At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he boasted of his great achievements and invited merit in front of Wen Moqing.

Wen Moqing looked at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty like this, and felt more and more disgusted.

She often regrets how she obeyed him, if she marries Dongling Luo with a perfect body, the child in this womb will not have to fall, if it is a boy, then it will be the future son of the palace.

Not only does he not have to suffer this sin, but he can also rely on his mother and son to become more expensive, and his identity will be on a higher level.

But right now.

Wen Moqing had to hook up with Ming Chu.

In case he leaked the slightest bit of rumors.

When the time comes, she will die without a place to be buried.

Thereupon.

Wen Moqing endured the nausea in her heart.

looked at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty with affection.

"Brother Chu, I'm glad you're here."

As he spoke, he put a happy face into Ming Chu's arms.

It's just that when he raised his eyes at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty.

Wen Moqing's eyes showed a fierce light, and his murderous intent suddenly appeared.

Kitchen.

There was a clanging sound on the board.

When Red Sleeves came in, he saw Xia Tan'er wearing an apron and chopping meat with a big knife in both hands.

That posture was quite cathartic, with a serious expression, and a fierce light in his eyes, as if he was about to cut someone down.

Redsleeves paused at the door.

Or go forward.

"Miss, the prime minister and the son have returned home."

"Boom."

As soon as the words fell, the big knife slashed the board.

Xia Tan'er lowered her hand, wiped it on her apron, picked up this lump of meat puree, and placed it in a porcelain bowl.

"Hmm."

She replied coldly.

Turning around, he walked towards the stove with the bowl of pureed meat.

Red Sleeves looked at Xia Tan'er's back and felt distressed.

When she was in the hall before, she heard Xia Zhao's insulting words word for word.

I really didn't expect that there would be such a stupid father in this world.

No wonder, Lu Yimo will reconcile with him, I'm afraid he can't bear it anymore.

The more she felt sorry for Xia Tan'er, the more Red Sleeves wanted to take care of Xia Tan'er.

I saw Xia Tan'er boiling water.

Redsleeves hurriedly walked up.

"Miss, I'll light the fire."

"Hmm."

This little girl has a job in her eyes.

She can't be busy alone, so it's okay to find someone to help.

"Both pots."

"Yes, miss."

A pot is used to boil water, so that you can cook noodles.

The other pot is naturally fried with ingredients.

Tanglin's food has always been light, and there is not much oil and water, so people have no appetite at all.

Even when Song Lingcheng was living, he was boiled and ate a diet meal alive.

Where is Xia Tan'er used to eating.

In modern times, the most calories are needed for surgery on weekdays, let alone marching in the wilderness, and you can really eat whatever you need to replenish energy quickly.

What's more, she is pregnant with a child now.

If your mouth doesn't taste, you want to eat something heavy.

Not to mention all kinds of greasy and spicy, a bowl of noodle soup with a little oil and water is also ready.

Therefore, she is cooking today, not only to let Nine Emperor Uncle appreciate her cooking skills, but also to satisfy her own appetite.

There was a bang.

The minced meat is poured into the cauldron.

The oil rattled.

Stir-fry.

The fragrance suddenly came to my nose.

In the red sleeves that lit the fire, I couldn't help but stand up when I smelled the fragrance.

"Miss, it's so fragrant."

The eyes that looked at her were full of the word longing.

Xia Tan'er chuckled.

"Little glutton, make a good fire and prepare your share."

"Thank you, Miss, thank you, Miss."

I really didn't expect that with Xia Tan'er, I could eat different delicious food.

Redsleeves was overjoyed.

Stir-fry the minced meat.

The dough that I kneaded earlier is almost awake.

Xia Tan'er walked to the table.

Knead the dough one by one.

After kneading into a large string of long strips.

She cut several pieces of dough with a knife.

Rub it together again.

Not for a while.

The dough became a long strip.

I saw Xia Tan'er grabbing her two ends, flicking it on the table, and then putting it together, and flicking it again.

Repeat comes and goes.

There are so many more noodles out of thin air.

The noodles were as thin as a hair.

Xia Tan'er pulled the two ends like this, holding this large pile of noodles, and fell into the boiling pot with a splash.

Use long chopsticks to pluck a few times.

Xia Tan'er put a few more vegetable leaves.

Then he lifted the lid of the pot and covered it/

Then pour some oil into the pot where the meat has just been fried.

Grab three eggs.

Then I knocked it down and sprinkled it with a little salt.

Wait until the poached eggs are formed.

Then scoop up the hot water from the noodles next to it and pour it in.

The soup turned white in an instant.

After a while, the noodles were cooked.

Xia Tan'er put three large bowls, put salt, monosodium glutamate, and soy sauce in them, and mixed some lard and put them in them.

Wait for the water to boil.

Grab a scoop and flush.

The white soup is dyed with soy sauce, and the lard melts into a shiny oil in an instant.

Then put the ramen noodles in each place, add the boiled vegetables, and put the poached eggs on each.

Three bowls of noodles are like ink paintings.

Presented in front of the eyes of the Red Sleeves.

"This bowl is yours, and the remaining two bowls will be brought back to the room to eat."

"Yes, Miss!"

Xia Tan'er looked at the red sleeves and couldn't wait.

I couldn't help but smile.

This may be the meaning of cooking.

In the past, she learned to cook all kinds of dishes just to satisfy her appetite.

Now when I look at someone eating my own food, I look very satisfied.

It is false to say that it is false to deceive people, Xia Tan'er's heart is full of warmth at the moment.

She placed the two bowls of noodles together in a tray and took two spoons and chopsticks.

I picked it up and went back to my room.

along the way.

The fragrance is overflowing.

The secret guards hiding in the corner, one by one, couldn't help but move their index fingers.

I hate that I am on duty at the moment, otherwise, I have to go to Red Sleeves and taste what this noodles taste like.

Footsteps outside the room got closer and closer.

Tanglin Jiu's ears moved.

Busy cleaning up everything that was just messed up.

At the moment when Xia Tan'er entered, she immediately rushed back to the bed.

Pretending that nothing had happened, he continued to sit cross-legged and close his eyes.

"Nine Emperor Uncles, get dressed and come out for lunch."

"Hmm."

Hiding his panic, Tanglin Jiu's voice returned to its previous coldness.

He stumbled.

Dressed in obscene clothes, he stepped out of bed.

As soon as Xia Tan'er turned around, she saw this scene.

For a moment, it was as if the two were ordinary husband and wife.

The husband had just gotten up, and the wife had already brought breakfast, and the two of them were in this small room, eating together, chatting together, and living a good life.

Although she has no intention of washing her hands and making soup, once in a while, she is quite a bit of husband and wife.

Dongling Jiu looked at Xia Tan'er and looked at himself in a daze.

When he walked up, he couldn't help but flick her forehead.

But just after playing, Tanglin Jiu regretted it a little.

Even he himself was a little surprised.

He would actually do such an intimate thing with Xia Tan'er as the Nine Emperor Uncles, completely forgetting the seriousness and nobility that this identity has always come from.