The next day, early in the morning.

Fan Li approved the recital for a night in Jiangshan Pavilion, and did not fall asleep until dawn.

With his cultivation, eating and sleeping can be spared.

But perhaps because the work and rest before the crossing are deep in the bone marrow, Fan Li still enjoys the happiness of eating and sleeping.

This couldn't help but remind him of Qingqiu, the peerless master of the eight grades of the Mahayana realm, who was so greedy.

The palace of the Great Jin Dynasty was empty, and there were no palace maids and guards.

However, the imperial dining room was the first to be built, just to satisfy Qingqiu's good appetite.

Of course, the Imperial Kitchen is not a creation of the Wang Ban.

The first remnants of the former Han Dynasty who defected to the Great Jin Dynasty, the Lu clan of the big family, actually cultivated the kitchen road.

Although there are three thousand avenues, the existence of the kitchen road still surprises Fan Li.

After a simple wash, Fan Li ordered someone to prepare breakfast.

Soon, the table was covered with dishes of various sizes, with a total of 36 hot and cold dishes.

Fan Li once complained that Fan's breakfast was too extravagant, and proposed to be lighter and simpler, and only prepare six or seven snacks.

His suggestion was unanimously opposed by the Fan family brothers and sisters.

Fan Zhengming said: "My second brother's authority is monstrous, and he is the emperor in the sky, and it is not too much to use the specifications of the Son of Heaven in his diet and daily life, how can he reduce it?"

Fan Chun also said, "Second brother, everyone in the world knows that the Fan family is covering the sky in Dachu. If we are too frugal, we will only be ridiculed for hypocrisy. It is not in vain that generations of ancestors have worked hard to get the power they are today."

Fan Yuehua's statement is the most novel.

"Second brother, you are a model for scholars in the world."

"If even your life is miserable, what are the Confucian cultivators trying to do after hanging beams and thorns, and decades of cold windows?"

"There should be a golden house in the book, and there should be Yan Ruyu in the book."

"Second brother, don't you chill the hearts of the world's scholars?"

Fan Li remembered the past, and couldn't cry or laugh for a while.

He picked up a piece of fish meat casually, and just brought it to his mouth, but found that it was fragrant, and it turned out to be a very rare white jade shark in the East China Sea.

This fish can be eaten raw, the entrance is sweet, and it has the wonderful use of medicinal food to calm the mind and ward off evil spirits.

"Is the fish delicious?"

As soon as Fan Li swallowed the fish, he heard the familiar voice of Han Yue.

When it was dawn, she came.

In the early morning, under the sun, the Holy Lord of the Cold Moon was dressed in white, wearing the [Moon Chasing Sword] on his waist, and he was heroic.

Fan Li was stunned for a moment.

The first few times she saw Hanyue, she deliberately changed her gorgeous dress. Although she is beautiful and moving, she is not what she should be.

At this moment, it is the true Sword Saint Lord!

"It's delicious." Fan Li sat upright, posed as a master and invited, "Do you want to taste it?"

"Okay."

Cold Moon agreed very cheerfully.

She came to Fan Li's side with heroic steps, and sat down next to him as a matter of course.

Fan Li was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, the chopsticks in his hand were gently borrowed by Han Yue.

She picked up a slice of fish and elegantly put it in her mouth.

"This ......"

Fan Li wanted to say that the chopsticks were just used by himself, and there was saliva on them.

But looking at Han Yue's appearance of concentrating on tasting food, Fan Li's words came to his lips, and he couldn't say it after all.

"It's delicious."

Hanyue swallowed the fish slowly, and the action of putting down the chopsticks was obvious reluctance.

"Fan Li, do you know?"

"Since I was a child, I have been practicing kendo in the mountains, hungry for wild fruits, and thirsty for mountain springs. Until the completion of kendo, he has not experienced the riches of the world."

Fan Li was very puzzled when he heard it.

The Holy Lord of the Cold Moon Dignified Sword, will the Pure Land be stingy with offerings?

As if seeing through Fan's affairs, Han Yue explained with a smile.

