital. I have eaten all the special delicacies of the Central Plains.

On this day, I spent a thousand months and asked Huozhen to go shopping together.

"Forget it!" Huo Zhen fell into bed very unvividly, "I've been out for so long, and I've begun to miss the taste of the grassland." β—Žβ—Ž Eight β—Ž One Chinese Net -''.'8、1-z''.,c-om"

Poof, Hua Qianyue smiled, "It seems that I really guessed." ”

Hua Qianyue pulled the brocade and sat down. "I'll take you to taste the authentic taste of the prairie today."

Hearing this, the sweaty eyes of the innocent woman were bright, and the whole person instantly bounced up from the bed, "Really?"

"You can be happy with me!" Immediately, Princess Huozhen was relieved again, "How can the capital make an authentic grassland taste." ”

"Just try it." Hua Qianyue smiled mysteriously at Huozhen.

Seeing Hua Qianyue's confident appearance, Huo Zhen was a little moved, "Believe you this time?" ”

Half an hour later.

Hua Qianyue and Huo Zhen sat in the luxurious private room on the second floor of Zhenweixuan, and the mahogany furniture was shiny and shiny. The four walls are painted with beautiful grassland scenery, pots of small green plants are placed on the windowsill, and there are even melodious horse-head pianos playing small songs.

The two of them sipped fragrant tea to the sound of intoxicating music, waiting for her roasted whole sheep to be served.

A rich smell of meat accompanied by footsteps.

"Guest, your two sheep," the door of the private room was gently pushed open, and the young shopkeeper walked in politely with a silver four-wheeled cart.

Huo Zhen looked at the roasted whole sheep on the huge silver plate on the cart, rolled his sleeves and was about to get up.

Hua Qianyue shook her head and threw her a slightly calming look.

"The two are the distinguished customers of our store, and today the contemptible person will personally serve the two of them."

Fan Lun, dressed as a chef, walked in.

"Well, that's not ......," Huo Zhen said in surprise.

She remembered seeing this person beside Hua Qianyue on the grassland.

"Great Khan has good eyesight," Fan Lun said to Huo Zhen, "The contemptible person has indeed followed Miss Hua to Mobei. ”

He pointed to the roasted whole lamb on the silver platter.

"Ever since I tasted the deliciousness of the prairie sheep, I have never forgotten it. After I came back, I opened this real taste restaurant. ”

Fan Lun smiled, "These sheep are all the fattest lambs sent from the grassland. ”

As he spoke, Fan Lun picked up two blades about an inch long like cicada wings, only to see the knife falling in his hand, and only hearing the rustle of the blade cutting on the mutton.

Huo Zhen couldn't help but shout hello.

"See it," Fan Lun put away the blade, and the two of them who were waiting on the side worked together to carry the huge silver plate to the table.

Hua Qianyue made a gesture of invitation to Huo Zhen.

Huo Zhen held up his chopsticks and looked at the roast sheep on the plate in good condition, looked at Hua Qianyue suspiciously, and then looked at Fan Lun.

What's going on, just now I saw Fan Lun wielding two steel knives like cicada wings, and I also heard the rustle of knives cutting meat slices, why is this sheep intact?

Huo Zhen thought about it carefully, but in fact, she didn't see it clearly, or she couldn't tell Ben whether Fan Lun really cut the meat slices. All she saw was a shadow of a sword that shimmered with cold light.

The aroma of barbecue went straight to the nostrils, and he shook his head boldly and pinched it with chopsticks.

It doesn't matter if it's cut or not, she's going to eat the sheep today.

She was even more amazed when the chopsticks went down.

The mutton was even better than the piece of paper, and she could even vaguely see the eyebrows and eyes of Hua Qianyue sitting opposite through the piece of meat in the book.

Hua Qianyue looked at the innocent expression with satisfaction. I guess this is the same expression when I first came here!

With a sigh of relief, he dropped the mutton and wanted to worship Fan Lun as a teacher.

"That's not good," Fan Lun's head shook like a wave drum, he had broken his vows and returned to the world, and he was no longer the head of Buddhism, how could he teach Buddhist skills to outsiders.

"Your sword skills are superb, the little woman admires it, you can accept me as an apprentice!" Seek the truth.

"It's not that I won't teach you. Instead, to learn this knife technique, you must first enter the temple as a monk, so ......" Fan Lun made an excuse.

Becoming a monk?

"Do you want to shave your head? Huo Zhen asked.

As long as she can learn the magical sword technique and enter the temple as a monk, she doesn't care, but she cares very much about the beautiful head.

Then again, what girl who loves beauty doesn't care about her head.

"That's nature," Fan Lun said solemnly.

"That'...... Forget it! ”

In the end, after a fierce ideological struggle, between the knife and the show, it was inevitable that the latter was chosen. (To be continued.) )