Indeed, today's right minister is probably like being in a pot of oil, scratching his heart and liver.

Take a green onion, wash it and cut it into sections.

"Chen Liangzhou, who reported the news, was very green, chopped and mixed with ginger, and the green onion and ginger were really spicy."

If it weren't for Chen Liangzhou sending a small servant to inform Wang San of the news of his attack, how could Wang Lao Fox react so quickly? Now he bows his head and admits his mistakes, which is known all over the capital, but it has brought him even more trouble.

There are many protégés in the Wang family, and she must not easily abolish her appearance, let alone release the news that she was imprisoned under Wang Yao for three days.

That's the prestige, that's the big thing about her reputation. You can't be sloppy.

The oil is hot, the green onion and ginger are stir-fried, and the color gradually changes.

Zhao Xiangling clapped his hands, and the bandages made a muffled sound when they were put together: "Since they are very spicy together, tell them to go to the pot and roll together." ”

Add the meat, burn until the oil comes out, pour the wine, and add the sauce.

Zhao Xiangling said: "There is a way for the minister to stew in a pot, the south has no taste, fry it on high heat, and the right minister does not hide treachery." ”

Since they are mixed together, let them enjoy the calm before the storm, and the residual heat after the iron pot is hot.

Squinting, Xiang Zero looked at the pot, each piece of meat was dyed with an even sauce color, and smacked his lips: "Get out of the pot, I will taste it first"

Holding down her head and blocking her movements, Li Ruiqing poured hot water into the pot, blocking the emperor who was about to run over.

"Stir-fry and boil in water to get the flavor." Li Ruiqing pulled her to sit down, "Your Majesty, you should have to wait for half an hour." ”

Zhao Xiangling was frustrated, put down his hand that wanted to hold the chopsticks, and helped Li Ruiqing to sit down dishonestly: "Yes, or I won't go to the court tomorrow." ”

Speaking of which, she just wanted to put it off for another day.

Li Ruiqing sighed. Since Zhao Xiangling came back, he has almost hung on himself, and he has a good sitting posture, so that Zhao Xiangling is clean and clean.

Helpless, his hand still consciously supported Zhao Xiangling's back. It was impossible to sit on her knees, and a certain delicate emperor pointed out that she only sat on human cushions.

And he, coincidentally or not, was the human cushion she had specified.

Raising his head, Zhao Xiangling took a bite on Li Ruiqing's jaw, and Li Ruiqing was so shocked that he turned his head to look at the celadon and did not move for a long time.

Now there is only Celadon with him, and the rest have been driven out.

Where did the celadon peel into grapes under the coercion of Zuo Xiang's gaze, he hurriedly wiped his hands to find an excuse, and hurriedly went out of the hall.

Looking at a certain guy who was restlessly touching around in his arms, Li Ruiqing grabbed her hand and said helplessly: "People are gone, what do you want to say to me?" ”

"Ruiqing, when I am the emperor"

"Huh?" Li Ruiqing wiped Zhao Xiangling's lips with his fingertips to show threat. The queen or something, if you mention it again, you will be ready to seal it.

Seeing through his thoughts, Zhao Xiangling laughed twice and said in a low voice: "Recently, there have been a lot of eyes in the palace, when will you poke it with me?" ”

Since they learned that Li Ruiqing 'coerced the Son of Heaven to order the ministers,' some people couldn't sit still at all. The situation in the palace today is more complicated than before.

"Your Majesty seems to have been quite diligent lately." Li Ruiqing said slowly. He looked down at Zhao Xiangling's smile, and frowned when he saw a faint red mark on her neck.

It was the wound that was torn off by the noose last time, and after the scab peeled off, it became what it is now. And the tooth mark that had healed.

Tooth marks.

There was anger in his eyes. If he hadn't taken care of the overall situation, he should have gone and taken down the whole of Wang Yao's teeth.

"Boom." Zhao Xiangling raised his face, "I am lonely and miserable, and the only one who came to me dislikes being a national teacher too hard, so he actually wants to abandon me and sleep alone."

Li Ruiqing leaned close to her face and lowered his voice: "If you say more, I will"

"So?" Zhao Xiangling was not afraid of him approaching at all, but pursed his lips and leaned on his warm lips.

His eyes scattered, and Li Ruiqing leaned down slightly and sealed his lips. He put his bracelet behind Zhao Xiangling's back, pressed it against the soft blanket, and removed her hair and hairpin.

The green silk is like a waterfall, and it falls full of hands.

Zhao Xiangling pinched his waist with both hands, bent his waist obediently, and stuck it to the ground.

His eyes flickered, Li Ruiqing tapped twice behind Zhao Xiangling's back, and Zhao Xiangling nodded knowingly, pinching the right time.

When he was tender and sweet, he started to kill people, Li Ruiqing suddenly got up, pulled Zhao Xiangling, brought a gust of wind, and the golden hairpin and crushed ring on his head came out together, and he broke the house in two opposite directions.

Suddenly there was a light on the roof, and the broken tiles fell with a pop, and then several wails rang out at the same time, and blood dripped from the light.

"Quiet, the left is smart." Zhao Xiangling flicked his hand and dropped a body of jade shavings.

"Hide from the sky and the sea, Your Majesty is wonderful." Li Ruiqing straightened out Zhao Xiang's loose hair, and turned his head to see if the water in his pot was boiled dry.

It turned out that the two had already noticed that there were people in the temple, and they discussed when to pinch off these eyes, and they were not allowed to tell them to go out.

The palace is all first-class good hands, it is not difficult to kill, but it is very difficult to kill quietly.

Zhao Xiangling wanted to ask Li Ruiqing to open the celadon, and waited for the opportunity to make a move, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, to beat them up.

Although it seems simple, it requires the most tacit cooperation between the two, getting up early and getting up late, shooting a little faster and a little slower, all of which may be wasted.

Asked Qingyun to clean up the mess and repair the roof by the way, Zhao Xiangling ran to Li Ruiqing's side and touched the pot: "Ruiqing Ruiqing, I'll see if there is anything I can help you." ”

Seeing her reach out to steal meat and throw it into her mouth, Li Ruiqing couldn't help but disdain: "Help me? You're here to see what's there to eat, right? ”

Zhao Xiangling was not ashamed: "I'm helping you taste salty, Ruiqing, add salt." ”

After speaking, he grabbed the small jar of salt and turned it over.

Li Ruiqing couldn't stop it, looked at the fine white refined salt and poured a jar, and sighed deeply. He scooped out what he could, turned his head, and looked for anything else to add to remedy.

With the intervention of His Majesty the Noble Southern Kingdom, the originally small plate of rabbit meat became a chowder. Potato chips, mushroom chips, everything that can absorb salt is added in one go.

Zhao Xiangling held the bowl, bit his chopsticks and looked at a large pot of vegetables, a little hesitant. She pointed to the vegetable bowl and said suspiciously, "Eat this?" ”

Li Ruiqing nodded. It was probably his biggest failure ever. Actually, it wasn't a failure.

"Why don't we recook a pot?" Zhao Xiangling bit his chopsticks and was reluctant to move. She saw the green leaves inside.

"Shame on waste." Li Ruiqing replied.

Zhao Xiangling bit his tongue. She suddenly found that no matter what the circumstances, Li Ruiqing would not re-cook a pot.

Even if he added more salt this time, he only thought about adding vegetables.

After thinking about it, I had the answer. poked Li Ruiqing's waist, Zhao Xiangling said secretly: "Are you too lazy to move?" ”

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