The voice...... It's Xie Junze's.

Jiang Baizhu was startled, and even fell down with his baggage.

When she opened her eyes again, Xie Junze had already looked down at her condescendingly: "Dog slave, without my will, you dare to escape from the palace?" ”

This private escape from the palace is going to be destroyed by the nine clans.

Jiang Baizhu didn't care about the pain in his body, so he quickly got up, knelt down, and kowtowed heavily.

"Your Majesty, the slave knows that it is wrong."

The corners of Xie Junze's lips lifted a touch of sarcasm: "You answer me honestly, why did you escape the palace?" ”

"The minions don't dare to say it."

Xie Junze frowned: "I ordered you to say it." ”

"Your Majesty will be upset when I say it."

Xie Junze's face darkened: "If you want to say it, why do you talk so much nonsense?" ”

Jiang Baizhu looked at Xie Junze aggrievedly, and his apricot eyes turned slightly: "That's what Your Majesty ordered the slave to tell the truth, and if the slave says something that makes Your Majesty unhappy, Your Majesty don't blame the slave anymore." ”

Xie Junze snorted coldly, and knocked Jiang Baizhu's head with his backhand: "Dog slave who is greedy for life and afraid of death, I will spare your life for the time being, but it doesn't hurt you to say it." ”

Hearing Xie Junze say this, Jiang Baizhu relieved himself: "It's all Your Majesty's fault, the slave doesn't want to be Your Majesty's Zhaoyi!" ”

Hearing this, Xie Junze was taken aback, completely incredulous, his eyes fell on her body and looked at her several times, could it be that this little woman is really indifferent to fame and fortune, quiet and far-reaching? Or is it just a ploy to get away with it?

Suppressing the suspicion in his belly, Xie Junze hooked his lips, the seriousness on his face faded, and he knocked her head several times: "Jiang Baizhu, do you really think that I will take a fancy to a vulgar fan like you?" It's just to amuse you, and you're taking it seriously, it's ridiculous. ”

Jiang Baizhu's eyes immediately widened excitedly: "So, Your Majesty really doesn't have this plan?" ”

Touching the excitement in her eyes, Xie Junze was a little depressed, he was a dignified emperor, but he would be so disgusted by a woman? This is not to be laughed out of.

"Yes, I don't have any plans."

Jiang Baizhu immediately put his mind at ease, and he was so happy: "Yes, it's the slave himself who misunderstood." ”

Xie Junze's face stiffened a little again, and he wanted to lose his temper for no reason, this, does this woman hate him so much?

Suddenly, a little unwilling to see her, Xie Junze shook his hand: "Today, I will let you go, dog slave, you are so self-conscious, if this happens again like tonight, I will not spare it." ”

"Yes, there will never be that." Jiang Baizhu nodded like pounding garlic.

Just explain it today, so that she doesn't have to rush out of the palace.

Back at the house, she slept comfortably.

But Xie Junze couldn't sleep, and he was very upset when he thought of Jiang Baizhu's extreme dislike for himself today.

When it was past the ugly, Gonggong Jiang saw that Xie Junze's bedroom was still lit, thinking that something had happened, and hurriedly ran in, but saw Junze lying on the desk alone, holding an ink pen in his hand, as if he was writing something.

Gonggong Jiang wiped the sweat on his forehead: "Your Majesty is really diligent and patriotic, and he is busy with state affairs so late." As he spoke, he walked over, and when he saw the paper clearly, Gonggong Jiang was so frightened that he almost fainted.

Xie Junze was not writing at all, and the whole paper was painted with dense turtles.

He didn't care about it himself, and glanced at Gonggong Jiang coldly: "I'm just bored, I want to paint." ”

Jiang Gonggong wiped a cold sweat in fear, is this a painting? This is obviously a letter pen graffiti, if others see His Majesty drawing a turtle, wouldn't he laugh off his big teeth.

