Zhu Xinghe doesn't understand these big men, obviously just to see the scenery, why did they still come out so much...... Poisonous chicken soup!

That's right, it's poisonous chicken soup!

In fact, what kind of freedom, what everyone's opinion is different, this kind of thing is good in my heart, and it is really funny to say it.

Obviously, Ling Tianhan didn't plan to say this.

He just looked around at the people coming and going, and sighed softly: "If you believe me, I will help you." If you don't believe me, say it now. ”

In fact, Zhu Xinghe likes this man's resolute temperament a little, and can understand that he seems to be saying: If there is no trust, don't waste his time!

Xun Wang hesitated for a moment and smiled lightly.

This is the truest smile Zhu Xinghe has ever seen since he met King Xun.

He finally turned his head and looked at Ling Tianhan seriously, as if it was the first time in so many years that he opened his heart to Ling Tianhan: "Okay, if you are willing to help me, I will definitely live up to you." I can't guarantee how prosperous the country will be in the future, but it's better than now. ”

In fact, Zhu Xinghe wants to admit that whether it is Ling Tianhan or Xun Wang, the two of them are very honest at least in this Fang Mina.

Especially Ling Tianhan, if you want it, you want it, and you don't want it.

Underneath this tower are people's different lives. No one knew that on such an ordinary day, on such a tower, there were three people, and their lives were determined to be very different from their previous trajectories.

That day, Zhu Xinghe was actually a little selfish: she wanted to stay in this city tower for a longer time.

Perhaps it was because she had been free in her previous life, so the Assassin saw the freedom of others, and in addition to envy, he just wanted to see more and see more.

I don't know what Ling Tianhan and His Royal Highness Xun Wang are for, they have also stayed on this city tower for a long time, and no one has spoken.

Until dusk, Ling Tianhan was the first to move: "Okay, let's go." In the future, there will be opportunities, and after today, it is enough for the three of us to assume that we don't know what happened today. ”

King Xun turned his head and looked at Zhu Xinghe with a smile: "This king found that this little palace maid is very stubborn. Obviously, his face was already red from the cold, and he was probably hungry, but he didn't say a word. King Han, where did you find such a small palace daughter? It's interesting. ”

Zhu Xinghe doesn't like the word "interesting", as if she is some kind of toy, which can be played with.

But the dislike naturally can't be shown on the face, just don't say it, just look for the king, speaking of which, she feels really hungry at the moment.

Ling Tianhan personally pushed the Han Dynasty up the steps of the city tower: "The mansion has prepared some food, which cannot be eaten in the palace during the day. If Brother Wang is willing to appreciate the light, how about going to the mansion for a reunion? It's a little later, but I can guarantee that you'll be sent back to the palace safely. ”

In fact, Zhu Xinghe admired this Ling Tianhan a little: how long has he been back in Beijing? He was supposed to be an exile, but now he can do so much.

Naturally, there is no reason to shirk the king: "Okay, I heard that the origin of the Han Wangfu is different." This king also wants to see if everything in this world is really as different from that in the palace. ”

Zhu Xinghe was a little worried in her heart, after all, she was just a little palace maid in the princess hall, and it would take most of the day to overflow like this, but I was afraid that Princess Yongle would be unhappy.

But she is also a little palace maid, her arms can't twist her thighs, and it seems that there is no way to take the two "big guys" in front of her, so she can only follow them back to the Hanwang Mansion.

As soon as he entered the Hanwang Mansion from the back door, Zhu Xinghe smelled a familiar smell, and his eyes lit up, so he blurted out: "Barbecue?!" ”

The back door is close to the kitchen, so the smell is more obvious.

In fact, Zhu Xinghe was a native of the Northwest in his previous life. And she loves to travel, and her favorite food is barbecue, especially barbecue.

The best barbecue that Zhu Xinghe has ever eaten is the red willow roast mutton in Xinjiang.

After coming to this era, Zhu Xinghe once thought that the food of barbecue may not have been studied.

Most of the people in Beijing tend to have a milder taste in food, and although there is already such a thing as "chili" in this era, it is still rarely used in the food of Beijing.

So at this moment, when he smelled the smell of barbecue, Zhu Xinghe seemed a little excited.

Obviously, Ling Tianhan didn't expect Zhu Xinghe to know this: "Have you ever eaten roasted mutton?" ”

Zhu Xinghe felt that although she had never been to the Northern Desert, the diet in the Northern Desert today should be similar to that in the Northwest.

Naturally, she couldn't say that she had eaten it in her previous life, so she rolled her eyes and said, "When I didn't enter the palace, I ate it." ”

The corners of Ling Tianhan's eyes and eyebrows were a little mild, which he didn't have on weekdays: "Yes, there are very few people in the Jingzhong Palace who know the taste of this roasted mutton." ”

For a moment, Zhu Xinghe seemed to realize a little that His Royal Highness the King of Han looked at Leng Bing on weekdays, maybe he was probably a "foodie"!

Zhu Xinghe was a little impatient, plucked up his courage, and looked at Ling Tianhan with a blank eye: "Slave maid...... Can you go to the kitchen and have a look? ”

Ling Tianhan bowed his head, there was no reason to refuse.

But when Zhu Xinghe came to the kitchen, she was really stunned-

The small kitchens of the various masters in the palace are not as neat as the kitchens in the Ling Tianhan Palace!

And even when the cook is busy in front of the stove, he straightens his chest, and he doesn't look like an ordinary cook.

The structure of this kitchen is also different from that of a normal kitchen: in addition to the stove, there is also a place dedicated to baking things. Although it must not be as good as those ovens in the northwest of the previous life, it is also presentable, which makes Zhu Xinghe swallow a mouthful of saliva, and is a little envious that Ling Tianhan can eat the barbecue she dreams of every day!

When the cook heard the footsteps, he immediately turned his head and frowned at Zhu Xinghe: "The kitchen is heavy, who told you to enter at will?!" ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhu Xinghe seemed to hear the words "strict military regulations".

Since he wanted to eat, Zhu Xinghe naturally politely saluted the cook: "Zhu Xinghe in the slave palace, I came to help in the kitchen, I don't know what to call you?" ”

The status of cooks in this era is actually very low, so when he was suddenly taken so seriously by Zhu Xinghe, the person couldn't help but smile on his face: "They all call me meat cook!" ”

patted his round belly, his face was no longer fierce, and only honesty remained: "Because I'm fat, hehe!" ”