Chapter Eighty-Eight: This Meal Is a Little Spicy

I don't know how long it has been-

"Miss, the master is back." When Hanyue came in, what she saw was Murong Zhi standing in the room, motionless looking out of the window.

"Huh? There's nothing out there? Han Yue looked towards Murong Zhi's gaze and found that there was nothing abnormal.

"Alright, Daddy is back?" After Murong Zhi calmed his restlessness, he walked out the door.

"Well, the master is back, but," Han Yue paused for a moment and said suspiciously: "The second miss didn't come back." ”

"Murong Xuan? What's going on? Murong Zhi stopped and asked Han Yue.

"When I first arrived, the master and the second lady went to the temple, but now only the master has returned." Hanyue was puzzled: "It is said that the second miss wants to worship the Buddha in the temple for a few days, but I don't think this is like the style of the second miss!" ”

"Then, now Murong Xuan is staying alone in the temple?" What the hell are these two doing?

"Well, and even Xue Yan didn't follow." Hanyue affirmed.

What the hell is Daddy doing? Even if he didn't like Murong Xuan, it was impossible to sell Murong Xuan, besides, if a person like Murong Xuan was so big, how could he sell it? My dad is not a human trafficker......

"Forget it, let's go to Shouping Yuan first." It's better to ask here.

Changqing Palace, the inner hall.

In the huge palace, only Honeysuckle stood beside the Queen Mother and whispered something. I don't know what I heard, the Queen Mother's pupils shrank suddenly, and her body shook a few times in shock.

"The Queen Mother!" Honeysuckle immediately helped the shaking queen mother.

"Really?" The Queen Mother looked at Honeysuckle in disbelief.

"Seriously, Xia Xu's news can't be wrong." Honeysuckle said helplessly: "You sit down and drink tea first." ”

"The mourning family can't go to the emperor now, and they can't save the Murong family......" The queen mother supported her forehead with her hand, closed her eyes in pain, and muttered: "How can the mourning family be worthy of the heart......"

"Niangniang......" Honeysuckle looked at the queen mother, who had always been calm and dignified, and now she looked like this, and she didn't know where to start with her words of comfort.

In Shouping Garden, Murong Zhi looked at Murong Jin with questioning eyes, hoping that he could give him an answer. However, his father just drank tea calmly.

"Daddy!" Murong Zhi said coquettishly: "Just tell me, what happened?" Why didn't Murong Xuan go back to the house with you? ”

"Didn't I say that she just wanted to stay in the temple for a few days and feel the luster of the Buddha."

"Dad, do you think I'll believe it?" Murong Zhi rolled her eyes.

"For so many years, Dad has always felt sorry for you, not by your side, although Dad doesn't know how you have come over the years, but Dad can guess how much Xuan'er has attitude towards you, Dad thinks Xuan'er should reflect on herself." Murong Jin said slowly.

But my heart is bitter: it would be great if my father could accompany you more! Zhi'er, my father is sorry for you, and I'm sorry for your mother...... But Xuan'er is innocent, and her father doesn't want to have too many regrets.

Dad has killed countless people in his life, and I hope that what I am doing now can accumulate some virtue for you, even if Dad goes to hell and is burned.

"Hey, okay, Dad, don't you think you're with me now?" Murong Zhi felt that she was a little sensitive, that Murong Xuan was her father's biological daughter after all, what could she do?

"By the way, Zhi'er, dad remembers that you have a friend named Ye ......"

"It's called Ye Feiyan!"

"Yes, that's her. Why don't we visit her tomorrow? Last time you were injured, it seems that she saved it, and Dad has to thank her for not. ”

"That's not a coincidence." Murong Zhi propped her head and said dejectedly: "I asked Hanyue to send something to Ah Yan that day, but Ah Yan's father said that Ah Yan went out to travel...... Hmph, don't even say a word to me, really. ”

"Traveling?" Murong Jin comforted: "Maybe there is something unexpected in the family?" Don't worry about it so much. ”

"I'm worried about her too!" Murong Zhi felt very uncomfortable when she thought of Ye Feiyan's heartlessness, and she must beat her with a small fist the next time they meet.

"......" Murong Jin touched Murong Zhi's head with a complicated expression, and said expectantly: "Zhi'er, why don't you come and cook it for your father today?" ”

"Okay!" Only then did Murong Zhi remember that she didn't seem to have cooked for her father? "But, Daddy, you must be sure that I will eat what I make!"

"That's a must."

It's better to act than to be excited, just do it!

