The next day, the Marquis of Wynne's Mansion.

"What? Zhao Qingyan went to participate in the cooking competition? Xiao Lan looked at Wen Qiao, who had no waves, in astonishment, but was stunned for a moment, and then returned to her former cynical expression, this girl can always make people unexpected.

Wen Qiao stared at Xiao Lan, and the corners of her mouth lifted lightly: "Her cooking skills are so weird, but the taste is wonderful." ”

"Come with me to the Imperial Dining Room." Thinking of the texture of her self-created cream cake, Wen Qiao's taste buds are ready to move.

When Xiao Lan heard this, he smiled, revealing a look that I understand, if it weren't for Zhao Qingyan, how could he, a busy man, go to the imperial dining room when he has nothing to do. Wen Qiao's eyes deepened, he wrinkled the pair of sword eyebrows that were intoxicating, and looked at him fixedly, but he didn't speak.

"I ...... I'm not ......" Xiao Lan was stared at by him, and a small drum suddenly played in her heart, speechless and choked! Did he mean wrong? Isn't it Wen Qiao really what's important?

"Mr. Yu, the chef of the imperial dining room, was kind to me when I was a child, and it was natural for me to visit."

Xiao Lan imperceptibly concealed her chuckle, this excuse ......

It is called "Visiting Mr. Jade". Xiao Lan has become a brother since he was a child, how can Mr. Yu not know that he is kind?

In front of the imperial dining room, a breeze rose, and the maple leaves were blown off, slowly falling in front of Wen Qiao, who was strolling over, "You can rest here for a while, and I can go alone." ”

When Xiao Lan heard this, three black lines suddenly rose on her forehead, calling herself over, but blocking herself from the door, what is the reason? Thinking so in his heart, he said to the little guy in front of the door, "Go and report it, say Huai'en Houfu, Wen Qiao, come to visit." ”

"I don't know if the prince has arrived, and the old minister has missed the distance." When Mr. Yu saw Wen Qiao coming, he hurriedly lifted his shirt and bent down to salute.

"Mr. Yu doesn't have to be polite." Seeing this, Wen Qiao became accustomed to it, and then turned to Xiao Lan, "You are free, I will come when I go." ”

On the other side, next to the pool, the clear water is full of feet, and the occasional breeze blows, which is intoxicating.

In the dining room, Wen Qiao twisted the refreshments carefully prepared by Mr. Yu, and looked at the beautiful scenery, which was only pleasing to the eye.

He picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a column of people walking along the path outside the window, among them there was a different one, dressed in a white gown, with her soft hair coiled up by the crown of her head, she was clearly a graceful girl, but she dressed herself as a man, giving people a kind of sassy appearance of a child of the rivers and lakes, and that figure was undoubtedly Zhao Qingyan.

Xiao Lan, who was bored, kicked the pebbles under his feet, and when he saw Zhao Qingyan and a group of people coming, he hurriedly went up and intercepted Zhao Qingyan, and played with the wrench in his hand.

"I'm preparing for a cooking competition, why did you stop me so attentively? Do you want to rob money or sex? I don't have any money, can't you do it, do you want to rob sex? ”

Xiao Lan sneered, "You little girl, how can you be here?" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Qingyan pursed his lips disdainfully, "I thought you didn't have a lot of brains, but now it seems that you can't even use your ears, didn't you hear me just say that you were preparing for a cooking competition?" If you are not here, where will you be? ”

Due to the sudden turn of his head, the ink-colored hair flew and happened to blow on the face of Xiao Lan, who was smiling, Zhao Qingyan pretended to cough casually, and opened his eyes unnaturally.

But I was muttering in my heart, what? These ancients are all simple.

"Ahem." Xiao Lan coughed dryly twice and sneered, "So, isn't this the place where you and the other contestants live?" ”

Zhao Qingyan glanced at him, isn't this nonsense, "Otherwise, what do you think?" "The two of you have a word, I have a word, and they talk very happily. Zhao Qingyan's smile is as playful and beautiful as a flower, Xiao Lan's stupid appearance of being both cynical and stupid like a scholar, if it weren't for Zhao Qingyan knowing that he was deep in ancient times, otherwise he would have to laugh.

Looking at Xiao Lan's slightly pale face, only then did he remember that he had been injured a few days ago, Zhao Qingyan frowned slightly, and asked with concern, "How?" Why is your face a little pale? Didn't the wound crack a few days ago? ”

Xiao Lan looked up at the sky, and then confined herself to contemplation, for a long time, holding her chest and pretending, "My injury is quite serious, and it will take you and me to linger for seven hundred and forty-nine days before it can heal." ”

"Get out!" Zhao Qingyan roared, "Anyway, he is also the son of the official eunuch, how can he be so romantic!" Zhao Qingyan snorted coldly and was silent for a long time

Xiao Lan's eyes flashed a hint of banter, "Don't worry, little lady, it's just a joke." O God! was inexplicably thrown here by Wen Qiao, and now you have to be disgusted, why are you so unfair to me! ”

"Poof" laughed, breaking the dilemma between the two, "You just said, Wen Qiao is also here?" Then he thought about it again, Wen Qiao, as the prince of Huai'en Houfu and the younger brother of the current crown princess, is not surprising to come here.

It's just that Zhao Qingyan is a little worried, whether Wen Qiao will be involved in the battle for succession because of this, as a fan sister of the palace fighting drama, there are even more changes in the Xuanmen, and the nine sons take the heir as a reference, so that Zhao Qingyan knows the tricks and scheming, and if he is not careful, he will lose all the games.

Although she was forced to marry into the Wynne Houfu, she did not want to be a widow in the prime of her youth.

Looking at Zhao Qingyan's preoccupied appearance, Xiao Lan playfully mocked, "Why is it suddenly silent? Are you worried about making a fool of yourself in this cooking competition? Why don't I do it for you? ”

Zhao Qingyan heard this, coughed lightly, and dared to do this, how can this cooking competition be equivalent to the national examination, if you are caught cheating, it will be terrible.

In the dining room, Wen Qiao leaned on the mahogany openwork chair casually, "Don't hide it from Mr. Yu, I came here this time to ...... for one person."

In a moment, a cup of tea was handed to the table, the white porcelain was round, the tea soup was as amber in color, and the mist was thick. The smile on the corner of his lips deepened, and at this time, there seemed to be some real thirst in his throat, and he picked up the teacup and took a sip in an elegant posture.

In the middle of the night, Wen Qiao patted the dust on the corner of his clothes, walked out, looked at Zhao Qingyan, who was standing on the side, pursing his lips, his eyes were rolling, and he smiled.

At this time, Zhao Qingyan stood under the eaves, letting the breeze caress the tips of her hair, looking at Zhao Qingyan who was dressed as a man, Wen Qiao's low smile was undisguised, for some reason, in the dark, Wen Qiao always felt that Zhao Qingyan would become famous.

Zhao Qingyan felt Wen Qiao's gaze, and his clean and beautiful eyes were also looking at Wen Qiao, nodding his head, no matter what, they are also husband and wife now.

Mr. Yu also came out with Wen Qiao, walked towards Zhao Qingyan in one step and two steps, and made a gesture of please to show her the way.

Go back to your room, dive into the recipes, and make the necessary preparations for tomorrow's competition.

It was night, and the stars were shining brightly, intertwined with the moonlight, projected on the streets and alleys.

The next day, Zhao Qingyan and the other contestants came to the imperial dining room, because of Xiao Lan's relationship yesterday, the other contestants did not come over to make trouble again, and Zhao Qingyan was also happy.

A crowd of people, ready to eat, waiting for the game.