Nanfeng Zhan wrinkled her eyebrows to see her nervousness, then stepped back and put the white snake in her arms back into the urn, and fastened it with a wooden lid.

"What are you looking for this king?" Turning sideways, his eyes swept away, and he saw her little face that was spinning his mind, and he knew that she would not stay in the house and rest honestly.

Qing Zhuozhuo relieved himself from the panic, and instantly met his eyebrows again, "What kind of medicine is this medicine for Zhuozhuo!" Do you have to borrow meat? I only heard that some medicines have to be borrowed and spicy! But I haven't heard that people have to be stopped from eating meat! ”

The small mouth fell, and every sentence should be indignant.

He heard it very clearly now, and there was a little complaint in it! However, he was not in a hurry, but walked to the stone table and sat quietly, stretched out his hand and held the book in front of his eyes, waiting for her to tiptoe after her again.

Sure enough, it was exactly what he thought.

"Didn't the prince have anything to say to Zhuozhuo?" Either don't open your mouth, or choke to death! She really has nothing to look forward to!

"Sit!"

"Huh?" She didn't think he'd give her just one word.

Qing Zhuozhuo sat opposite him with his sleeves swinged, his red lips still tugging from time to time, because the resentment in his heart had not yet dissipated.

"Read it to the king!"

Suddenly, she saw him throw off the book, she didn't know what he meant, so she had to listen to what he said, lowered her eyes and whispered, "Being bitten by a cold snake, its blood mouth must be made of bitter juice ground from Tianshui Baishu as a medicine guide, add boiled heartgrass, and drink it for half a month to get rid of it?" However, if you drink this medicine, you must ban meat and use vegetarian food to nourish your body, otherwise it will not work! "The further you get to the back, the quieter it becomes. The light of his eyes also moved instantly, and he secretly looked at it.

"Do you understand?"

"......" Qing scorched and bit her lip unspeakably, it turned out that he was for the scar on her arm?

"If you're not afraid of the injury for a long time, go and relieve your cravings!"

Hearing this, he immediately shook his eyes, "Who said I was greedy!" I just, I don't quite understand! I just want to come and ask! ”

"Do you understand?"

"Ming—understood!" Don't dare to raise your eyes! Suddenly, I felt panic and my cheeks burned. I don't know if it's because I was preached by a certain king, or something else.

"That's good! It's okay, just go back and rest! ”

"Oh!" She wants to go! It's embarrassing at the moment, and I don't miss out when I get the opportunity. However, he suddenly felt unwell, and just turned around for a moment, he bent over.

"What's wrong?"

“…… I didn't eat early in the morning! Gastralgia! ”

Let's just say, she won't take good care of herself!

The south wind swirled for a moment, and did not fall into words. He just got up in the Qingzhu Pavilion where he had just sat and brought him the dim sum he had just eaten.

Qing Zhuo's eyes blinked, and he reached out to hers.

"Let's eat!"

“……”

"This was sent by the palace officials of Fengchen Palace early in the morning! It didn't last long, and it was still very soft! ”

She doesn't care if it's crispy or not, soft or not! I hope that in the future, a certain king will not be so moved by her?

Or don't do it! Or--it's really overwhelming!

"Lord Wang! This is a thing of the National Palace! ”

"Take it home and eat it!"

lowered his eyes, secretly pursed his lips, for fear that his unconcealable smile would be revealed on his face and he would be caught!

"Then I'll go back!" He took the saucer on the table into his arms, and raised his lips as soon as he turned around.

A certain king is always so inconsistent! Obviously cares about people, but he wants to show a proud look!

In the autumn year of the first year, the twenty-fifth month of the lunar month.

The half-moon hangs high, and the evening breeze blows.

Qing Zhuozhuo arrived in the kitchen of the backyard as promised, sneaking all the way and being very cautious, and instantly bumped into Uncle Zhang, who wanted to travel to the corridor, and hurriedly straightened up, showing a simple appearance.