Murong Zhi tied her apron in a hurry, and after tying up her hair, she walked towards the kitchen with a posture that was sluggish and easy to be cold.

Murong Zhi drove all the cooks out when he entered the kitchen, leaving only one person to make a fire, because whether it was preparing or cooking, Murong Zhi wanted to do it by himself.

Well, then come to a pot of meat, an ant on the tree, a fried potato, and a radish soup. Three dishes and one soup, very nice!

......

Two hours later, Murong Jin waited on the table until summer turned into winter, and winter was almost spring-

"Serve!"

Murong Zhi was followed by four maidservants, each holding a dish in their hands, and first circled around Murong Jin.

"Dangdang, first of all, dear father, let me introduce you to these dishes." After Murong Zhi made a Western-style bend, she raised her head to look at Murong Jin.

How many layers of ash are there on the face of "......"? Murong Jin's eyebrows jumped.

"First of all, this is back to the pot meat, it is a very delicious dish, fat but not greasy, and the entrance is ......"

Murong Jin looked down and swallowed his saliva in horror: This, fat but not greasy, fat ...... Such a thick fat but not greasy? Is that ripe?

"This diner, please don't worry, come, the next dish." Murong Zhi said solemnly: "This is called an ant on the tree, you look at its shape and color......

Ant...... Up the tree? It's a novel name, but what's more bizarre is that this one is a black lump that seems to be mushy, uh, a dish.

......

"Here, please see the last soup. Radish soup, nourishing and healthy, with an endless aftertaste......"

Hehehehehehe...... Are you sure this soup is not plain water?

Hey, what you say is spilled water! Murong Jin has to eat today, and he has to eat if he doesn't eat!

"Haha, not bad, yes. It's hard work, come on, come on, sit down and eat together. “

"Wow, wow, wow!" Murong Zhi sat down unceremoniously and sandwiched a piece of back pot meat for his father, "Come, dad, taste it." ”

"Hmm......" Murong Jin looked at the bowl of meat, uh, after returning to the pot meat, he didn't hesitate to give Murong Zhi a slice of it, "You can taste it too." ”

"Thank you, Dad." Murong Zhi looked at her results and put them in her mouth very happily, but to Murong Jin's surprise-

"It's delicious! Daddy, eat it. Murong Zhi said with heartfelt emotion. Sure enough, I'm so good, even though I've never cooked before, I can't imagine that it tastes so good when I cook it.

"Huh?" Murong Jin looked at the pot meat in the bowl and put the letter into his mouth suspiciously.

"Whew-" Murong Jin took a deep breath: can't spit out, can't spit out, what Zhi'er did, can't spit out.....

"Daddy? Don't be so impressed, right? Murong Zhi looked at his father's expression that was about to cry and comforted.

"I ......"

"Sir! Master! Before Murong Jin could speak, he was interrupted by Steward He.

"Uncle He, what's wrong?" Murong Zhi put down her chopsticks and looked at the panicked Steward He and wondered.

"Miss, are you there too?" Steward He wanted to speak and stopped.

"If you have something to say, why bother to talk about it?" Murong Jin said unhappily.

"Master, Aunt Honeysuckle next to the Queen Mother came to pick up the young lady into the palace, and she is now waiting in the front hall."

"The Queen Mother? Did you say you were looking for me something? "Nothing happened during this time, why did the Queen Mother look for me again?

"Aunt Honeysuckle said, Miss will know when she goes."

Murong Zhi looked at the results of this table full of results, frowned and said:

"Uncle He, you go and tell Aunt Honeysuckle, just say that I am not feeling well, and I will ..... tomorrow"

"Zhi'er, since the Queen Mother has sent Aunt Honeysuckle here, you can go, so as not to save her old man's face." Murong Jin smiled bitterly.

"But, these dishes ......"

"Don't worry, Daddy will finish eating." Murong Jin smiled at Murong Zhi, "Besides, you can still do it for your father in the future!" Go quickly, don't keep the Queen Mother waiting for a long time, remember to help your father say hello to the Queen Mother by the way. ”

"Well, okay then." Murong Zhi thought for a while and said with a smile: "Daddy, you must finish eating." I'll cook you another dish next time! ”

"Well, then there you go."

Murong Jin watched Murong Zhi walk out of Shouping Garden until Murong Zhi's figure disappeared.....

Zhi'er, I'm afraid my dad won't be able to eat the food you cook in the future. Don't blame Dad, in the future, you have to be good.....

Murong Jin retracted his greed, reluctance, and helplessness...... Complicated eyes, gulping down the black meal on the table—