The two brothers looked at her with a smile, Ning Su hooked his fingers, and the two immediately leaned their ears together.

"Okay?" The two brothers looked at her suspiciously.

"You have to do it, you have to do it, and if you don't do it, you have to do it, or you will die. I'm telling you that my hometown is a very authentic way, if you can't even do this recipe, I don't know if there is a more authentic recipe in this world. You can do it with confidence, the taste of the product is absolutely not wrong, and whoever tastes it cannot say that it is your fault. ”

Hearing this, the brothers were a little calmer, nodded, and said, "Okay, let's believe you this time." If you don't die in a great calamity, we will reward you well. ”

Ning Su smiled slightly and said, "Go quickly." ”

In the Qiankun Palace, he rolled twice on the bed, but he was weak when he wanted to walk, he turned over, and a pair of sharp eyes swept over the two palace maids in front of him, bluffing them all over.

Is the emperor going to kill again? Is it going to kill again?

Sweat soaked his back, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead.

The two palace maids in front of him scraped like knives with his eyes, and he was thinking about cutting this tall one first, or killing the thin one first? Or, drown the two together, boiling or cold? Or just throw it in the lake?

He has killed countless people, and he is still quite particular and researched in this, and he can't look down on idle methods.

The five fingers were folded, holding the brocade quilt tightly, the thick eyebrows were frowning, and the eyes were fierce, and the two palace maids saw this situation, and immediately fell to the ground in fright, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

"The emperor spares his life! The emperor spares his life! ”

"There is still an eighty mother in the slave's house!"

"The slave still has a young brother to raise at home!"

They had long heard of the emperor's expression and actions before the killing, but whenever he grabbed the sheets, as long as he showed a fierce light in his eyes, there was absolutely nothing to say, someone would definitely die. It is said that the concubines who were sleeping in the ci bed died before they climbed onto the dragon bed, and they didn't know where they angered His Majesty the Emperor.

The more they begged for mercy like this, the more irritable they became, and they were about to give an order, but they smelled a pungent fragrance.

"Your Majesty, the polenta and barley cake are here!" At the door, Xiaodouzi flatteringly held the dim sum high above his head and sent it up, not far from the door, the two imperial chefs who were nervous and almost became neurotic.

He happened to be hungry and waved his hand: "You two go down first." As soon as the two palace maids were granted amnesty, they immediately withdrew.

After putting porridge and cakes, Li Wuqi ate on the bed because he was sick, and he didn't know why, he just wanted to eat these two things, but he ate them today, and they seemed to taste the same, but they were not as sweet and delicious as the ones he ate in the bullpen that day. Strange, for what?

A figure suddenly popped out of his mind, and he immediately asked, "What about that show girl in Qingyun Town?" ”

The emperor asked, and the emperor really asked. Xiaodouzi was excited, and hurriedly replied: "The slave has been sent to the imperial pharmacy on an errand, as long as the emperor gives an order, he will be summoned to the imperial palace immediately." ”

Recruit to the Imperial Palace? Fei Wuyu frowned, and the action of eating the cake also paused.

Xiao Douzi watched the emperor's expression cautiously, could he have said something wrong?

She put down her spoon and said, "Let her stay there." He didn't want to be seen by Ning Su all the time as unlucky, he was injured last time, he was sick this time, so let's wait a while.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After eating the porridge, Li Wuqi seemed to think of something again, and said casually: "You have done a good job, go and receive the reward." Oh, also, this porridge is also good, the person who makes it will be rewarded, and tomorrow will have a supper. ”

"Yes—" Little Beanzi was overjoyed, took the plate down, and handed it to the generous little party waiting outside. The three of them wiped the sweat on their foreheads together, this tyrant's slave is really not good, they expect the emperor's majesty to be in a good mood every day like when he eats this porridge.

Or? Xiaodouzi pondered, when will it be good for a woman to take care of His Majesty's violent temper!