"I became famous for my kendo, and my deeds of hard work in my early years were also widely praised, and I became a model in the Pure Land, and I was even more of a sword cultivator in the world

Set an example."

"It was I who convinced them that purity leads to enlightenment, simplicity and enlightenment."

"Under the admiring gaze of countless people, I had no choice but to continue to maintain a modest lifestyle."

Fan Li rolled his eyes when he heard this.

Cultivation is obviously an act that integrates talent, character, financial resources, and luck.

<divclass="ntentadv"> ignoring the importance of wealth and blindly praising only the character of the heart is clearly drilling the tip of the horns of the pretentious.

Fan Li showed a slightly disdainful expression, and was looked at by Han Yue.

"Yes."

"I have misled many people."

"Obviously, because I was poor in my early years, I had to train hard in the mountains. I was lucky enough to get the Dao, but I was mistaken for the only way to cultivate my sword."

"I...... I'm sorry for them."

Hanyue said, stroking the sword at her waist with her hand.

If it was usual, Fan Li would definitely suspect that she was going to draw her sword and assassinate herself.

But at this moment, Fan Li really felt the emotions of the cold moon.

She was regretting it, blaming herself.

"How can I blame you for this?"

"Yaoguang is the best at demagoguery, and you don't have to be responsible for her words and deeds."

Fan Li tried to comfort him, but immediately found that he had lost his words.

In front of a holy lord, saying bad things about their eldest sister and empress, isn't this asking for trouble?

To Fan Li's surprise, Han Yue's face did not show any annoyance.

She only calmly waited for Fan Li to finish speaking, then picked up the chopsticks again, picked up a piece of dim sum and put it in her mouth.

"What is this?" Hanyue asked.

"Dragon whisker cake used to be a dim sum in the imperial diet of the palace. I thought the ingredients were simple, just wheat and maltose products, so I asked the chef to hand over the recipe, and now it is one of the signatures of Fan's Dessert Shop, and it is selling very well."

Han Yue listened to Fan Li's domineering behavior, but nodded appreciatively.

"It's delicious."

"You let the people of Chu State taste the unattainable palace food, they must be very grateful to you."

Fan Li smiled awkwardly.

This seems to be the first time that his female cadre's behavior has been praised.

"I'm sorry." Hanyue said apologetically, "I only care about eating for myself, why did I forget you."

Fan Li just wanted to say that it was okay, but she had already picked up a piece of dragon whisker cake and fed it to Fan Li's mouth with her own hands.

There are a lot of food utensils, but Hanyue only uses that pair of chopsticks from beginning to end.

Fan Li didn't have time to react, so he could only subconsciously open his mouth to answer.

Chopsticks run across your lips, leaving a warm dampness.

Only then did he suddenly feel that the appearance of Hanyue feeding himself dragon whiskers was just like the appearance of wives serving their husbands in the homes of thousands of ordinary people in Dachu.

Of course, only loving couples will have this kind of mood.

"Ahem!"

"I...... I'm full!"

Fan Li's old face turned red, he really didn't dare to continue.

The cold moon was calm.

Hearing that he was full, he put his chopsticks aside.

"When I was imprisoned by my eldest sister, the place I wanted to come to the most was Pengcheng, and what I wanted most was for you to accompany me on an outing."

Listening to Han Yue say what was on her mind so bluntly made Fan Xuan feel empty.

What's the situation?

Is this a confession?

Or is it the emotional foreshadowing that precedes the political marriage?

Fan Li really didn't expect that Han Yue's own attitude towards marriage would be so positive?

"Let's go."

Han Yue stood up and took a few steps, only to find that Fan Li was still sitting in his seat stupidly.

"Didn't you agree to accompany me on an outing today?"

"Something happening on the fly?"

Fan Li had already come back to his senses, and he shook his head again and again.

"It's okay!"

"Let's go!"

The ants are still stealing, even if it is a clone, Fan Li is unwilling to give Hanyue a reason to draw his sword.

Happy New Year!

Good dreams to all~~~~~~~~!