Seeing that Zhao Qiujin didn't say more, Leng Lingzhe didn't ask more, just retreated, "I still have something to say to the queen, you should retreat first." ”

Then everyone retreated, and Leng Lingzhe and Zhao Qiujin walked side by side. "Now let's talk about what the queen is holding in her arms." Leng Lingzhe chuckled.

Zhao Qiujin saw everyone retreating, and immediately relaxed, so he pushed the stone to Leng Lingzhe, "Oh, it seems to be a little heavy, my arms are sore, you can help me, I love you." He stretched his arm and moved.

"Why are they all stones, what's the use of the queen asking for stones?" Leng Lingzhe was very puzzled.

"Oh, it's useful anyway, don't ask, don't say, don't say." Zhao Qiujin sold Guanzi, thinking that if he couldn't do it by then, he wouldn't let Leng Lingzhe laugh at himself.

Leng Lingzhe smiled, seeing Shangguan Xin'er so lively and cheerful, his mood was also very happy.

The two returned to Fengyi Palace, Leng Lingzhe put down a pile of stones, looked at the energetic Zhao Qiujin happy, and let him do whatever he wanted.

Loving someone seems to be like this, no need to talk about dedication, all this is done willingly, just like instinct, what to do for the person you love is subconscious, and I don't feel how hard it is, just blindly feel sweet.

"Xin'er, why do you always have so many ideas?" Leng Lingzhe pulled Zhao Qiujin to sit on his lap, put his mouth on Zhao Qiujin's shoulder and asked dotingly.

Zhao Qiujin turned his face and said seriously: "Actually, I have a secret that I haven't told you, this secret is very important and important." ”

Leng Lingzhe looked at Zhao Qiujin's pretended serious eyes, and suddenly wanted to laugh, but in order to cooperate with her performance, he still tried his best to endure it, "What secret?" ”

Zhao Qiujin approached Leng Lingzhe's ear and whispered: "I am the Lingbo Fairy who came down from above, you have to pay tribute to me, you have to listen to the words of this fairy, I will let you go east, you are not allowed to look in the three directions of northwest, northwest and south, I will let you fight cocks, you must not fight ducks, in short, everything must follow this fairy." ”

Leng Lingzhe couldn't help but laugh, pretending not to understand: "What kind of chicken does the fairy say?" Then he smiled evilly, "I'm interested in you, but not in chickens." ”

Zhao Qiujin didn't expect Leng Lingzhe to drive, "Leng Lingzhe, what are you talking nonsense?" Where do I mean that?! ”

"Okay, this fairy, is in the flesh mortal womb, short-sighted, will be mistaken, what kind of tribute does the fairy want, I will find it for you tomorrow." Leng Lingzhe pretended to be respectful and said.

"Besides, this fairy has a lot of things to want." Zhao Qiujin pretended to be very materialistic.

"Then, it's not too early for the fairy, let's rest early." Leng Lingzhe picked up Zhao Qiujin and walked towards the bedroom.

Zhao Qiujin was afraid of falling, so he wrapped his hand around Leng Lingzhe's neck.

Leng Lingzhe whispered softly and put Zhao Qiujin on the bed, "The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, fairy." Leng Lingzhe pursed his lips and said with a smile.

Zhao Qiujin suddenly realized that he had cut his tongue and the corners of his skirt were still stained with soil, so he got up and said: "I haven't taken a bath yet, I'm going to be tired when I climb up and down today, you can rest first, this fairy is going to bathe." ”

"Isn't the fairy flying, how do you use it to climb up and down?" The person who got it was going to leave, and Leng Lingzhe was also very helpless, so he could only say helplessly.

"Uh...... I'll explain to you when I'm done taking a shower. With that, Zhao Qiujin turned around and went out.

After taking a shower, Zhao Qiujin returned to the couch, Leng Lingzhe was already asleep, looking at his face like a knife, Zhao Qiujin couldn't help but reach out and stroke, he must be very tired today, he didn't even have time to come back to Fengyi Palace for dinner, and he didn't come back until it was dark.

Leng Lingzhe felt that small warm hand, and reached out to pull her into his arms, "Don't move, otherwise, you will be responsible for the problem." Then he closed his eyes quietly.

Zhao Qiujin "......" looked confused, and even asked me to be responsible...... Forget it, I still didn't make trouble for myself, so I obediently lay in Leng Lingzhe's arms and didn't make any further moves.

A good night's dream, Leng Lingzhe was woken up by Xiao Lizi early in the morning, in order not to disturb Zhao Qiujin's rest, Leng Lingzhe quietly went out of Fengyi Palace.

When Zhao Qiujin woke up, he was already three rods a day, and then he and Ling'er studied the method of boiling fish together.

"Ling'er, you go to the imperial study, take this list, and press the things on it." Zhao Qiujin handed Ling'er a list of materials.

"Okay, mother, slave and maid will go." Ling'er said obediently.

Then Zhao Qiujin began to wash the stones he picked up in the imperial garden last night, and scrubbed them very carefully, for fear of letting go of a muddy stain. "Scrub scrub, scrub scrub ......"

When everything was ready, Zhao Qiujin began to follow the process step by step. The previous went very smoothly, after all, Zhao Qiujin still had a little bit of kitchen experience, and then when it came to the step of using pebbles, the tragedy happened.

The first time he used too much force, he caused a pot that had been circulating in the imperial dining room for many years, and he died heroically. When Zhao Qiujin and Ling'er picked it up and looked at it, they could already clearly see the blue sky through the big hole that the pot had been smashed out.

Zhao Qiujin would not give up his pursuit of food because of the death of a pot, he set up a pot again, and slowly put the stones, this time the pot was intact, but Doctor Lu didn't say how many stones he wanted, and then ...... Zhao Qiujin came according to his own ideas.

And then...... The boiling fish boiled excessively, and the fish soup turned into grilled dried fish, which hit the street again.

Zhao Qiujin sighed: "Boiling fish - the fall of a generation of chefs. But Zhao Qiujin will not give up her pursuit of food because of one or two failures, which can stimulate her desire for pure food even more.

The production of the third boiling fish has kicked off again......

This time, the amount of stone used was reduced, and the movement was gentle and slow. Then when the fish was added to the hot stone, the power of the stone was too strong, and when the fish soup was poured, the hot fish soup splashed out, and it happened to burn the back of Zhao Qiujin's hand. But fortunately, the fish soup is still intact.

"Ah, mother, are you alright, slave go get the plaster." Ling'er saw that Zhao Qiujin was injured and hurriedly went into the house to get the burn cream.

Zhao Qiujin could only admit that he was unlucky, "Failure is success, but I don't want a mother, I just want a son, my own son......" Righteous thoughts chattered, Leng Lingzhe happened to come in, "Queen, do you want a son?" ”

"Where?" Zhao Qiujin pursed his lips.

"Then I heard you talking about your son here, kissing your son's ......" Leng Lingzhe clearly heard Zhao Qiujin say that he wanted a son just now.

"Where?! I'm saying that failure is the mother of success. Zhao Qiujin repeated the word for a while.

Leng Lingzhe looked at Zhao Qiujin covering the back of his hand, "What's wrong with your hand, are you cooking by yourself?" Then he took Zhao Qiujin's hand and found that it was already red and swollen, "Why are you so careless, why do you want to send someone to the imperial dining room to do it, why do you have to do it yourself." Leng Lingzhe chattered endlessly as if he had blown up.

"Stop, stop...... Why are you like a Tang monk, long-winded, don't you just burn it, calm and take a deep breath. Zhao Qiujin joked.

"You're just a hairy hand." Leng Lingzhe sighed.