Kitchen play
Although Feng Qingchen was sitting in the carriage, there were many laughter and laughter heard all the way from the palace, and there was also a little envy in his heart.
"Lord Yu, Fanghua Hall has arrived."
Feng Qingchen was surprised in his heart, why did the imperial uncle set up the banquet in such a deserted Fanghua Palace.
After lifting the curtain of the carriage and going down, he saw no one, so he asked the little eunuch who came with him: "Why don't you see everyone?" ”
The little eunuch blessed his body, lowered his head and said, "The nobles are waiting in the main hall. ”
Feng Qingchen walked into the Fanghua Hall suspiciously, but saw that it was dark inside, thinking that the little eunuch had deceived him, and was about to turn around and leave, when the hall suddenly lit up, and a lazy voice came.
"Light dust."
Feng Qingchen looked at it in response, Feng Mo was sitting not far away in a black brocade robe, and his slender phoenix eyes looked at him meaningfully.
"See Uncle Huang." Feng Qingchen bowed cautiously.
Feng Moli beckoned to her and motioned for her to come over.
Feng Qingchen was flustered in his heart, he was lucky last time, so he was not discovered, and if he continued like this, he would be discovered sooner or later.
Feng Moli looked at her tiptoeing appearance, and asked with a chuckle, "Are you afraid of me?" ”
Feng Qingchen's footsteps stopped, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "How come, I accidentally twisted my foot on the way into the palace today, so I moved slowly." ”
Feng Moli hooked the corners of her mouth, she specially sent someone to pick her up today, she can still break her feet, and she doesn't find a decent reason to lie, she is really a little liar.
"Come and see the fish here."
Feng Qingchen stubbornly walked over, only to find that the place where he was sitting turned out to be a low staircase, with a pool below, and some fish food on the side, it turned out that he was feeding the fish.
Feng Qingchen sat beside him, looked at the brightly colored fish in the pond and asked, "Uncle Huang, what kind of fish is this, how come Qingchen has never seen it." ”
Feng Moli touched her head, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Liuyu only lives in the sea of Longxiao Kingdom, so few people have seen it. ”
Feng Qingchen sighed and looked at the flowing fish in the pool in a daze.
The atmosphere was quiet for a while, and Feng Moli suddenly asked, "Do you remember here?" ”
Feng Qingchen shook his head suspiciously, when he came in just now, he felt a hint of familiarity, it was possible that he had been here before.
"I don't remember..."
Feng Moli chuckled lightly and said, "Twelve years ago today, I met a little boy sitting in this courtyard, and she accompanied me for seven days. ”
Looking at her as if she was listening to herself carefully, she continued: "This boy is you. ”
Feng Qingchen's head suddenly went blank, and when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that there was such a fragment in his memory, but no, it was such a coincidence.
Feng Moli knocked on her head: "Have you remembered, you shouldn't be afraid of me now." ”
Feng Qingchen covered his head and smiled helplessly: "There was one time, but Uncle Huang, you were so young at the time, why did you stay alone in Fanghua Palace." ”
Feng Moli's eyes darkened, and he said, "The day you first came, it happened to be the first seven of my mother's concubine. ”
Feng Qingchen's smiling face suddenly froze, and he lowered his head and said cautiously: "Uncle Huang, I didn't mean it. ”
Feng Moli looked at her with a smile on his face, Feng Qingchen felt that burning gaze, got up in a panic and said: "Uncle Huang, is the banquet about to start, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, I want to eat dumplings." ”
Feng Moli smiled playfully, got up and looked at her and asked lightly, "Don't worry, I heard that you can make dumplings?" ”
Feng Qingchen secretly discharged his stomach in his heart, Uncle Huang's eyeliner was inevitably too dutiful, and he said it casually when he left the mansion, but he was also told in front of Uncle Huang.
"Will... Yes. ”
"Then come with me." After Feng Moli finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the outside of the hall.
Although Feng Qingchen was helpless in his heart, he had no choice but to follow suit.
Feng Moli walked all the way to the kitchen of Fanghua Hall before stopping.
After Feng Qingchen entered, he found that although this kitchen was small, all kinds of ingredients were complete, and it could be said that although the sparrows were small, they were complete.
Feng Moli looked at the flour in the corner, and his eyes motioned for Feng Qingchen to do it.
Feng Qingchen wanted to shirk it, but remembered that he had promised Uncle Yuan today, so it was better to do more in a while and bring some back when he returned home.
Feng Moli sat on the chair, and suddenly saw her serious and kind face, hooked the corners of her mouth, and deliberately used internal force to blow up the flour under Feng Qingchen's hands.
The flour got into Feng Qingchen's nose, itchy, and after sneezing, it was all on her face.
Feng Qingchen didn't have to think about it, he knew that he did it as soon as he guessed, otherwise this flour would have grown legs.
Perhaps because it was Chinese New Year's Eve, and the place where the two were located was relatively warm, Feng Qingchen glared at him with disgust: "Uncle Huang!" ”
Feng Moli looked at her face covered in flour with a smile on her face, and threw the flour in the bag towards Feng Qingchen with internal force.
Feng Qingchen was not in a hurry to dodge, he was spilled with flour, he was in a hurry, he forgot the rules, picked up a whole bag of flour and threw it towards Feng Moli.
Feng Moli was watching her laugh from the side, and she didn't expect her to fight back for a while, but no matter how high her internal strength was, she didn't block so much flour.
So he and Feng Qingchen's upper body was dyed white by flour.
Feng Moli was suddenly choked and coughed violently, Feng Qingchen hurriedly ran to his side and patted his back lightly and said, "Uncle Huang, are you okay?" ”
Feng Mo left her and poured the remaining half bag of flour on Feng Qingchen's head with his backhand.
Feng Qingchen gritted his teeth angrily, and he didn't dare to resist, so he had to get up and wash his eyes with the water in the tank.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw him smiling harmlessly at the side: "Qingchen is really funny." ”
Feng Qingchen turned around and ignored him, opened another bag of flour and made it seriously.
Feng Moli got up and washed his face with water, although his black clothes were already dirty and messy, it still did not reduce his demonic temperament.
Feng Qingchen saw him come to his side, and said angrily: "If Uncle Huang doesn't want to eat dumplings tonight, he can destroy them at will." ”
"Teach me the bag." Feng Moli said suddenly.
"What... What? ”
Feng Qingchen looked at him in disbelief, the dignified emperor actually wanted to learn to make dumplings. But seeing his rare excitement, he didn't stop it.
"Uncle Huang, then you take some flour out and put it like I did."
Feng Qingchen taught Feng Moli step by step.
"Okay, the noodles are reconciled, Uncle Huang, you help me wash the celery, and I will chop the meat."
As soon as Feng Qingchen said it, he secretly scolded in his heart: Feng Qingchen, he is the king of a country, it is ridiculous that you let him wash vegetables.
But he didn't expect Feng Mo to leave without saying a word, picked up the celery on the board, rolled up his sleeves, and washed it on the side.
Feng Qingchen paused and continued the work in his hands.
An hour later.
"Okay, Uncle Huang, you will be able to get out of the pot in a while." Feng Qingchen clapped his hands with relief.
Feng Moli looked into her eyes and said with a playful face: "Okay, then let's go take a bath together." ”
"Ahh Yes? The dumplings are still cooking. Feng Qingchen hurriedly said.
"It's okay, just ask the palace maid to come and watch." After speaking, he dragged Feng Qingchen out.