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We deliberately let us use ice early to eat, and it is best to eat at this time. The food delivery director sent three bowls of barley porridge with a smile on his face.

The North Shadow did not raise the limelight for a long time.

Hanyang on the side looked up at the smiling and bright principal, and sneered as if he was not smiling: "Xiao Li, Miss Shangguan has only been here for a day, and you have begun to say good things for her."

The person in charge who was called Xiao Li by Hanyang suddenly turned pale when he heard this, and immediately stretched out his hand and slapped himself, and said honestly: "The small one is more than the moment, the small one is more than the moment, and the small one will not dare in the future." ”

The princess of their Zhenbei doesn't like people to interfere, or inadvertently point out who has done something to please the master in front of the master, so the mansion strictly prohibits them, the first-class slaves who are close to the meal, to say anything that is not their duty, just now he mentioned this barley mung bean porridge was specially ordered by Shangguan Xing, which violated the rules of the mansion, and he exceeded the rules.

The Northern Wind was engrossed in the things in his hand and ignored them.

Seeing this, Fang Yi glanced at the pale Xiao Li steward, waved his hand and said lightly: "Go down and receive the punishment." ”

This spirit shall not rise, and this person shall be punished.

"Yes." The little Li steward didn't dare to say much, and immediately saluted in the direction of the North Hell's Long Wind, and then quickly exited the main hall and went to the torture room to receive the punishment.

Steward Xiao Li retreated, and there were only three people left in the room again, Beiming Changfeng Fang Yi and Hanyang.

Han Yang directly stretched out his hand and put the three bowls of barley porridge aside, and then Fang Chaobei Changfeng said: "Da Shao, eat, otherwise the princess will scold." ”

If Ziyu knew that the North Wind didn't eat on time, he would be angry.

Hearing this, Bei Ming Changfeng put down the file in his hand, glanced up at the exquisite dishes, and nodded.

Eat when you should eat, work when you should work, and rest when you should rest, this is what Ziyu said, let him have a good body to accompany her for a hundred years, so, sharpen the knife and not chop wood, eat.

"Has the medicine been delivered?" sat down on the table full of dishes, and asked in a deep voice without waiting for the chopsticks to move.

Fang nodded: "Don't worry, my people will boil it personally, and there will be no problems." ”

Beiming Changfeng nodded when he heard this, and lifted his chopsticks.

Fang Yi and Hanyang were not polite when they saw this, and they ate together with the Northern Darkness Changfeng.

At noon, a piece of food in Zhenbei Wangfu is fragrant.

Half Moon Xuanli.

Ziyu looked at the extraordinarily delicate dishes in front of him, and listened to the words of the first-class slave who passed the meal, and the eyes that seemed to be smiling did not stop bending.

"With chicken feathers as an arrow, I know so quickly that I can borrow the momentum of Dashao and start building my position in the house, which is rare, rare." A pair of chopsticks played with a flower gun in his hand, and Ziyu snorted lightly.

"Concubine Shizi, what are you talking about" The logistics manager of Banyuexuan, who was specially serving Ziyu to eat and take medicine, didn't hear what Ziyu said clearly.

Ziyu smiled slightly when he heard this, raised his hand lightly and said, "I didn't say anything." Well, that bowl of things smells good, what is it" casually pointed to a bowl of pale green and pale white soup, and Ziyu changed the subject.

The logistics manager glanced up, stretched out his hand and brought the soup bowl to Ziyu's face: "This is barley mung bean porridge, eating it is to nourish the body and reduce the heat, it is very good to eat at this time of year, why don't you taste this thing first." ”

Ziyu sniffed out the barley mung bean porridge,

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