Zhao Shu ate her.

She wants to talk to Huiyuan alone today, wandering back and forth like a rabbit, just waiting for him to go.

But he didn't leave.

just to tease her, to see that she is in a hurry and helpless.

Zhao Shu had also reviewed his own bad taste, but now the wind is very light and the clouds are very light, he is in a good mood and wants to obey his heart for the time being.

So he propped his chin and looked at her delicate but completely embarrassed face for a long time.

Yun Dai noticed his expression and simply sat down.

"Lord Wang, don't joke with me."

"This king never jokes."

"I said the wound is healed, don't look at it."

"This king wants to see it."

"Don't give it!" Yun Dai roared.

It's a bit of a broken sound.

Yun Dai couldn't help but blush.

It's embarrassing to get home.

Zhao Shu smiled: "If you don't give it, you won't give it, what are you anxious about." ”

Yun Dai turned her face away to look at the red leaves all over the ground and ignored it.

Zhao Shu drank tea, put down the teacup, and shouted to the kitchen: "Great monk, come out." ”

Huiyuan sighed and ran out with a spatula, "Don't rush, it's like a ghost." ”

Zhao Shu lowered his chin at Yun Dai and said, "Do you know that the queen's craftsmanship is unparalleled in the world?" ”

Huiyuan looked at Yun Dai, his eyes lit up slightly: "I know, I know, the poor monk is fortunate to have tasted it twice, and it will never be forgotten." ”

Zhao Shu said: "She must have something to ask you for today, didn't you take the opportunity to ask for some benefits?" ”

Yun Dai: "......"

She really wanted to slap King Qin out now.

Huiyuan looked at Yun Dai with burning eyes: "I got two fat pigeons today, and I was afraid that they would not burn well and spoil such good ingredients." If the lady doesn't dislike the kitchen ......"

Yun Dai sneered: "Is this a small problem in the kitchen?" ”

Huiyuan looked at Zhao Shu.

Zhao Shu didn't speak, he was completely watching a good show.

He knew that she was looking for Huiyuan, although he didn't know what it was, but he could still take advantage of it.

Yun Dai thought of her purpose.

That kind of thing, Huiyuan is indeed unlikely to agree.

It's better to be kind to him.

"Okay, I'll cook pigeon soup." Yun Dai walked over.

Hui Yuan never expected such a good thing, and immediately handed over the spatula and folded his hands: "There is a labor almsgiving." ”

Yun Dai took the spatula and walked into the small kitchen.

It's cleaned up.

Yun Dai rolled up her sleeves and washed her hands before starting to cook the soup.

Zhao Shu walked to the door with his hands behind his back and looked at her back by the pot.

When she cooks, she is leisurely and elegant, with a quiet and tranquil beauty of years.

Zhao Shu looked at it for a while, his eyes swept over her exposed wrist.

Slender and smooth, but there is still a distinct red mark on the left wrist.

It was a flesh-cutting wound, even with Ouyang's good medicine, it still inevitably left a scar.

Zhao Shu frowned slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He didn't like it, so he went into the kitchen, took her spoon, and said, "Go out." ”

Yun Dai was busy, the spoon in her hand was taken away, and she looked at him in amazement: "What's wrong?" ”

Zhao Shu looked at the soup in the pot and said lightly: "This king is just joking with you, with your identity, cooking for a stinky monk, is he worthy." ”

Huiyuan's voice came in: "The poor monk has heard it." ”

Zhao Shu ignored him and said, "Get out." ”

Yun Dai had no choice but to exit the kitchen and return to the stone table in the courtyard.

Huiyuan is still wearing the gray robe, with a bare head and sleeves, except for his handsome appearance, he does not have the appearance of a high-ranking monk.