Prince Xiahou?

The little pigeon turned her head stiffly at her gaze, and happened to meet Xiahou Jinnian's blackened face.

"Hehehe-Xiahou Gongzi, what a coincidence, you are also here?" The little pigeon smiled as if his face was paralyzed.

However, where is Xiahou Jinnian so easy to deal with, for the first time in his life, he has been ignored, good! Very good! Very good!

Just as he was about to open his mouth, Lin Bao dragged the little pigeon away, and did not forget to wave at him: "Prince Xiahou, we won't bother you, farewell-"

“……”

He hung a black line on his face, gritting his teeth and looking at the back of the two of them leaving.

- It's really good that you are a little bun, you dare to provoke this son repeatedly, see if he doesn't teach her a good lesson later, otherwise he won't be surnamed Xiahou!

*

On the way to the imperial dining room, the little pigeon looked at Lin Bao with great admiration and said, "I finally know why you can be selected into the Chaoyang Palace." ”

"Huh?"

Lin Bao blinked, a little unsure of what he meant.

The little pigeon shook his head helplessly and said, "You slept outside the night you entered the palace, but you didn't have a rash when we all had a rash." At first, I thought it was a coincidence, but I didn't expect that you were not afraid of power at all, and even Xiahou Gongzi couldn't take you, so I thought it should be doomed. ”

Doomed?

Lin Bao laughed, she was born into a wealthy family and has long been accustomed to power, and now it seems that these powers are just bullshit, and the so-called fate is all in her own hands.

However, these are said that the little pigeon will not understand.

She quickened her pace and said, "In private, you don't have to call him Xiahou Gongzi, Gongzi's, how ugly it is." ”

"It's not called Childe...... What's that called? ”

Lin Bao hooked his lips and said, "It's called-Xiahou Little Goldfish!" ”

“……”

The little pigeon stopped talking and walked silently, but after walking for long, he couldn't help but say, "This weather is really going to be hot, and I am about to become a roast pig." ”

Roast pig?

Lin Bao is a writer and said, "Hmm-this is not right. ”

"How?" The little pigeon is eccentric.

I only heard Lin Bao reply very calmly: "The premise is that you have to be a pig." ”

“……”

The little pigeon was silent, he now admitted that he was different from her in what Xiahou Jinnian had seen in general, and he was afraid that he couldn't say anything about her!

Since then, there has been one more article in the little pigeon's "Palace Notes": You can fight with anyone, but you must not fight with the little bun!

*

Finally arrived at the imperial dining room, Lin Bao and the little pigeon saw what the palace kitchen was!

To put it bluntly, it is a group of palace maids and eunuchs who are in full swing making delicacies from the mountains and seas!

The little pigeon went to count the meals with the grandmother first, while Lin Bao was in charge of supervising the meal preparation.

Finally found out that Xiahou Jinnian's favorite dish was dry pot beef, Lin Bao sneaked over, saw that there was no one around, and casually grabbed a croton powder and sprinkled it in.

"Little bun, what are you doing?"

The little pigeon popped out from behind her, its white paws resting on her shoulder.

Lin Bao was startled, looked at him with a cute face, breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand away, and said, "What's it called?" Don't you see I'm checking? ”

Examine?

The little pigeon smiled, put her hands behind her back, and watched her pretend to look at the delicacies, and said, "It's not early, let's go back early." ”

This is also true, if the dish is cold and the smell of croton is smelled, it will be bad.