"Uncle Zhang!"

"What is this for?"

Uncle Zhang looked his eyes up and down, and glared at her back and forth in an instant.

"I'm not afraid of being discovered by others!" Talking about it, I have no confidence! I think she's too restrained! A certain king in this big black sky must have gone to bed early!

There are also guarded guards, who have nothing to do to wander around in the back kitchen! Stand guard in your place!

"Uncle Zhang! Where are you going? Qing Zhuozhuo came back to his senses and asked again.

I saw Uncle Zhang sigh with his back hand, "Isn't this afraid that you will lose it?" ”

"I lost?" It's just that I've been waiting for a long time when it's dark! It all comes down to being too cautious!

"Everyone has been waiting for you for a while! Get on board! ”

Qing Zhuozhuo followed Uncle Zhang into the kitchen, and instantly saw a stream of black shadows swarming up.

"Miss Qing, you're here! We've been standing here for a while! I don't know what to do at all! ”

"That's it!"

"That's it!"

One by one, the response is very fast!

Qing Zhuozhuo then walked to the middle of everyone. Nodding politely for a moment, he lowered his head to look at the ingredients on the table.

"This Kunlun purple melon peels and slices! Fry in oil and add sugar! The mother's fruit will be cut and served directly tomorrow! Take the courgette and cut it off! Half scrambled eggs, half retained salad! Monk beans are boiled directly in the pot, remember to sprinkle salt! She assigned, until there was only a large bag of raisins left in her eyes, and she couldn't help but pinch her mouth.

Sweet! Raisins in ancient times were no worse than in modern times!

She was still thinking about what to do with the whole bag of raisins, when she heard footsteps falling outside the door!

Big night! Who's okay to run to the back kitchen?

"Chef Zhang! Are you busy in there? ”

"......" breathed up to his throat, and the raisins in his throat were almost not stuck in it. Qing Zhuozhuo instantly panicked, knowing that this voice came from-Nanfeng Zhan!

"The prince is here!"

Fast! Hurry up and find her a place to hide!

His eyes signaled to Uncle Zhang, and Uncle Zhang hurriedly glanced at the little third son!

The little third son was half a beat slower at this moment, and it wasn't until there was another knock outside the door that he panicked and said to Qing Zhuo.

The cupboard for storing flour wasn't big, but it was big enough for her skinny body to nest for a moment.

Uncle Zhang glanced at her, and turned to meet the prince in front of the door.

Seeing that Zhang Bolai opened the door, although it was a little slower, he didn't pay much attention to it. Immediately carried into the kitchen, and saw four or five minions standing side by side.

"Lord Wang! Why did you come to the back kitchen so late? ”

A certain king didn't reply to Uncle Zhang's question, but just twisted his eyebrows in confusion, "It's so late, what are you doing here?" ”

Uncle Zhang replied indifferently when he heard the voice, as if he had already thought of it, "Oh, tomorrow is the prince's birthday, and the minions are preparing the ingredients!" I'm also deliberating about what to cook! ”

"Birthdays are celebrated every year, and they don't need to be so grand! This king is different from other royal families! I've never liked this kind of lavish feast! ”

"Yes! The old slave understands! ”

"That's it! Let's go to rest early! ”

"Yes! Be! Uncle Zhang waved his arm and let the minions go out of the house first.

Nestled in the cupboard, a small crack to take a closer look. It was dim, except for a ray of moonlight on his face. A certain king holds his head high behind his back, showing pride! In fact, it's good to every minion around you!

"Lord Wang! What are you doing in the kitchen? Uncle Zhang asked again beside his master.

Qing Zhuozhuo raised his eyebrows and looked quietly, still thinking in his heart, isn't it a certain king whose stomach is empty, and he crawls out of bed in the middle of the night to find food?

"I'll give you this! Tomorrow, remember to put it in your burning diet! ”

"What is this?"