"Incense... It's so fragrant~~" He regretted looking at the fish on the grill that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva twice, and when he saw Zhao concentrating on roasting another fish, he finally reached out his claws, pinched a small piece of meat from the tail of the cooked fish, and hurriedly stuffed it into his mouth. The fish mixed with the fragrance of green onions crossed the tip of his tongue, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath and touch his mouth twice, and stretched out his hand again, ready to take the meat from the fire.

"Bang!" The wooden stick smashed mercilessly on the back of his hand, and a red mark immediately appeared, and he glanced at Zhao District with a grudge, "Isn't it familiar?" ”

"Cook your sister, go to the kitchen and get some chili peppers, and then get a small pot of sesame oil."

He regretted turning around three times, went to the kitchen to look at the ingredients sent by Lao He in the afternoon, and took a string of red peppers out.

"Give." He respectfully handed the chili pepper in his hand to Zhao District.

"You go to the side and chop it, the more broken it is, the better, and then sprinkle it on it, and brush it with some sesame oil." Zhao turned the fish over in an orderly manner, and glanced at the stunned, "What a daze?!" Get to work! ”

The eldest young master did this rough work, and slapped the chili pepper with a kitchen knife, and the sound of dong dong rang out in Qingfeng Pavilion, Zhao Jiequan rolled his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

After all, it is a long way to go to transform local tyrants from simple foodies to good citizens who exchange labor for food.

The wind blew gently, and the smell of fish became stronger and stronger, and he was walking around the yard restlessly with a plate in one hand.

Okay, no, okay....he muttered to himself.

"Come here, put on a plate." Zhao shouted softly. He ran over and handed her the plate.

A whole seven fish, put upright on the plate. Zhao smiled with satisfaction.

"Open the meal!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure walked over, Yue Qingzhen glanced at the fish on the plate, and asked softly, "Can I join us?" ”

The fairies who don't eat fireworks in fairy tales are all lies, Princess Yue has never put her interests first, and she has never wronged herself when she should eat. I am familiar with the matter of rubbing rice.

Zhao smiled politely, "Please." ”

He regretted smiling like a fool and handed her the plate of fish in his arms. "This one is not spicy, here you go."

Yue Qingzhe's eyes flashed, and a faint smile rose at the corner of his mouth, "Thank you." ”

Zhao gave him a strange look. Asked deliberately. "How do you know that the princess doesn't eat spicy?"

"Just... That's how you know. He said hesitantly, buried his head and began to eat fish.

…….

Eating and sleeping silently is the most basic etiquette in life, but for the three people who also live under the same roof, this etiquette becomes a little dangerous.

He regretted that he couldn't help but praise Zhao District's craftsmanship first, and then Princess Yue sighed and praised her twice.

That's how the conversation got up. He regretted gnawing on the fishtail and asked. "Excuse me, Yan Sixteen said that you wrote a letter to Jin Mingyue, what did you write?"

The corners of Zhao District's mouth stiffened, silently swallowed the fish in his mouth, and said, "Just one sentence." ”

"What?"

"You don't understand what I said." She raised her eyebrows and smiled, her eyes shining.

"Maybe I understand." Yue Qingzhen said softly, elegantly picking off the fish bones.

Zhao District's smile remained unchanged, and he said to the blurry moonlight, "The mountains have trees and branches. ”

Time turned back, and the night before returning to the Apocalypse Courtyard, Jin Mingyue handed her the blank paper in her hand and asked her to write a letter.

She pondered for a long time, thought about many people, and made sure that she had nothing extra to say to others, so she looked up at the handsome man leaning in front of the window.

The moonlight was beautiful, and the silver-white light was reflected on his side face, like a fairy in a painting.

Her heart moved, and she wrote the first half of the poem, and then handed him the letter.

Jin Mingyue's good-looking eyebrows raised, puzzled, and then asked, "What does this mean?" ”

Zhao didn't speak, and she couldn't remember the full name of the poem, but she did remember the last two sentences, this is an unknown time and space, and some poems are unknown to anyone.

In particular, she hid the second half of the sentence.

She gave this sentence to Jin Mingyue clearly, and then looked at him confidently.

There is no shyness after confession.

Jin Mingyue glanced at her deeply, put the letter in her arms, and said, "Although I don't understand the meaning, I'm sure that this is a very important sentence." ”

He decided to take a closer look.

…………

"The mountains have trees, and the trees have branches?" Yue Qingzhen looked at her suspiciously, "What do you mean?" ”

Zhao put down the chopsticks in his hand, stood up and said, "The princess is talented and intelligent, if you think about it, you may be able to come up with it." ”

The corners of Yue Qingzhen's lips stiffened, and he didn't answer.

"There are trees on the hill... Branches in a tree? He regretted frowning, looked at Yue Qingzhen, and asked in a low voice, "How do you think this sentence should be explained?" ”

Yue Qingzhen glanced at him lightly, "That's what it means." ”

The meaning of the words is bland and simple, and there is no other special explanation, but it is this kind of ordinariness that makes people feel weird.

He regretted that his eyes lit up, "Really? ”

I didn't think that one day he would be on the same level of appreciation as the princess.

No matter what a pity, the eyes of the smile must be narrowed into a line.

………

The fish belly is white.

A man came to Seifukaku.

Yan Sixteen stood outside the door with a big plaque on his back, his eyes a little cold.

In the battle last night, she was defeated miserably, and since she agreed to Zhao Jie's last request, she would not regret it.

The Yan family has always been iron-clad, a spit and a nail, saying that it is a plaque of golden silk nanmu, which is a golden silk nanmu, and it was made by dismantling his bed overnight.

She looked up at the four big characters on it, and felt more and more that she was naïve at that time, how could Zhao have the strength to defeat herself?

Her heart was slightly cold, and the wooden board on her back carved three big characters with a sword one stroke at a time.

"Seifukaku"

If you are interested, you can naturally see that these words are exactly the same as the handwriting of the broken plaque, and there may be some slight differences, but you can't see it if you don't look carefully.

Yan Sixteen is not only beautiful, but also good at swordsmanship, and he has also made some achievements in calligraphy.

After reading the words once, she can imitate about ninety percent.

The first person to get up in Qingfeng Pavilion is always the most self-disciplined Yue Qingzhen, she put on her clothes, and saw Yan Sixteen engraved at the door, her eyes paused slightly, and then she walked over, looked at the few words on the plaque, and said with a smile, "Is it you who are wild in our Qingfeng Pavilion?" ”

Yan Sixteen's ears hurt when she heard the word Saye, she no longer heard the word from childhood to adulthood, but in the end she suppressed it by force.

But the moment he saw Yue Qingzhen, Yan Sixteen had one more thought in his heart.

This is also something she can't afford to mess with.

So she rarely saw a silent word, and looked at the mountains in the distance. (To be continued......)