Jiang Ning said this, his feet unconsciously kicked on the ground, if it weren't for Zheliu who had already gotten used to her rogue appearance, I was afraid that I would have wondered if she had fallen into some evil.

Seeing Jiang Ning lying on the chair with his hands and feet together, Zheliu smiled helplessly, and then went out with the dishes that had been sorted out, "Okay, good, slave maid, let's go cook a bowl of noodles for you." ”

Jiang Ning's struggling movements gradually stopped, and she hooked her lips and smiled, "Add me another egg!" Two! ”

"Good!"

Seeing Zheliu go out with the dishes, Jiang Ning rubbed his stomach as if soothingly, followed by and shouted to Zheliu into the dining room.

Outside the door of the cold palace, Li Zinian and Mu Jingzhao's peeking heads overlapped together, Li Zinian watched Jiang Ning and Zheliu enter the dining room together, and nodded slightly.

"Niangniang should have gone to the dining room with Miss Zheliu to find food."

Mu Jingzhao smiled kindly, "I know she can't hold it." ”

Li Zinian was shocked, "So the emperor, you deliberately didn't have any leftover from Niangniang's lunch?" ”

Mu Jingzhao didn't refute, just took out one and rubbed his stomach slightly, "It's been a long time since I've eaten so much at one time, and my stomach seems to be a little uncomfortable, you go and help me prepare something to eliminate food." ”

Li Zinian left in response, and after a while, he brought a small box of hawthorn pills and sent it to Mu Jingzhao, Mu Jingzhao looked at Jiang Ning, who was squatting on the edge of the courtyard and picking small cabbage, gritted his teeth slightly, and then swallowed all the hawthorn pills in his hand in one bite.

Li Zinian was shocked, "Your Majesty! Even if you want to fight with your mother, don't use this method to hurt your body, Your Majesty! ”

"Shut up!" Mu Jingzhao chewed the hawthorn pill in his mouth, scolded vaguely, and stared at Jiang Ning into the dining room.

Wisps of cooking smoke rose from the chimney of the dining room, Mu Jingzhao swallowed hard, swallowed the hawthorn pill in his mouth as hard as he could, he licked it on his mouth casually, and then walked into the cold palace with his hands behind his back and his head held high.

"Well, I feel like I have a great appetite today, and I've only been out for two steps, and I'm hungry again—"

He raised his voice and shouted in the direction of the dining room, and then slowly walked in the direction of the dining room, "Zheliu, you really know me, I was hungry just now, so I prepared food for me again." ”

Just as Mu Jingzhao was speaking, there was a flurry of footsteps in the dining room, as well as the sound of porcelain plates and ironware colliding.

He just walked into the dining room, and saw the folded willow who was holding a bowl and holding chopsticks and was about to pick up noodles, she smiled at Mu Jingzhao with an unnatural expression, the hand holding the bowl trembled, and subconsciously shrank back.

"Your Majesty, why are you back again?"

Mu Jingzhao's gaze swept up and down in the hall, and his gaze slowly fell on the half-human-high rice jar, and on the side of the rice jar, a small section of crimson gauze clothes was exposed.

He quietly looked away and smiled at Zheliu, "I just went out and walked two steps, and I felt that my stomach was really hungry, so I wanted to come back to you to prepare something for me to eat, but somehow, the meal you prepared today is really very good for my appetite." ”

Zheliu smiled a little awkwardly, she glanced in the direction of the rice jar, and the corners of her smiling mouth twitched slightly.

"It seems that you really understand my thoughts, well, serve it quickly, otherwise it won't taste good if it's soft."

Mu Jingzhao said this, and Zheliu could only use chopsticks twice to pick up the noodles in the pot.

Before Zheliu could speak, Mu Jingzhao stepped forward in two steps, took the noodles in her hand, stirred them, and then picked up a pinch and sent it to her mouth.

Mu Jingzhao snorted, and there was a clear crisp sound, Zheliu glanced at him with an embarrassed expression, and then said cautiously: "Your Majesty, why don't you go to the main hall to sit and eat, the slave and maid are worried that they are tired of you." ”

Mu Jingzhao held the noodles, and the chopsticks in his hand stirred in the bowl from time to time, but he didn't send them to his mouth for a long time.

"No, I'll just eat like this, it's good, if it's not enough, it's convenient for you to continue to add noodles to me."

Zheliu pursed her lips and smiled a little embarrassedly, and didn't say anything more, just moved her body slightly, blocking Jiang Ning's small skirt exposed outside the rice tank.

Mu Jingzhao looked at the noodles in his bowl, it was a very ordinary bowl of Yangchun noodles, the soup was clear, with a little sauce color, decorated with a little green onion and oil spots, the emerald green cabbage and noodles complemented each other, and the two yellow and white fried eggs with a little burnt fragrance on top of it, which looked light and delicious.

In normal times, Mu Jingzhao would be very willing to eat such a bowl of light and delicious noodles, but now, there is a faint feeling of swelling pain in his abdomen.

At this moment, the little oil in the bowl fell into Mu Jingzhao's eyes and turned into greasy, and the fragrance of the fried egg turned into a greasy smell that made people sick to their stomachs.

He had no doubt that if he ate another noodle, he would vomit immediately.

Zheliu looked at Mu Jingzhao, only to see the other party holding chopsticks and stirring the noodles in the bowl from time to time, but he didn't want to eat a little.

"Your Majesty, do you think the noodles prepared by the slave maid are not delicious? Why don't you do something else for you? ”

Mu Jingzhao stirred the noodles in the bowl by himself, and glanced at Zheliu with a stiff expression, "I have my own thoughts." “

So Ori Liu stopped talking.

Mu Jingzhao and Zheliu were relatively speechless, Mu Jingzhao couldn't eat the noodles in the bowl, but he really didn't dare to pour out this bowl of noodles in front of Jiang Ning, so he coughed lightly twice and began to chat with Zheliu without a match.

"Did your lady say when you came back from the Frost Palace?"

Zheliu subconsciously glanced at the rice jar on her side, and from her angle, she could just see Jiang Ning, who was squatting behind the rice jar, angry.

"Nope." Zheliu turned her face a little stiffly, "Niangniang didn't say it." ”

Mu Jingzhao looked at the direction of the rice jar, and the chopsticks tapped lightly on the edge of the bowl, making a crisp sound, "It's a pity, the food you made today is unprecedentedly delicious, it's a pity that Concubine Ning didn't eat it." ”

Zheliu stiffened her neck, and her eyes unconsciously glanced at Jiang Ning behind the rice jar, only to see Jiang Ning's eyes wide open, her teeth clenched, and she could almost hear the sound of her teeth grinding.

She tugged at the corners of her mouth, and a somewhat embarrassed smile appeared on her face, "Yes, yes......"

"Hmm." Mu Jingzhao casually picked up a pair of chopsticks and noodles, but put down the noodles as if he suddenly thought of something, "Today I want to remove the grass in the field, you come and give me a start." ”

The expression on Jiang Ning's face twitched, she finally understood, Mu Jingzhao meant to guard that land all afternoon.

I really refused to leave him with a way to live.

(End of chapter)