It's not that he is a picky eater, but when it comes to eating, as long as the mother puts down the chopsticks, he can't eat, and if he is greedy, he will beat himself.

He was hesitating to tell Luo Beixing about these things, he didn't want anyone to know what kind of life he was living every day, no one loved him, no one hurt him.

"But this prince wants to cook your meal, and the others don't want to eat."

Luo Beixing thoughtfully, in response to this phenomenon, it is not that he does not like to eat, but that he lacks a novelty, for the child, not only to be delicious, but also to look good, to be with his appetite, she probably knows what to do.

"Mo, then you stay here today, I'll make it for you, what do you like to eat?"

I am so happy, I have clothes, and I can eat a beautiful meal, which is very satisfying.

"To roast chicken, to ......"

He really couldn't think of it, but he wanted to eat so much, and now he was hungry, and he licked his mouth unconsciously.

"I know, just wait, you can play with Mai Fu and Xiao Baizi first."

There is a small stove in the natal palace, which is generally not used, and when you are hungry, you will come here to cook a meal with your own hands, and you should relieve your hunger.

However, it seems that there are no ingredients, it seems that you still need to get a little, which is very inconvenient, the yard is so big, I have an idea in my heart, or plant some vegetables.

"Little Baizi, you go to the dining room, go get some vegetables, get more."

After saving a few more trips, it's okay to leave it for a few days.

"Niangniang, what kind of vegetables do you want?" He weighed it.

"If you see what he has, bring it all."

He understood, "Yes, mother, the slave will go." ”

Luo Beixing played with him for a while longer, until the little white boy returned.

Although Mo Ji was reluctant to give up, he thought that he would have something to eat in a while, so he let go of his hand, otherwise he would not be able to eat.

Luo Beixing changed into simple clothes, and his hair was tied up, otherwise it would be inconvenient when cooking.

She plans to cook six kinds of food, including meat, vegetables, and soup, and there is no shortage of everything, and to achieve a balanced nutrition, she has to eat everything.

She neatly mixed the noodles, the noodles flipped back and forth in her hands, there was no juicing tool here, she could only use the mashing method, spinach, carrots, as long as it was vegetables, all into juice, and after a while, there were many shapes of pasta, there were rabbits, mice, pandas, monkeys, carrots, strawberries, and they were all kinds of colors, just like the real thing.

Arrange them one by one, boil the water, put the steamer on it, and start steaming the things.

Then she started washing, chopping, and cooking vegetables, and she didn't let anyone come over to help, she could do these things alone.

When Mo Yubai was outside the palace, he saw Mo Ji and a few people playing, and he didn't see the figure of Luo Beixing, so he felt strange.

"Xiaohuazi, where did you say the queen went?" Shouldn't I go to where Yun Gongzi is again?

"Your Majesty, the slave guessed that he should be sleeping, and the queen has been sick for the past few days, so she hasn't played with Prince Mo." Xiaobaizi also made a bold guess.

"Well, there's a little bit of reason, let's go, go in and have a look."

See ......

"Shh He didn't want her to know.

He lowered his voice and said, "Where did the queen go?"

Mai confessed and said, "In the kitchen."

Mo Yubai understood, this was a person who opened a small stove to see what was done, and he did it himself.

Ink wanted to catch the figure that was going to the kitchen, but he looked at it wistfully, a little worried about whether he would eat the delicious food she had made.

He saw from a distance, a busy figure, kept doing it, clean and neat, not dragging mud and water, he had an illusion, as if he was waiting for her husband to return, and cooked the meal in advance.

Seeing that she was doing it so seriously, she couldn't bear to disturb her, so she removed the bustling palace costume and put on a fresh and elegant floor-length dress, which had a different taste. Three thousand green silk was tied up with a pale pink ribbon, and there was no doubt that she was a wife who was cooking and waiting for her husband's return.

Ink stood behind Mo Yubai, he didn't take a step forward, he stood quietly behind him, without saying a word, looking at the kitchen with blank eyes, probing his neck, wanting to see what he had done.

Luo Beixing was very busy, sweating profusely, she didn't care, the most important thing was that the little buns were happy to eat, and now they were growing up, how could they do it without eating.

The dish was ready, the soup was ready, and the pasta was almost ready, she opened the steamer, and the steaming pasta appeared in front of her eyes, and the soft and collapsed "animal" was now bulging, as if it was alive, and there was a unique fragrance, and the saliva was dripping.

She unceremoniously picked one up and put it in her mouth, the aroma was overflowing, filling her mouth, and she closed her eyes with satisfaction, "It's delicious." ”

Mo Yubai saw all this in her eyes, and smiled unconsciously, she really has such a nature, in front of others, she looks high, pretending to be serious, and in private, like a child, she eats food and looks satisfied.

Luo Beixing looked at the satisfactory works, and thought, the ink will definitely like it, these are what children like to eat, first of all, look at the appearance, the colorful ones are the most attractive to children, and secondly, the fried dishes are all arranged into a picture of each other, so that you will find it interesting to eat.

Mo Yubai found that she was about to turn around, and just as she was about to dodge, she heard a deafening shout, thinking that something had happened to her, so she turned around.

Luo Beixing accidentally burned it, and she was too anxious to notice it for a while, but it didn't matter, what surprised her was that there were one big and one small standing, all looking at themselves, what was this for? Do you want to eat your own food?

