Chapter 217: Cooking
"Well, I've made it easier for you to remember."
Hua Tiantian wanted to cry without tears, "Feng Jing, you are a big traitor, don't think I agree, you are a big traitor, and the widow wants to dismiss your official." ”
Feng Jing hooked her lips and smiled indifferently, but a hint of strangeness flashed in her eyes.
Hua Tiantian caught the strange look in Feng Jing's eyes, and pursed her lips, there were some things she had to say clearly.
I was taken away by Feng Jing just now, and I haven't been able to say what I think in my heart.
This incident started because of her, and she couldn't run away from it.
"Feng Jing." Hua Tiantian took the initiative to take Feng Jing's hand and smiled at him, "I will never say anything like that in the future, I have thought about it for many days and finally understood, I want you to stay by my side, if someone is not good for you, I will kill that person, and I will be strong in the future, strong enough to protect you." ”
Feng Jing was slightly stunned.
"So, please don't leave me."
Hua Tiantian reached out and hugged Feng Jing.
I suddenly felt that so many days of distress were self-inflicted troubles, and it would have been good to think about it earlier.
Feng Jing curled her lips and smiled, "Yes." ”
The narrow phoenix eyes concealed a warm smile, like a sky full of stars, gentle and unlooking.
Looking at the smile in Feng Jing's eyes, Hua Tiantian bent the corners of her lips.
Father, Tian Tian has finally found the man he wants to be with for the rest of his life.
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thought that this matter should come to a successful end, but unexpectedly, since then, Feng Jing has used this matter to threaten her that she must make a dish every day and send it over.
"No, I'm afraid that one day you will hang up and no one will deal with political affairs."
She sternly refused.
Feng Jing didn't have the slightest sense of fear, just hooked his lips and glanced at her lightly, "Your Majesty, just do it obediently, don't worry about other things." ”
Hate, although she couldn't figure out what Feng Jing was going to do, she still had to agree.
Although he had the idea of putting laxatives in it, Feng Jing's sense of taste was extremely keen, and if he found out, he would threaten to do something at that time.
In the end, she had to obediently do her best to make the dishes on the menu that Feng Jing gave her.
"Ling'er, do you say that Feng Jing is sick in the brain, and he actually asked the widow to cook for him, I have never seen such a person who is not afraid of death." While chopping vegetables, Hua Tiantian complained to Ling'er.
Ling'er waited outside the door, and couldn't help but turn black when she heard Hua Tiantian say this.
Hua Tiantian didn't notice it at all, and continued to chop vegetables in his hand.
Hmm, why does this thing look like a small piece and it's so hard to cut out?
"Your Majesty, if you do it, no matter how unpalatable it is, the Prime Minister will be satisfied with it."
Ling'er pursed her lips and lowered her eyes.
Qing Ling's eyes flashed with a hint of strangeness.
Hua Tiantian was cutting the dish, and when Ling'er said this, the hand holding the kitchen knife shook, and then a suppressed moan of pain sounded.
"Hmm."
Ling'er hurriedly walked over and grabbed Hua Tiantian's hand to check, seeing that a deep cut was made in her slender fingers, and blood was gushing out, she couldn't help frowning, turned her head sideways and asked the palace people on the side to hurry up and call the imperial doctor.
Hua Tiantian saw that it was not too early now, and he didn't want to delay any longer, so he called out to Ling'er and shook his head at her.
"No need, don't make such a fuss about this little injury."
Ling'er was still a little worried, the blood was still coming out, "But it's still bleeding..."
Hua Tiantian rubbed his body and waved his hand unconcernedly, "It's okay, I won't be out for a while." ”