With the blessing of Feng Xiying, a mahjong wind hung up in the harem.

Everyone used to love to fight when they were idle and had nothing to do, but now it's okay, everyone gets together to play mahjong when they have nothing to do, and the queen has a lot of comfortable life because of this, and she gave Feng Xiying a lot of rewards.

The emperor's birthday banquet is approaching, and Feng Xiying has been trying to cook recently.

Feng Xiying thought about the emperor's birthday, and her gift couldn't steal the limelight from the queen, but she couldn't lose the face of the Prime Minister's Mansion, so she decided to make a cake for the emperor to celebrate.

Without a modern oven and induction cooker, this cake would be a lot of fun.

Feng Xiying almost burned the kitchen several times, but finally managed to control the heat and make a good cake base.

But decorating is a problem, in the past, making cakes by myself was for my own family, and I couldn't make so many bells and whistles, but since it was for the emperor, it couldn't be too shabby.

Feng Xiying asked people to ask Nangong Shizi for help, after all, he is also a famous talent, and this little thing should not be difficult for him.

When Nangong Shizi arrived, Feng Xiying was beating cream with flour on her face, her face was full of seriousness, and she saw that the deer in Nangong Jun's heart was almost killed.

"Xiaoying, what are you doing here?" Nangong Jun approached with a smile and reached out to wipe the flour on her face.

Feng Xiying hurriedly dodged and rubbed two handfuls casually, "I'm making cream, I have to ask Shizi for a favor today." ”

Nangong Jun was disappointed when she saw her hiding, but when she thought about what she had, she always thought of herself as soon as she could, and she didn't care so much.

"How does Xiaoying want me to help?" Nangong Jun asked gently.

"I've heard that Shizi is a famous talent, so he should be very good at painting, right?" Feng Xiying asked while making cream.

"Shadow wants my paintings?" Nangong Jun was a little happy in his heart.

Feng Xiying put down the bowl in her hand, "It's okay, the prince will come with me." ”

After speaking, he led Nangong Jun to the courtyard.

When I arrived in the courtyard, I saw a long table with a huge six-story object on it.

Nangong Jun stepped forward curiously to check, "What is this?" ”

"The cake is what I borrowed from the recipe I came from the Western Regions." Feng Xiying said humbly.

After all, the cake was not invented by her, so it is really heartless to steal the name like this.

"I didn't expect Xiaoying to be so versatile and would make these exotic delicacies." Nangong Jun admired her even more.

Nangong Jun regretted a little, why didn't she find out that Feng Xiying was a treasure girl before?

"I'm not an original, I'm a stealer, and if I want to praise it, I can praise the person who came up with the production method." Feng Xiying hurriedly threw out the credit.

"Xiaoying is really modest, you can't do this if you are someone else, you are still smart." Nangong Jun said with a smile.

Feng Xiying didn't say anything about this anymore, but said: "I invited the prince here today to ask the prince to make a picture of this cake." ”

Nangong Jun was a little confused, does this mean that he wants to draw this thing?

"This..." Nangong Jun was in trouble.

"Nangong Shizi, don't worry, I don't monopolize this credit, this is a congratulatory gift for the emperor, and your name will be indispensable when the time comes." Feng Xiying thought that he was worried about being a coolie in vain, so he immediately spoke.

"I'm not worried about that, but I'll try it first. Then you send someone to bring the four treasures of the study. Although Nangong Jun was still confused, he could only draw and see first.

It is worthy of being particular about people, and it is necessary to make a draft first, which is really professional. Feng Xiying praised in her heart.

After a while, Qinghe took someone to arrange the things.

Nangong Jun looked at Feng Xiying, saw her looking at herself expectantly, turned her head to look at the cake, and then drew it.

After a while, he said, "Okay." ”

Feng Xiying hurriedly came over to look at it and said with a smile: "The son of the world is really powerful, he painted it so quickly." ”

Look down, what the hell is this?

There is a long table with a cake crust on it.

What does this mean? There is a painting in a painting?

"Is it okay for the prince... Explain this idea to me? Feng Xiying said euphemistically.

Nangong Jun was stunned for a moment, "Didn't you ask me to paint the cake Xiaoying?" Where is the idea? ”

Feng Xiying was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud.

Nangong Jun looked at her and laughed even more inexplicably, with a little embarrassment on her face: "Is it because I didn't draw well?" ”

Feng Xiying smiled while holding her stomach: "No, Shizi draws very well, it's just that Shizi misunderstood what I meant, I mean painting on the cake, not painting for the cake." ”

Nangong Jun finally understood what was going on, and couldn't help laughing, and the two of them looked at the painting on the table again and laughed even more happily.

"This king thought there was a stage here." King Yong's voice sounded suddenly, and the two immediately closed their mouths and turned their heads to look over.

King Yong lazily leaned against the beam, "Why don't you laugh?" This king bothered the two? ”

"King Yong is not going to accompany Princess Helian, what are you doing in my small place?" Feng Xiying glanced at King Yong, and he didn't have a good breath.

Feng Xiying is this jealous? King Yong suddenly felt a little happy.

"The princess is busy, and the king is bored to wander around." Although King Yong was happy, he couldn't admit it.

"Then the prince is in the wrong place, we are busy, please prince. Shizi, let's continue to draw. After Feng Xiying finished speaking, she turned her head and laid the paper again.

