Lang Wanwan, a girl, was born with a low status, but she has to call herself Miss Shangshu.

But she forgot that she was just a concubine.

is such a girl, at this moment, she looks down on Chu Feng, a chef with superb piano skills.

Seriously, Mo Xiaoqi felt a little displeased.

It's just because Lang Wanwan divides the status class too clearly, and divides it too clearly.

What humility? Mo Xiaoqi sneered, if she really wants to be respectful and inferior, then she will become a master sooner or later.

Chu Feng took a sip of tea in his arms, probably feeling that his mouth was not hot, so he drank the tea into his stomach in a big gulp.

"Vulgar." Lang Wanwan has always been outspoken, but seeing Chu Feng like this at this moment, she naturally felt vulgar and embarrassed.

But Chu Feng didn't care, but chewed the tea leaves he had just drunk into his mouth, and said while chewing: "Miss Lang is right, I am a cook, and I am very vulgar. ”

He didn't care about this kind of thing, and after chewing the tea leaves, he swallowed it in his stomach.

"Miss Lang, but I still have to bother you, cooperate with a vulgar person like me, and wronged you."

Probably Lang Wanwan really felt aggrieved, and said with a hard mouth: "Master Mo, can I invite the prince to accompany me?" ”

Mo Xiaoqi was noncommittal, but said: "It depends on whether the prince allows it or not." Besides, King Luo's Xiao heard that he blew it well. ”

Lang Wanwan didn't speak again, just sullen and angry.

Mo Xiaoqi still doesn't know where her upright character comes from? It's obviously a concubine, so it stands to reason that it should be more scheming.

It's a good thing to have a clear love and hate, but this Lang Wanwan is really faster than turning a book. Mo Xiaoqi shook his head and sighed: "Miss Lang, don't worry, just practice your dance." ”

"Hey, master, are you hungry? I brought you your favorite chicken called Flower Chicken. It's still wrapped in dirt, and I'm simmering it over a charcoal fire, and it's still hot. "Chu Feng became magical, and he didn't know where to come up with a bamboo carbon stove.

Inside was a clay bowl, with charcoal fires and ashes, and it was quietly heating.

"You still win my heart." Mo Xiaoqi praised and took out a ball of mud from the bowl.

Zhao Hongyi frowned and glanced at Chu Feng, but Chu Feng directly ignored him.

The mud that had been dried up was knocked open, and the aroma of chicken immediately spread out, Mo Xiaoqi swallowed his saliva, he was really hungry.

"This is called the flower chicken is different from the past, this time, I fed the chicken in advance and ate spices. The meat is more delicious. Chu Feng introduced proudly.

He is a smart person who is very good at drawing inferences, Mo Xiaoqi feels relieved that there is finally someone who can take over her class.

When the decoration of the carved building is completed, a restaurant will be opened in it, and Chu Feng will be the chef at that time.

Lang Wanwan had long heard that the new chef from Xuanwang's Mansion was superb, but unfortunately the cook was so arrogant that he only cooked for Hongmingxuan every day.

As soon as she smelled the aroma of chicken, she felt that her saliva was about to flow out, she wanted to eat it, and of course Mo Xiaoqi could see it.

But he took out a plate from the cabinet in the annex, tore off a chicken leg, and put in a few slices of melons and fruits, as well as a third of steamed buns.

"Miss Lang, this is your lunch today. You have to be in shape to dance, and you can't indulge yourself to be a big fat person. At that time, even if you wear the dance costume I made for you, you will only be a fat peacock. Mo Xiaoqi said it seriously.

Lang Wanwan was also ruthless, she actually sat aside, returned the chicken leg to Mo Xiaoqi, and ate the small half of the steamed bun with the melon and fruit.

She just felt that Mo Xiaoqi was right, she couldn't just indulge herself in eating and drinking, but she had to manage her body well.

Mo Xiaoqi suddenly thought of something, took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Lang Wanwan.

"Miss Lang, you can take a look first, this is the dance costume I designed for you. Don't be angry that I won't let you eat it. ”

The paper was unfolded, and a slim dress designed with a peacock was drawn on it, and there were even peacock jewelry.

Lang Wanwan's eyes lit up, this skirt was so beautiful, although she didn't dare to think about what it looked like on her.

But just on this painting, it's already very amazing.

The beauty of the peacock is fully experienced, but it allows the wearer to show its own advantages.

In fact, Lang Wanwan is in excellent shape, even through thick winter clothes, Mo Xiaoqi can see it.

"Hey, master, you're really good at drawing." Chu Feng praised it.

Mo Xiaoqi felt embarrassed, and silently touched another design drawing that was still in his sleeve.

In fact, what she showed to Lang Wanwan was redrawn and modified by Zhao Hongyi, and she designed it herself, which was nondescript.

Fortunately, Zhao Hongyi can always understand what she wants to embody from that nondescript painting, so she can perfectly copy it.

Hey, she can only draw straight lines. Mo Xiaoqi felt a little depressed, she studied animation design in college in her previous life, but she didn't know anything about it, and she was more interested in the various lines in the CAD.

"It's beautiful." Lang Wanwan was completely immersed in that dance costume, and she couldn't wait to see it and wear it on her body.

"Miss Lang, now you don't complain that I won't give you food, right?" Mo Xiaoqi chuckled, but couldn't help nodding when he saw Lang Wanwan.

"I don't blame you." Lang Wanwan was excited, and it was not too late for the steamed bun, so she nibbled on a small apple and went back to the room where she practiced dancing.

In fact, she didn't hate it that much, Mo Xiaoqi thought to herself, maybe Lang Wanwan just wanted to get rid of her identity too much.

The resentment and resentment in her mind stemmed from dissatisfaction with her identity, and at this moment, she was about to help her get rid of it.

Therefore, Lang Wanwan's hatred for her has also disappeared.

"This girl, in fact, is not annoying, but she speaks ugly." Mo Xiaoqi nibbled on the chicken leg and said casually.

"Just your generosity." Zhao Hongyi glanced at her helplessly, a few days ago she still wanted to fight with others, but now she became friends inexplicably.

Woman, he really can't understand.

Probably, women are such mysterious creatures in the first place. Saying that the wind is the wind and the rain is the rain, ideas can change again and again.

"Huh, what? Do you think she's not cute? In fact, she is just an unwilling little girl. Mo Xiaoqi commented.

Lang Wanwan is only a teenager, isn't she just a little girl in her eyes?

A blunt and vainly trying to hurt people, but she is stupid and cute and can quickly forgive others.

At first glance, she's really cute.

"You're cuter." Zhao Hongyi doted.

At this moment, Zhou Die probed his head back to the auspicious annex, and Mo Xiaoqi looked over from the hall and shouted, "Fluttershy, you come." ”

Zhou Die was frightened, but she still gritted her teeth and turned into the hall.

"I've seen the prince, I've seen the son." Zhou Die saluted and stood aside.

Mo Xiaoqi saw at a glance that there was something in her arms, but she didn't speak, only said, "Fluttershy, this is in the palace, don't run around." lest they stumble against the nobles and cure your sins. ”

"Thank you for your concern." Zhou Die bowed his head, lowered his eyelids, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.