When the tyrant came, and how long he stood, this is not known, it seems that the vigilance is much less.

"Your Majesty."

Mo Yubai was a little unnatural, this was a peek and was discovered, "How are your hands?" Ask the Imperial Doctor to come over. ”

Her hand was already red, and she looked a little distressed, walked to her side, held her slender fingers, her hand was cold, and she blew it with her mouth where she was red and swollen.

The ink was hiding behind Mai Fu, only revealing a round head, and his eyes were looking straight at them, he really wanted to go and see her, but there were already people around him, and his heart was depressed.

Luo Beixing didn't react for a while, was he afraid that he would hurt? It's strange, how can it be so hot all of a sudden, and it's a little uncomfortable.

"Does it still hurt?"

Under his gentle eyes, she said in a ghostly manner, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"But it's a little red and swollen, let's invite Doctor Yu over and let him take a look, I'm more at ease."

"No need, this is a trivial matter, and it doesn't hurt, and it's all now, the ink should be hungry, let's eat first."

Come so punctually, do you want to come to eat? But I can't get rid of it, so I'm so distressed.

Only then did he see the ink hiding behind him, looking at himself, his heart suddenly softened, knowing that the relationship with the tyrant was not good, but he would not scare people into hiding.

is a little angry, as the father of the child, he does not communicate with the child, but hides when he sees it, which shows how hateful he is.

glanced at him unhappily, if it goes on like this, how can the child's soul stand it, find a chance, and talk about it again.

"Ink, come over for dinner."

Afraid that he would run away, he went over and took his little hand and entered the natal palace together.

Originally, I was going to eat these with the ink, but now that the tyrant is here, her craftsmanship is really unbearable in front of him.

So he asked Wu to go to the dining room to bring the dishes, according to the previous recipe, twenty vegetarian dishes, ten meat, and one soup habit.

He was the emperor, and he couldn't bring those to the ink first, so she thought about it, and waited for the dance to serve the dishes before serving them.

He probably won't eat those gadgets, with his arrogant nature, he will never eat them, and when the time comes, put them in front of the ink and let him eat enough.

I have done a lot, and it is estimated that there will be enough ink to eat for several days, and I can pack it back for Shufei, so I don't have to run every day in the future.

Mo Yubai waited for a long time, but he didn't see it served, and he wondered in his heart, wasn't that made for himself, as for what he did? He only looked at it at that time, but he didn't see what he was doing. Anyway, it's something fancy and green.

"Queen, you cook by yourself today, I must taste it well."

This sentence is like a bolt from the blue for a big and a small.

Luo Beixing smiled dryly, "The concubine is just doing fun, and she can't serve a big scene at all, the food will come in a while, let's eat those." ”

The heart hanging in the ink also relaxed, it was his, and he didn't want others to eat it.

Mo Yubai is now more and more sure, she doesn't want to eat, but she just wants to taste her craftsmanship, what should she do?

A pair of black eyes flashed with an unknown light, "Queen, in your eyes, am I a person who can't endure the slightest hardship?" ”

Luo Beixing shook his head, with a sincere expression, "Your Majesty, let's be honest, which ones are made for ink, his body is thin and needs to be replenished, so he made some things that children like to eat." ”

She bit the child very hard, hoping that he could understand that it was not for him to eat, but for the ink, no matter what, an adult could not snatch a child's food, such a shameful thing, he should be self-aware.

Mo Yubai can't be angry, he can't speak of bitterness, and there is an indescribable grievance in his heart, it turns out that he didn't do it for himself, but for ink.

He glanced at the ink, and the ink shook suddenly.

Luo Beixing noticed it, so he opened his mouth and said: "Your Majesty, the ink is still small, don't look at him with that kind of eyes, he will be afraid."

As soon as he finished speaking, his face became even worse, "What kind of eyes do I use to look at him, the queen may not be too careful, the eldest husband and man are sweaty, he should not be afraid of heaven and earth, and if he is frightened by one look, it will be difficult to become a big weapon in the future." ”

Luo Beixing didn't want to listen to this kind of talk, and it should be up to him to decide what kind of path the ink will take in the future.

"Your Majesty, forgive the concubine for saying a fair word, didn't you pee your pants when you were a child? Haven't you ever been afraid of anything else? ”

"People need to grow, and we can't generalize about it now."

Of course he wouldn't admit it, "I didn't. ”

Luo Beixing laughed three times, "Your Majesty, honesty is the most basic criterion of life. ”

She didn't believe it, he hadn't done those things, but he didn't dare to admit it for the sake of face.

This laughter was undoubtedly mocking, anger ignited in his eyes, this woman can always easily provoke anger, sometimes, there is really an urge to hit her. Thinking of this, there was a light in his eyes, and perhaps in the evening, this wish could come true.

"Queen, your imagination is so rich, I admire it."

Luo Beixing didn't bother to take care of him, he just didn't admit it, he was just a coward, and whispered a few words in Ink's ear, and after a while, Ink smiled happily.

He seems to be an outsider, these two people talk and laugh, completely ignoring my existence, this feeling is very uncomfortable. When she arrived at the concubine's palace, who didn't look at my face and speak, she was good, in front of me, whispered, and put me in her eyes?

"Queen, is there anything you can't say, you have to whisper, is it to prevent me?"

"Ink, you say, you told me, what did she say?"