Yan Yunyi saw that she was so persistent about "finishing eating", she couldn't help but hook her lips again, and when she saw the little eunuch touch the basin and come in, she beckoned her: "Come and clean your hands." ”

"Okay." Wen Yi agreed, ran over to wash his hands, and deliberately emphasized, "You don't need cloth vegetables today, right?" ”

She didn't want to eat so stiffly.

Yan Yunyi cleaned his hands and ordered the eunuch to go down. He and Wen Yi sat at the table.

Wen Ling patted his head: "I forgot the love soup that the beauty gave you." ”

"Isn't this soup?" Yan Yunyi was speechless. Such a small thing, as for slapping your own head? knew that she was not smart enough, but with such a way of shooting, he had reason to wonder if this woman was making herself stupid.

"The craftsmanship of that beauty is very good." Wen Zhen emphasized seriously.

Yan Yunyi picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched a prawn for herself, and said while picking the shrimp shells: "How do you know that she made it herself?" ”

Wen Ling turned his head to look at him, as if he didn't expect him to pick up the shrimp shell: "It doesn't matter if you make it yourself or not, the key is that it's delicious." ”

Yan Yunyi said casually: "If you are not satisfied with these cooks, tomorrow the king will go to the palace to ask for an imperial chef to come back." ”

"The Imperial Chef can have whatever he wants?" Wen Ying glanced at him with some surprise. Seeing that he seemed to be a little disdainful of his question, he smiled awkwardly, picked up the chopsticks and ate directly.

Yan Yunyi watched Wen Ying not use chopsticks, but directly stretched his chopsticks into the dish, his eyes flashed, he also put down his chopsticks, picked up his chopsticks and ate them directly.

"Beauty Wang, this honey pork ribs taste good, you can taste it." Wen Yi ate several pieces in a row, and seeing that Yan Yunyi hadn't touched the dish, he hurriedly sandwiched a piece and put it in his bowl.

Yan Yunyi didn't like to eat sweet, so she still picked it up and ate it.

"How?" Wen Ling asked expectantly.

"It's kind of sweet." Yan Yunyi objectively evaluated.

Wen Cheng gave him another piece of yam with silk pulling. Yan Yunyi frowned, didn't speak, and picked it up and ate it.

Wen Yi looked at him curiously: "You don't like sweets?" Why did you eat it just now? ”

"Eating is just a stomach, there is nothing to like to eat." Yan Yunyi replied lightly.

Wen Yi pouted: "It's fun to deceive yourself so much? If you don't like it, you don't like it, if you like it, is it necessary to be so hard for yourself? Sometimes, I really don't understand you people. ”

Yan Yunyi glanced at her, didn't speak, and continued to bow her head to eat.

Wen Ling couldn't help it, and while throwing a peanut into his mouth, he tilted his head and looked at Yan Yunyi: "Beauty Prince, you eat so many dishes in one meal, is it really so that others can't judge what you like to eat, so that they can't harm you by eating?" ”

Yan Yunyi glanced up at her and continued to eat.

"Does that work? Knowing your preferences, you have a soft underbelly? Is there a way to deal with you? But if you don't know, they can't deal with you, right? Wen Ling continued to ask curiously.

"Naturally, there is." Yan Yunyi finally answered.

Wen Ying laughed: "Anyway, no matter what, they will have a way to deal with you, so why should you embarrass yourself?" Eat what you like, don't eat what you don't like, live a little more freely, isn't it more worthy of yourself? ”

Yan Yunyi's eyebrows stretched, and he raised his hand to pick up a crab roe bun and put it in Wen Ling's bowl.

Wen Yi immediately forgot to be a "bosom sister", thanked her happily, and buried herself in hardship.

Sure enough, it's the food that's more important.

After a while, the dish was basically bottomed out. Wen Cheng touched the little belly he was holding, and couldn't help but suggest: "Next time you put it on the plate, you can measure it a little less, and have more tricks." ”

Yan Yunyi was speechless: "Eating again?" ”

"No, it's my stomach that's too small." Wen Zhen will resolutely not admit it.

Yan Yunyi really couldn't hold back, and laughed lowly.

Wen Ling felt that she was being ridiculed, but would she care about this level of ridicule? Of course not, she definitely has the shameless idea of "not being ashamed but being proud".

"Let's go, go out for a walk, eat and take a nap." Yan Yunyi got up and walked out first.

Wen Yu hurriedly followed: "I don't need to take a nap." ”

Where can I sleep when I wake up so late in the morning?

"Then go and comb your hair." Yan Yunyi turned her head and saw her hair, and felt awkward again.

Wen Ling hurriedly agreed. A puff of smoke ran away.

She couldn't dangle in front of him like this anymore, this man was too turtle-haired. Isn't it just a hairstyle? It's worth it for him to emphasize over and over again.

As soon as she ran back to the dormitory, she saw the cuckoo and the peony and the mother-in-law in the embroidery room waiting for her.

"Girl, look at it, are you satisfied with this dress?"

Wen Cheng stepped forward to take a look, and he didn't know what the fabric was, it was soft and silky, and when he touched it lightly, the dark lines seemed to be flowing, which was very good-looking.

Peony picked it up with a smile, walked behind Wen Ling, and said in a respectful tone: "The slave waits for the girl to change her clothes." ”

Wen Yu was startled, and hurriedly waved his hand: "Sister Peony, don't scare me so much." Calling me a slave or a maid before me, are you going to torment me? ”

Peony smiled and patiently explained: "The master arranged for us to come over to serve you, what do you call a slave and a maid?" ”

"Not really." Wen Yi didn't know what Yan Yunyi meant, didn't she just not know how to comb her hair? As for bringing Peony and Cuckoo over to serve her? Is it to show that he attaches special importance to her as a target and to confuse the enemy?

"Okay, girl, try on the clothes first." Peony and Cuckoo smiled and helped Wen Cheng change her clothes.

"This dress has to look good with an ingot." Du Juan stepped forward with a smile and neatly helped Wen Yi comb her beautiful hair. When I wanted to find jewelry, I found that Wen Ling didn't have any jewelry here.

The cuckoo immediately turned and ran out, and after a while he rushed back sweaty, with a meal of peonies in his hand that was about to bloom.

Wen Ling subconsciously hid, unable to speak: "You don't want to plug such a big red flower on me, do you?" ”

It's scary!

"Isn't it pretty?" Cuckoo wondered.

Wen Yi smiled awkwardly, rolled his eyes, and then said with a serious face: "I can't wear a peony, haven't you heard of such a poem?" 'Only the peony is true to the country, and the flowers move the capital when they bloom. Only the noblest woman in a nation may wear it. What am I am? I can't wear it. ”

"But we've never heard that!" The cuckoo looked dazed, is there any such exquisiteness? Is she too lonely?

"Anyway, I can't wear it." Wen Cheng resolutely refused, leaving no room for maneuver.

"But, girl, you don't have jewelry, what should you do?" Du Juan looked at Wen Yu's bare hairstyle.

"I'll go find the beauty prince and ask for it." Wen Zhen said it rightly.

Use her as a shield, you can't do it without equipment. It was the face of his Jin prince who was lost. Therefore, Wen Yi has no psychological burden at all.

In the eyes of Cuckoo and Peony, Wen Yi ran away again.