As soon as he returned to the War King's Mansion, there was still some time before the normal dining room was opened, Mu Fandi went directly into the kitchen, and the busy maids and ladies inside saw that they hurriedly put down the work in their hands and saluted: "War King, War Princess." ”

"You are busy with yours, this princess makes a soup on a single stove." After speaking, he began to slaughter and remove the blood and internal organs, and the knife fell in his hand, clean and neat, and he admired it in the eyes of the maids.

Then make a fire, put the water and fish into the urn, a few bowls of clear spring, a few spoonfuls of seasoning, a few flavored herbs, boil over high heat, and simmer slowly over low heat.

When making soup, people are not idle, cutting leeks, noodles, scrambled eggs, mixing fillings, rolling dough, kneading dumplings, slipping dumplings...

It had already taken all her energy to make these two foods for the war king, and Dongmei was wrapping red beans in red bean flour as usual on the side to make rustling sweet red bean buns.

With the meal completed and served on the table together, Mu Fandi was used to eating in this empty dining room, and there were no unchanged dishes on the table, but she was made to eat every day.

Qin Zhao looked at the rich and fragrant fish soup in front of him, his appetite was aroused, and he took a bowl and tasted it: it tasted good!

Seeing that his eyes flashed with surprise when he drank it, he asked, "Is it delicious?" Holding the red bean bun in his hand, silently going back and forth, this new cage is really hot.

Unexpectedly, she really learned to cook, and looked at the crescent-like thing on the plate and asked, "What is this?" ”

"Dumplings, by the way, do you like salty or sour?" As he spoke, he put down his hand and took a bite of the thin-skinned red bean bun, got up and came to Qin Zhao's next seat.

"It's okay, the soup you made... It's delicious. He praised him a little.

"Well, then eat taboo, dip and eat like this." As he spoke, he filled half a spoon of rice vinegar in a small round saucer, dipped the belly of the dumplings in a little golden vinegar sauce with chopsticks, paused for a while, put the dumplings back into the flavor plate, and put them in front of Qin Zhao together with the chopsticks.

"What do you want to eat? This king will make dishes for you. Looking at the person who got up and wanted to leave his seat, he hurriedly spoke.

Pursing his lips and smiling, "I like to eat bean buns, you eat yours, don't worry about me." ”

The two of them still sat in the farthest position, and there was no sound in the dining room except for the crisp sound of chopsticks and spoons hitting porcelain.

At night, the cold wind suddenly rose, penetrating the wall into the room, the gauze tent floated slightly, and the person on the bed curled up, his eyes closed, at this time, there was no Mo'er or that pair of warm hands.

Sensing that something was wrong, Qin Zhao immediately stayed in front of the bed, looked at the person whose hair was wet with sweat and clinging to his cheeks, and said eagerly, "What's wrong?" "Could it be a voodoo attack? Isn't it okay already?

"Come on, pass on the imperial doctor!"

"No, I just had a nightmare." Stop the panicked and roaring person, she just has menstrual pain, what kind of doctor!

Although, listening to her say this, Qin Zhao still asked the girl who was guarding the mansion to come in and diagnose it. All along, he has never given up looking for an antidote to voodoo, let alone finding out who is secretly poisoning.

Following

Qin Zhao finished going to the early dynasty as usual, and flipped through the folds in the imperial study, this group of people who are different from the outside are really hypocritical and changeable, all of them are ingenious, what is the request for disaster relief, apply for funds to rebuild the city, and take the national situation and national appearance of Tianyi as their own responsibility.

All of them want to fake the public and private, and immediately send a martial artist to jointly supervise the disaster relief, since ancient times, it has been difficult for civil and military forces to coexist, and water and fire are incompatible, so it just plays a role in monitoring each other.

"King Qi, a piece of military intelligence from General Yang in the south has arrived outside the palace.

"Yes." Deep voice.

On the letter, the words are heavy, the sentences are shocking, directly 100,000 strong soldiers died of the plague, 100,000 lost their combat effectiveness, the source of the plague is not yet known, the army is in turmoil, although the news has been blocked as much as possible, but I don't know whether it is leaking the news or someone deliberately did it, it has been transmitted to the ears of the enemy country...

After reading it, his mind was heavy, his third brother had been burying this heavy blow in the army in the dark, if it weren't for this secret letter reporting the results of the epidemic, he probably wouldn't know that this battle was tantamount to a moth to a fire and kill himself.

"Come on, pass the jade string!"

At the last moment, Qin Zhao handed over the wolf talisman that he could command a million elite soldiers, and the general of the Western Realm saw the talisman as if he were a person, and he would definitely go all out to fight side by side with him.

The measurement of more than ten days has finally come to fruition, and all grievances should be based on the survival of Tianyi Kingdom as the top priority.

Not only that, but the general of the southern border deliberately did not report it in private, and he clearly had two hearts with him.

On the other side, Qin Cao went alone, his destination was the southern border, and it was indeed the Nanyang Kingdom that he wanted to capture, but before he arrived in the south, he had to go to the local army to use the tiger talisman he received from Qin Xi to lead his 500,000 elite soldiers, and whether this soldier could listen to him was another matter.

Taking advantage of Qin Zhao's early dynasty again, Mu Fandi slipped out of the Zhanwang Mansion and came to the dust tea shop, and Jiu Ge was like he had already known that she would come, there was nothing unusual, and he couldn't see joy and anger, no wonder, he was originally happy and laughing, and angry was also laughing.

The crooked moon eyes seemed to smile, "I thought you would never come again." ”

"If I don't come, won't you wait in vain?" Ponno's sermon, the surrounding tea guests turned their heads when they heard it, wondering what the relationship between the shopkeeper, who was known for her beauty, and the war princess, who was famous for her ugliness, would be?

"Not afraid of misunderstanding? Reach someone's ear. He whispered.

"You can sue again!" Said disappreciatively.

Motioning to go to the Dust Tea," said the next door. Jiu Ge is at a loss, and he will no longer quarrel with him, and besides, he has no way to sue now, so he is referring to Qin Zhao instead of Qin Cao.

The two of them came to the second floor, and the room where she used to frequent, with a table and a few stools, was as quiet as ever.

Closing the door, "Do you know where he went?" Jiu Ge asked.

"Who?" He stopped and looked back, puzzled.

It turned out that she didn't know, no wonder she said just now, "Who else can there be, naturally it's Qin Cao." "I took the lead in my seat.

"He and I have nothing to do with each other anymore, love to go wherever you want." He laughed and said, but why did he call the Son of Heaven by his name?

"Sure enough, only women are difficult to raise!" blurted out in a dissatisfied tone.

Facing Jiu Ge's scolding, he smiled, "Hehe, it's just normal to fall in love and break up." ”

Hearing this, Jiu Ge was in a struggle in his heart, and finally chose to stand on Qin Cao's side and asked, "He has paid so much for you?" You say let it go? ”

Restraining his thoughts, he asked sharply: "Are you here to ask for a reunion for him?" ”

Shocked, he quickly returned to his usual casual expression, "No." "Just looking at her and Zhan Wang Qingqing, I feel that it is not worth it for Qin Cao.

Lianbu moved slightly, and her black eyes looked directly at the person who was avoiding her gaze, and asked, "At the beginning, why were you afraid that I would be pregnant with Qin Cao's child?" ”

"Do you need to ask? He was born to be a master, how can you be mistaken by you! ”