Ying Qi crawled out of the dark passage and went outside to investigate first, and then returned to the house after confirming that it was safe.

He squatted at the entrance and said in a low voice, "Master, there is no one left." ”

A pair of cold, white, bony hands poked out from the inside.

Li Jingmo popped up, Ying Qi supported him, and when he came out, he jumped in again.

Their daily necessities are hidden here, and even Zhao Poria's two major backpack foods are also placed inside. The main thing is that the small stove used for cooking decoctions was also brought in.

The snail noodles are all lumped in the pot, and the smell of the whole dark passage is terrible.

After Ying Qi took out the other things, he turned around, pinched his nose and poured the snail noodles into the bowl, and carried them out of the secret way.

As soon as he went out, he saw Li Jingmo sitting on the bed with a stiff face, motionless like a stone bottle.

Ying Qi was surprised and shouted: "Master? ”

Li Jingmo came back to his senses and raised his hand like a puppet.

The wind swept his cuffs, and there was a smell of snail powder hitting his mouth and nose.

Li Jingmo's face turned green, and his mouth pursed into a straight line: "I want to bathe!" ”

Ying Qi hurriedly said: "My subordinates will go and boil water." ”

He put down the bowl and walked out of the room, and after a few steps came back to his senses, he quickly turned around and took the bowl of snail noodles out.

When I arrived at the wide courtyard, the wind blew again, and the smell seemed to be much lighter.

Probably after being smoked for a long time, Ying Qi seems to be a little used to this taste.

Thinking of what Zhao Fuling said, he secretly picked up a vermicelli and tasted it.

I originally had the idea of seeing death as home, but I never thought that the strange "stinky" smell turned into a rich fragrance after entering the mouth.

The vermicelli is no longer elastic, but the taste is not diminished.

The strange mixture of fresh, sour, refreshing, and spicy flavors makes people inexplicably appetizing.

Ying Qi paused, looked back at Li Jingmo, who was still petrified in the room, and really didn't have the courage to ask his master to taste it, so he simply hid behind with the bowl.

While boiling water, he picked up chopsticks to scoop up the powder and eat it.

After eating the noodles, I picked out the small ingredients, and even in the end, there was no soup left.

After drying a large bowl of noodles, Ying Qi couldn't help but burp.

He looked at the empty bowl, and remembered his previous rejection of the smell, and only felt a little silly.

After boiling the water, Ying Qi returned to the house with the wooden bucket.

As soon as he spoke: "Master, your clothes ......"

Before he finished speaking, Li Jingmo suddenly got up, and his figure flashed to the innermost part of the room like a ghost.

Even though his eyes were covered with white silk, the disgust was shown from head to toe.

"What did you eat?" Li Jingmo asked with a stiff face.

Ying Qi was stunned in place, looked at Li Jingmo blankly for a long time, and then quietly sighed towards the palm of his hand.

Strangely, he couldn't smell anything at all.

Guessing that Li Jingmo probably rejected the taste, Ying Qi retreated to the door in embarrassment and said, "Master, you bathe first, and your subordinates will guard you outside." ”

After saying that, he ran away in a puff of smoke.

Li Jingmo was silent in the room for a moment before frowning, taking off his clothes, and stepping into the bathtub.

……

Xuanhua Palace.

After listening to Zhao Chengye's reply, Li Ce got up calmly.

He didn't seem surprised by this result, and he didn't doubt Zhao Fuling. It was only after his gaze paused for a moment on the small vegetable garden that he spoke, "Go back." ”

After saying this, he did not leave immediately, but looked at the main hall gate with an expressionless face.

The guilds around him agreed, and immediately raised their voices and said, "Your Majesty will drive back to the palace!" ”

The people in the courtyard instantly knelt down in unison, and after waiting for a while, Zhao Fuling walked out of the room slowly.

"Sending Your Majesty back to the palace." She still didn't bow down, but bowed half-blessedly.

Li Ce looked at her condescendingly, and his gaze fell on the top of her hair.

It's like looking at a very simple bun, and it's like looking at a very simple wooden hairpin. Anyway, I stayed for a while, and then I took it back without a trace.