Nangong Jun saw Feng Xiying's attitude towards King Yong and felt that she was simply a VIP courtesy, and she couldn't help but feel happy in her heart, "Okay, what does Xiaoying have in mind?" ”

"What does the prince think of painting dragons and phoenixes? But it feels very difficult. Feng Xiying wrinkled her brows and said tangledly.

"Since it's a birthday, it's better to have a wishful meaning, what do you think?" Nangong Jun put forward his views.

"It's good, it's good, but in the end, you have to use ingredients to paint, and it's too complicated to be done." Feng Xiying raised concerns.

King Yong watched the two of them discuss hotly from behind, completely ignoring himself, and the evil fire in his heart rose again.

"If it is to congratulate the emperor on his birthday, I am afraid that it will not be enough to rely on the paintings of the prince of Nangong." King Yong spoke in the back, trying to brush up on his presence.

"Why don't we paint a variety of personal situations?" Feng Xiying ignored King Yong and proposed to Nangong Jun.

"This sounds interesting, let's talk about how people are in the world." Nangong Jun asked curiously.

King Yong's eyes were already spewing fire, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Are you transparent when you are the king??! ”

Feng Xiying turned her head in surprise after hearing this, and asked, "Oh, why is King Yong still here?" ”

King Yong looked at Feng Xiying's exaggerated expression and was almost so angry that he vomited blood, what do you mean that he is still here? Have you ever left?

"When it comes to painting, will this king be inferior to Nangong Shizi?" King Yong glanced at Nangong Jun and said.

"I only heard that the prince has a talent for business, but I don't know that the prince can also paint?" Nangong Jun replied with a smile.

"Do you want to compete?" King Yong shook his fan and walked in front of Nangong Jun and looked at him.

"That's exactly what I mean." Nangong Jun also looked back at King Yong and smiled.

Feng Xiying couldn't help but sigh, these two really didn't match.

"Let's make another appointment with you another day, the son of the world has been made by me today." Feng Xiying opened her mouth to interrupt the two.

Nangong Jun couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he heard this, "King Yong, let's compare another day, I have to accompany Xiaoying today." ”

What kind of bird talk is this? Can you hear me? Can you bear it?

King Yong didn't talk nonsense, he took a pen and walked to the cake and began to paint.

"My cake!!" Feng Xiying screamed when she saw his movements, and hurriedly went over to stop him.

Nangong Jun saw this posture and couldn't lose, so he picked up the other pen and followed.

As soon as Feng Xiying tore King Yong away, Nangong Jun changed the layer and began to paint: "Ahhhhhhhhh My cake! ”

Feng Xiying hurriedly ran to Nangong Jun, but as a result, he stumbled under his feet, and the whole person fell forward.

"Be careful!" King Yong and Nangong Jun shouted at the same time and ran towards Feng Xiying.

The three of them collided and fell to the ground one after another, the long table was skewed violently by the force, and the cake tilted in slow motion in Feng Xiying's eyes, and then fell to the ground.

With a loud bang, the courtyard was silent.

"Xiaoying, are you alright? I didn't mean to. Nangong Jun got up and hurriedly asked.

"This king is also kind-hearted, how do you know that this table is so unstable." King Yong sat up and said with an embarrassed face.

Feng Xiying's eyes stared straight at the cake that had been broken into slag, and she didn't speak.

"Xiaoying, don't be angry, I can help you make another one." Nangong Jun was a little flustered when she saw her like this, and hurriedly came out to save her.

"This thing was bought by this king, and I will ask the chef of Phoenix House to help you make one." King Yong stood up and said unjustifiably.

Feng Xiying took a deep breath, slowly stood up, lowered her head and said, "I'm not feeling well, please go back first." ”

"Xiaoying, don't be like this, I'll be worried." Nangong Jun looked at Feng Xiying worriedly.

"Since this king has done something wrong, he will not hide, what compensation do you want, just ask." King Yong added.

"Xiaoying, as long as you ask for it, you can do anything." Nangong Jun answered.

"Really?" Feng Xiying still lowered her head and asked.

"Of course." Nangong Jun and King Yong opened their mouths in unison.

Feng Xiying looked up at the two of them, her eyes were about to erupt with fire, she turned around and took two brushes over, "You guys! Stand still! ”

King Yong was unwilling, but he saw Nangong Jun standing up obediently, and he didn't want to lose his bearing, so he followed and stood over.

Feng Xiying raised the pen and started directly on the faces of the two.

King Yong put a fan on her hand and said, "What are you doing?" ”

Nangong Jun watched her pen come to her, and avoided it a little.

"Didn't you say that I would agree to all my requests? Is this a reversal? Feng Xiying swept the two of them and asked hatefully.

"Hmph, a gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase." King Yong removed the fan and said disdainfully, and Nangong Jun followed and nodded.

"Then stand still." Feng Xiying ordered.

The two of them could only endure and not move, Feng Xiying drew directly on their faces, and after a while, he lost his pen, and turned around angrily: "It's flat!" ”

Nangong Jun and King Yong couldn't help but smile when they glanced at each other, and after laughing for a while, they thought that they wouldn't be much better, so they hurriedly looked for a basin of water to see, and then the two were petrified on the spot.

King Yong washed his face with water, and when he came out, Feng Xiying had already left, and left angrily with a wave of his sleeves.

Nangong Jun didn't wash it off immediately, and looked at the basin again.

King Yong's turtle is really ugly, his little tiger is still cute, and Xiaoying really didn't be cruel to himself.

Mei Zizi looked at it for a while, and when the ink was almost dry, Nangong Jun washed her face and hummed a little song and left.