"I'm not hungry." The man replied lightly with three words.

"Oh." Yun Mumu nodded and said, "The concubine is a little hungry." ”

Duan Yixi lay down, not even lifting his eyelids.

Yunmumu: ......

Well, forget it if you're not hungry, and you're not very hungry, so don't eat and eat again tomorrow.

……

Yun Mumu changed his clothes and was about to jump on the dragon couch to sleep, Duan Yixi closed his eyes and said, "You don't have to come up to sleep today, go and sleep on the couch over there." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to the side, and then pointed the back of his head at Yun Mumu.

Yunmumu: ......

What happened to this tyrant today? Did you know that she went out on a date with Duan Yiyao just now?

Can't you? Ah Jiu and Bingqiao had already gone to sleep, and all that was left in this hall was Duan Yiyao's upgraded eyeliner.

Probably no one told him such a thing, right?

Looking at the back of the man's head, Yun Mumu was helpless, and then took the white fox felt and went to sleep on the beauty couch over there.

Early the next morning.

Yun Mumu was woken up by hunger, and smelled a smell of spicy soup, which made her hungry and get up directly.

When I got up, I saw Bingqiao around the stove sticking film, a small iron pot, and a sizzling spicy soup.

Yun Mumu looked at the newcomers and saw them opening a small stove on the stove by themselves, they were not surprised at all.

What they eat, Yun Mumu doesn't know, what Yun Mumu eats, and these palace ladies don't care.

No one eats their own anyway.

The smell of spicy soup in the iron pot wafted throughout the hall.

Yun Mumu had already thought of the taste in its mouth that made people want to bring their tongues into their stomachs.

She couldn't help but swallow her saliva, but she didn't expect that the few palace ladies standing behind her also swallowed their saliva?

See? See?

No one can resist the temptation of good food.

Yun Mumu's gaze skimmed over the bodies of those palace ladies without a trace, and then shook his head regretfully, but it was a pity that the pot of spicy soup made by Bingqiao was a pity.

Then, she turned sideways, turned her back to Duan Yixi, and faced those palace laves.

He took out the bottle of poison given by Duan Yiyao from his sleeve pocket in a very high-profile manner, pulled out the stopper, and poured the whole bottle into the spicy soup.

There is quite a posture of poisoning Duan Yixi all at once, so that these palace ladies can take a good look.

Then use a spoon to stir constantly in the pot to make the poison more even.

Bingqiao smiled and didn't speak.

Thinking to herself, her mother is a dumb doctor, and she is good at boiling medicinal food, and every time she will add some strange things to the ingredients to make the original taste of the food more delicious.

She didn't know what she poured just now, but she hastily felt that it must be the best thing to improve the taste of Hu spicy soup.

Of course, Yun Mumu wouldn't give Duan Yixi this pot of poisonous spicy soup, but she had taken the poison, so she had to sprinkle it, right?

Now, all she has to think about is how to get rid of this pot of spicy soup.

Otherwise, when it came over after a while, he pretended to slip on the soles of his feet and fell.

As she thought, she took a little out of the spoon that stirred the spicy soup, then put it to her mouth and blew it, and finally tasted a small bite.

Well, the taste is really good, the craft of Bingqiao is getting better and better, but it's a little light, the disadvantage is salty, if you sprinkle a little more salt, it's perfect.

Wait a minute!

What did she just drink?

Yun Mumu held a spoon in his hand, and the whole person was motionless, standing there as if petrified.