Xie Junze put the ink pen aside, his eyebrows furrowed: "Gonggong Jiang, do all the women in the world want to marry me?" ”

Gonggong Jiang fell into a state of embarrassment, "Your Majesty, this is naturally the case. ”

After receiving a response from Gonggong Jiang, after pondering for a moment, Xie Junze continued: "But I met a woman, he doesn't seem to want to marry me? ”

"How is this possible? How can there be a woman who does not want to marry His Majesty? ”

Xie Junze himself was also very puzzled, and whispered "um": "Yes, I am also very puzzled." ”

"Why is Your Majesty so concerned about this issue? Is it the woman of which family does Your Majesty fancie? ”

Xie Junze immediately denied it, and the corners of his lips pulled out a smile that was almost disgusted: "How is it possible?" It's impossible for me to like such a vulgar woman? ”

Gonggong Jiang looked at his appearance and always felt that something was wrong, but he still didn't dare to ask anything.

If Your Majesty doesn't say it, you don't dare to ask as a slave.

After such a night, Jiang Baizhu also figured it out, and early in the morning, he went to Cheng'en Hall with the prepared breakfast.

Xie Junze was criticizing the folding, and Gonggong Jiang was waiting on the side with a whisk, and as soon as he saw Jiang Baizhu, he squinted and smiled: "Xiao Jiang, this is just in time!" ”

Jiang Baizhu saluted Xie Junze and came to him with breakfast.

Xie Junze had a straight face, focused on the criticism, and didn't listen to what was going on outside the window, which was different from the scoundrel he usually was.

"Your Majesty, please eat."

She greeted cautiously, but was ignored by Xie Junze, and a pair of beautiful big eyes flashed with cold light.

This faint gentleman, who is putting on a face early in the morning?

Jiang Baizhu stood stiffly, neither walking, nor standing, and the whole person was in an extremely uncomfortable state.

I don't know how long it took for Xie Junze to stop writing and examine her: "What dishes did you make today?" ”

Catching up with her cold face, Jiang Baizhu pulled a hard smile: "The slave only knew that His Majesty had always been a vegetarian, so he prepared pumpkin porridge for His Majesty." ”

When he heard the word "pumpkin", the corners of Xie Junze's lips twitched uncontrollably.

He suspected that this dog slave had come to get hold of him on purpose, and that of all the dishes, the pumpkin he hated the most and was the most unacceptable.

That yellow-orange-orange stuff is like, and it makes me sick when I look at it.

Jiang Baizhu didn't notice Xie Junze's abnormality at all, and when he opened the lid of the pot, a rich smell of fragrant porridge spread.

Xie Junze glanced at the corner of his eye, he really hated pumpkin, but the pumpkin porridge made by Jiang Baizhu today felt good, and it was enough to arouse his taste at a glance, even if he ate a few large bowls, he should not be too full.

Smelling the fragrance, Gonggong Jiang swallowed his saliva silently: "It's so fragrant, but Xiao Jiang, the saint doesn't like to eat pumpkin porridge." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Junze unceremoniously took the words: "It's okay, it's vegetarian anyway, I can try." While there was no one now, he had to hurry up and eat a few large bowls to fill his stomach.

Gonggong Jiang glanced at Xie Junze and almost spewed out: "Your Majesty, but ......"

Xie Junze was afraid that Gonggong Jiang would stop him, anyway, his affairs, Gonggong Jiang also knew it clearly, so he simply didn't force himself.

He took the bowl and ate it in large gulps.

The moment he entered the mouth, the taste was sweet and delicious, especially delicious, and he had never eaten such a delicious pumpkin porridge in his life.

His hands were shaking with excitement, holding back his emotions: "This pumpkin porridge is okay." ”

Jiang Baizhu got up late in the morning, so in order to save time, he simply made a pumpkin porridge, which did not require many ingredients, only rice, pumpkin, and sugar.

First of all, at the beginning, she cut the required pumpkin into slices in advance, knife skills are very important, the pumpkin must be thin and tender, so that it will not be too old to eat, and it is easy to taste.

Then, add the washed rice to the pot, cook until the rice cracks, and then put the pumpkin slices in it and slowly boil until the pumpkin is soft and delicious, and then it is done.

"If Your Majesty likes it, the slave can make it for you every day?"