Chu Xiaohou realized that he had said the wrong thing, and timidly followed behind Miss Qin Fubiao, wagging his tail flatteringly.

"I'll change it, Qin An, huh?"

Miss Qin Fubiao looked back, glared at him, spit out cold words, and warned: "Little Marquis Chu." ”

Chu Yu grinned: "Miss Yan, Miss Yan." ”

After walking a few steps, Chu Yu added: "Is it really not possible to call names?" ”

Miss Qin Fubiao ignored him.

Onlookers: ......

Maybe there is no fate, it all depends on Houfu Yuan.

If it weren't for the little marquis, which girl would put up with him!

The person in charge of Deshou Lou ate the melon, went upstairs, and remitted a report.

"I see."

Luo Qiqing asked the person in charge to step down.

Yan Qin'an doesn't like Chu Yu?

Luo Qiqing's eyes flickered.

So who does she want to marry, the prince?

Opposite the ring is a teahouse.

When the dishes were not served, the prince stayed in the teahouse.

And the private room in the teahouse is not allowed to enter unless the powerful are at this time.

Chu Yu leaned on the railing, slanting at the crowd downstairs.

In the room, the girl quietly makes tea.

Chu Yu blinked.

The aroma of tea permeates the room.

Chu Yu stepped into the straw mat and came over.

"Shall we make a bet?"

Lin Qingyin's eyebrows didn't move: "What are you betting on?" ”

The hot and humid breath suddenly clinged to his face, and Lin Qingyin dodged back, looking at Chu Yu who was smiling coldly.

Chu Yu leaned forward and sat on the straw mat with his back straight: "Bet on which one will win, and those who lose the bet..." ”

"Don't bet."

"Are you scared?"

Lin Qingyin reached out and took the clip to hook the small fire.

Chu Yu spoke first: "Yuntian Jusheng." ”

Lin Qingyin smiled: ......

Lie down.

Time passed gradually, and in the back kitchen, the chefs of Deshou Lou and Yun Tianju slowed down.

"Let's bring the food over."

Luo Qiqing commanded.

"It's Deokshou Building! Deshou Lou made it first! ”

The chef of Deokshou House is holding the dishes he has made, and there are small servants around him.

The lid opens to reveal a cup of fish soup.

The sauerkraut floats in the soup noodles, the fish is snow-white, and the sour and spicy aroma captures everyone's heart with the wind.

The prince first took a sip of the soup, and suddenly felt that he was full of words.

Eat fish again, it is soft and smooth, sour and refreshing.

The onlookers all saw the prince's eyes light up.

Even the prince who eats all the delicacies of the mountains and seas looks like this!

This dish at Nadeokshou House must be extraordinary!

"Cloud Sky Residence! The dishes of Yuntianju have arrived! ”

The crowd of onlookers swallowed and made a way.

Deshou Building, or Yuntianju, which is better?

The onlookers looked forward to it with twelve points of anticipation, watching Yuntianju's dishes gradually reveal its appearance.

But when they saw the dishes clearly, they just fried them.

"What is this Yuntianju?"

Yuntian Jubi fake game?

How do you compete with the dishes you came out before?

In the private room, Lin Qingyin took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Little Marquis, you lost." ”

Chu Yu glanced at Lin Qingyin.

Very good.

Chu Yu smiled suddenly: "It's not a loss, at least this little marquis got an answer." ”

Yun Tianju has a great relationship with Yan Qin'an.

"Well, I'm willing to lose the bet."

Lin Qingyin drank tea again.

Chu Yu stood up.

Lie down.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Lin Qingyin, slightly doting: "Wait for me here, I'll go see Youzhi and the prince." ”

Xiao Youzhi, who was next door, heard the sound of the door opening.

"I lost!"

Chu Yu muttered as soon as he came in, Xiao Youzhi couldn't understand what he was doing.

"Ah Yu, the prince has decided to let me help in this case."

Let Xiao Youzhi help, to a certain extent, on behalf of Chu Yu can also intervene.

"The prince's handle is not easy to grasp." Xiao Youzhi reminded.