Seeing that his complexion changed, Shen Jiaojiao was also a little embarrassed, "No, I don't like it." ”

"I'm just in a hurry and want to try it right away."

While speaking, Shen Jiaojiao tried her best to cover up the wound on her left shoulder, walked to the table, and took out the paper to make it look like she wanted to draw.

As soon as the tip of the pen touched the drawing paper, a low voice was heard behind him, "You are injured." ”

Not a question, but an affirmation.

Who is Fu Ti? Will he not be able to see it?

Shen Jiaojiao didn't move just now, and found an excuse to divert his attention, so he didn't notice it for a while.

Now that Shen Jiaojiao simply took two steps, he immediately sensed that something was wrong.

Looking at her frozen back, Fu Ti asked coldly, "Who hurt you?" ”

"Why didn't you tell me?"

The slender fingers rested on the ivory-white barrel of the pen, and after a long period of silence, the ink on the tip of the pen finally dripped off and spread out on the rice paper, leaving a black scar.

Shen Jiaojiao tried hard to squeeze out a smile, "Aren't I afraid that you will worry?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just that I met a killer on the road."

"They didn't hit me either."

Shen Jiaojiao's tone was relaxed, and she tried her best to understate.

Fu Ti's face did not relax at all, but seeing the smile on her lips, he didn't ask again.

Pulling her to sit down, Fu Ti took a look at her injuries.

When he saw a terrifying blood hole on her ivory-white jade-like skin, the frost on his face could literally freeze to death.

"It's not a big problem, I've dealt with it, and after ten days and half a month, I won't even see a trace......"

Before she could finish speaking, he hugged her tightly from behind, and he buried his face in the shoulder socket on her right side, so that she could not see the gloom on his face.

He only told her sullenly, "Pay attention to safety, and let the guards follow you when you go out later." ”

Unexpectedly, he didn't get to the bottom of it, Shen Jiaojiao nodded happily, "Don't worry, I know it in my heart." ”

"You too, bring a few more guards when you go out in the future, and ...... before the banquet"

Speaking of this, Shen Jiaojiao suddenly shut up.

She realized that she shouldn't have known about it.

His heart pounded, and the whole room fell silent, and after a while, Fu Ti replied sullenly, "Okay, I see." ”

Did he even realize that she had slipped out?

Shen Jiaojiao was apprehensive, but she couldn't ask directly.

can only shrink like an ostrich, hoping that Fu Ti can be a little confused and not so sharp.

Let Shen Jiaojiao rest, Fu Ti got up and went to cook.

Shen Jiaojiao sat in the room for a while, feeling bored, and curious about what Fu Ti would be like when cooking, so she got up and walked towards the kitchen.

When I walked near the kitchen, I saw a few maids gathering in a bunch of chatting and farting.

"You say, what's wrong with the prince?"

"The prince has never been in the kitchen, and recently he has been wandering around the kitchen every day, scaring people to death."

"I heard that Mrs. is not feeling well, and the prince wants to cook himself to make Mrs. happy."

"There are so many cooks, how can you use the prince to cook, just say what you want to eat."

"You know what? Can the chef compare to the prince's own hand-made? ”

A few maids retorted to the uninteresting little girl, "You, if you can have one ten-thousandth of the prince, you won't be unable to find a partner until now." ”

"You're bored." A few little guys were not convinced, "How many men in the world can be like the prince?" ”

"That's right." For this, several maids nodded in agreement, "The prince is really a wonderful man in the world." ”

"In order for the princess to have a meal of braised fish, the prince asked the kitchen to prepare more than 20 fish."

"Try it one by one, lord, some of them are busy."

"No, last time the prince made braised pork, the good guy made it more than ten times before making such a small bowl."

"I really feel sorry for those pork in the swill bucket."

Thinking of the pork that was scrapped by Fu Ti, several maids were distressed, and they only prayed in their hearts, hoping that the prince could learn to cook quickly and stop tossing the ingredients.

After a pause, Shen Jiaojiao's mood was complicated and indescribable.

She knew that Fu Ti couldn't cook, but she didn't know that he had put so much effort into making her a meal.

She suddenly felt that her decision seemed to be wrong, and she shouldn't have relented for a while, promising Fu Ti to wait for him to accept the reality.

She couldn't stay any longer.

Not only for the sake of the mysterious person, but even for her and Fu Ti, she couldn't stay any longer.

The longer she stays, the more Fu Ti pays, and the deeper she falls.

As for her, she didn't like to accept such unrequited kindness.

He hesitated on his toes close to the ground, and in the end, Shen Jiaojiao turned around and left.

There are some scenes that she is afraid that she will watch and will not forget.

Now that you know that you may have to bother to forget about the future, it is better to look at it.

……

Toss the braised fish aside, and Fu Ti re-washes the pot.

Fu Bo brought the braised fish thrown on the stove to the table on the side, looking at the table full of more than a dozen braised fish, his heart ached.

Even if there are mountains of gold and silver, it is not enough to be so defeated.

At first, I thought that the prince was just interested in doing it once, so although Fu Bo was surprised, he didn't take it too seriously.

The prince is happy, and he can bear to waste a little bit occasionally.

As long as you can make the princess happy and let the princess and princess get back together, it's worth wasting a little.

But now that the prince is wasting every day, he is reluctant to continue to spend lavishly.

I can only collect all the braised fish that the prince has wasted, and let the people add meals later.

It's nothing more than salty, light, mushy, ugly, endure it, it's not that you can't eat it......

Fu Ti didn't know Fu Bo's idea of being a thrifty housekeeper, and he didn't pay attention to Fu Bo's actions.

While he was cooking, he was thinking about what Shen Jiaojiao had just said.

How would she know that after that palace banquet, he met the killer?

The killer he encountered last time was related to the injuries on her body?

Thinking in my heart, I didn't pay attention to the movements of my hands.

With a bang, the water on the fish accidentally dripped into the oil.

The water exploded in the oil, and the back of his hand was immediately blistered.

"Oops, why is it hot again?" Fu Bo saw the blisters on Fu Ti's hands, and he was so frightened that he immediately went to the imperial doctor.

"It's fine." Fu Ti looked indifferent, looking at the injury on his hand, his brows didn't wrinkle.

He is a big man, he is not afraid of killing enemies on the battlefield, so why is he afraid of this insignificant wound?

It's just that he never thought that cooking was such an easy thing to do.

Thinking of the way he asked Jiaojiao to cook for him before, as he should be, Fu Ti didn't feel good in his heart.

Cooking is so troublesome and uncomfortable, why didn't she say anything before?

He was too, why did he take it so seriously before?