Chapter Thirty-Eight: Locked Foodhouse

Le Yuxuan followed Xu Han to the small kitchen next to the imperial dining room, and she waved her hand to let Xu Han and the three people behind her leave, leaving Yufeng alone.

She watched the three of them bow their heads in frustration and leave, and Cuomo turned back three times at a time, his eyes longing for him to stay and help. And she helped the four of them today to cross the line and really carry it with the third princess.

What's more, today's bumps in the four of them are all suggestive points for their problems, if she can't realize her points, no amount of explanation she has made will be in vain.

The road to cooking is lonely and happy, lonely in the face of the bottleneck period of cooking, happy to see the satisfaction of diners, this is why the owner of the body has always insisted on the truth - Bai Yi believes that food can cure everything, and Le Yuxuan believes that food can bring her luck.

"Girl! If it's okay, Yufeng will wait for you at the door! Yufeng looked at Le Xuan's concentrated appearance and nodded slightly, the dim light sprinkled on her fair face, Yufeng couldn't help but be distracted by her countenance.

Le Yuyu shook his head, licked his lips, and refused: "Yufeng, you will be over there with the prince!" I can handle the affairs here myself, not to mention that the prince's side needs you to guard it even more, after all, danger will appear unconsciously......"

Le Yuxuan stepped on the first step of the small kitchen, glanced back at Yufeng, who was motionless, waved his hand and said indifferently: "I'll be fine!" It seems that the prince has the heart to protect me, and it will make His Majesty and Niangniang trouble the prince......"

Yu Feng looked at Le Xuan embarrassedly, his lips couldn't help pursing, and he finally nodded after thinking for a long time, "Miss Yu, you must be safe!" ”

Le Yu Feng's dissatisfied eyes pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes with a smile, "You don't remember...... No one can get the benefit from me? ”

Yufeng couldn't help but think of the two princes and Yao Jinxin, who had suffered land losses in the hands of Le Xuan, and they were really dumb people who ate Coptis chinensis - they couldn't tell if they had bitterness.

She walked into the small kitchen without looking back. Le Xuanyu glanced around the small kitchen—a simple and clean stove and utensils, and a small well within five meters of the stove was not like a large tank in the imperial dining room.

She squinted slightly, put the dot in her hand on the table, and silently walked around to light the palace lamp in the small kitchen.

Suddenly, the room became dazzling from a faint light, the burning wick ignited wisps of white smoke, and her shadow was hit on the ground with thanks, but she did not feel that the well in the house was deep and terrifying, but bravely walked to the small well, put the palace lamp in her hand on the side of the well, and threw the small wooden barrel by the well into the well without hesitation.

"Smack-"

There was a splash in the well, and she pumped the small wooden bucket up the straw rope, and the crystal clear water reflected her dark shadow. Suddenly, she sniffed hard, and without saying a word, she took the small wooden barrel aside, leaned against the palace lamp, and looked at the few pieces of moss and sand floating at the bottom of the small wooden barrel, she couldn't help frowning, and scooped up a small sip of water with her hand.

The mouth is sweet, but the smell of moss and the faint smell of water in the later stage makes her brows wrinkle into twists, her clear eyes brighten, and her eyelashes flutter slightly, as if the air is still.

She hurried to the bottom of the stove, and dug up the leftover charcoal from the stove with iron tongs, and the black ash of the grass and wood was dusty under her tinkering, and she covered her nostrils, and walked to the other stove with a calm face to find what she needed.

A moment later, she took the iron tongs and picked up a black object from the last stove, and the bright palace lamp reflected a different light on the unburned charcoal, revealing a magical brilliance like metal like modern Ugin.

Satisfied, she wrapped the hard-won piece of charcoal in a white cloth. Then she rolled up her sleeves and fetched water from the well, filling the small jar in the kitchenette.

Then she threw the charcoal into the small jar. The white cloth wrapped in charcoal "gurgling" bubbles, which basically exerts the super adsorption effect of wood activated carbon. At this time, she even rekindled the stove in the small kitchen and boiled boiling water for cooking.

Le Yuyu patted her apron, wiped the bangs on her forehead, and looked at the cold, quiet, and dark kitchen just now.

At this moment, it became a bright, warm, and comfortable kitchen, she raised the corners of her mouth with satisfaction, clapped her hands, and softly encouraged herself: "Le Xuan, don't be cowardly!" Keep up the ......"

She exhaled slightly, walked out of the kitchen, quietly looked at the moon outside the kitchen, and silently walked to the room that Cuomo had pointed to her.

The begonias along the road gently open in the dark night, and the faint thoughts swell in the dark night air, adding a touch of fun to this road leading to the food house.

She picked a begonia flower and sniffed it, the rich aroma spread from the flower bones to her nose, she squinted comfortably, and then threw the flower into the dirt on the side, happily muttered to herself: "Luohong is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers......" She looked at her spicy hand destroying flowers, and happily continued to walk towards the ingredients.

But she didn't realize that she was followed by Jun Mo behind her, and Jun Mo in the dark looked at Le Xuan's appearance and her catchy poetry in surprise, and couldn't help but read: "Luohong is not a ruthless thing. Turn into spring mud to protect the flowers......"

He silently walked to the dirt and picked up the begonia flower that Le Yu had discarded, and sniffed it as she did.

Suddenly, the rich fragrance of flowers stimulated his nasal cavity, she couldn't help but sneeze continuously, he looked at the begonia flower in his hand with a wry smile, and said lightly: "Lu Jiao's faint eyebrows are swiped, and her red and bewitching face is thin makeup." ”

He smiled secretly and put the begonia flower in his hand into his sleeve, raised his head to look at Le Xuan, who had long disappeared at the end of the road, and sighed silently, "Le Xuan, are you Bai Yi?" Or is it that you are you, and Bai Yi is Bai Yi? ”

Jun Mo kept hovering around this kind of question in his mind, but in his heart, he was more inclined to the Le Xuan in front of him was his fiancée Bai Yi, such Bai Yi was too interesting, and such a woman was the woman he wanted in his heart.

Food House:

Le Xuanyu stood in front of the food house with the palace lamp, and the two doors of the food house were half-covered and half-open, so she couldn't help but pick, and she didn't enter the food room for a long time, remembering that the two people who stepped on the tree couldn't wait to grit their teeth.

She looked at the food room suspiciously, gently pushed open the door to look, leaned on the faint light of the palace lamp, looked around the food house, slowly stood on the threshold of the food house, and looked at the empty table in front of the food house, "Is there anyone?" ”

Her voice echoed in the hollow room, her brow furrowed, and when she wanted to quit, someone suddenly pushed her behind her. She staggered to the ground, the palace lamp in her hand was extinguished by her, she covered her bruised hand, and frowned in pain.

"Smack! Snap ......"

Le Xuanyu heard the door of the food room suddenly shut, and the sound of chains locking the door sounded in her ears, and she turned her head in panic to see the door suddenly closed with chains.

She rushed to the door blindly, slammed the door hard, only to find that the door had been locked with chains, and she could only open the door to accommodate the outstretched arms.

She watched through the gate as two dark figures sneakily ran out, and she exhaled deeply and shouted, "Who are you?" Why are you holding me? When the two dark shadows heard her voice, they couldn't help but look back at the food house.