The mother concubine is not only beautiful, but also very gentle, even the ninety-five supreme Nangong Junshang is deeply trapped in it and can't extricate himself, why is this petite little fox so reluctant?

What an honor it should be to be held by the mother?

Nangong Ling Xie pursed his lips, he couldn't stand it a little, what kind of thing was this person so tired of being so fond of? How could such a good teenager be ignored when he stood there?

"Hmph, big brother, the little fox should give it to me, I don't think she likes it here?" Nangong Lingxie's brain cramped, and as he spoke, he took a step forward and took the little fox who was sulking with his eyes closed from Murong Xiao's arms into his arms, and turned around to leave.

"Emma, don't, I didn't promise to go with you, okay?" Shangguan Linghu snorted, she couldn't speak, she could only hum, because only Nangong Lingxiao and Nangong Lingxiao knew that she could speak human words, so in front of outsiders, she couldn't expose herself, she could only hum.

Nangong Ling Xie raised his eyebrows, patted the head of the little fox in his arms and said, "Hmph, what? If you're not happy, you have to be happy, I'll take you to eat chicken, okay?"

The little fox in his arms didn't move, and looked at Nangong Ling Xie with wide eyes, this guy can't open a pot, she is hungry, don't drop it.

Nangong Lingxiao looked at the little fox's salivating little expression, the curvature of the corners of his lips hooked, he was also hungry.

"I'll come!" Nangong Lingxiao snatched the little fox from Nangong Lingxie's arms in a good temper, and after hugging it, he gently tapped the tip of the little fox's nose and said dotingly: "Let's go, eat chicken!"

A group of black crows flew over the head of Shangguan Linghu: Dude, don't bring such a playful drop!

Hungry, I'm so hungry, when I hear the word chicken, my saliva is overflowing!

Murong Xiao got up from the bed, and stepped down the steps with the support of the palace maid, for fear that she would be pulled down, although she had already finished her breakfast, but she liked the taste of the little fox too much, so without the permission of the two children, she also followed their footsteps to the dining hall.

"Mother, do you want to eat chicken too?" Nangong Ling Xie sat at the dining table beside him.

In the best carved sandalwood chair, Murong Xiao in a purple skirt made people take off the phoenix crown on her head, because Concubine Xiao disdained the position of the queen, although her dress was all in the standard configuration of the queen, but she preferred purple, so in all her clothes and skirts, she had a purple gauze skirt on the bottom, and the gold silk embroidered edges were not dignified or vulgar, making her stand out in the harem, and no one dared to imitate.

"What? don't you like me to eat chicken? Chicken wings are the best, bring me one. "It's close to noon at the moment, so it's also called lunch, and a table of chickens, ducks, fish and shrimp are the little fox's favorites.

In recent days, since the little fox moved into Nanxiao Palace, the cooks in the imperial dining room have changed, and the chefs of Xiaowangfu have moved in, specially serving Shangguan Linghu's diet, mainly because Nangong Lingxiao's illness needs Shangguan Linghu's blood to treat, in order to get better as soon as possible, the people of the entire Xiaowang Mansion are eager to send the best food to Shangguan Linghu, so that she can eat well and make more blood to treat their prince.

"Mother, do you want to eat spicy, slightly spicy, or not spicy? Cumin, spiced, or plain? There are a total of thirty kinds of chicken on this table, stewed, steamed, roasted, and fried, which one do you want to eat?" Nangong Ling smiled and looked at Murong Xiao helplessly.

Murong Xiao Junyan twisted slightly.

"Evil child, thirty kinds of chickens? How can palace chickens make so much? Why don't I know?" Murong Xiao listened to the names of the dishes reported by his son.

Diced Gong Fried Chicken, Sweet and Sour Chicken Cutlet, Grilled Shredded Chicken with Balsamic Vinegar and Avocado, Hanging Roasted Crispy Three Yellow Chicken, Stir-fried Chicken Balls with Choy Sum Chicken with Yellow Sauce, Crispy Chicken with Lemon Juice, Chicken Called Flowers, Spicy Fried Chicken Fillet, Spiced Grilled Chicken Cutlet......

When the names of the dishes were finished, Murong Xiao was also filled with thirty small plates in front of him, and there was a chicken in each plate, large and small, colorful and colorful, with a unique style.

Shangguan Linghu only felt that his brain hurt, this second cargo pit his own mother, how can he be so unlimited, hey-

Shangguan Linghu is small and can't sit on the bench to eat, the palace maid specially brought a homemade chair for the next generation, which is made according to the drawings drawn by Shangguan Linghu, covered with cushions, as well as aprons and other things, even the knife and fork are the scalpels used by Shangguan Linghu for surgery, stainless steel, very novel and unique, there are only four sets, others can only see, can not use.

Shangguan Linghu was very hungry, and he didn't care about anything, he elegantly put on his own small apron, holding a knife and fork that was much smaller than others, and began to cut the chicken in front of him to eat, some of which were small pieces that could be eaten directly, Shangguan Linghu ate it with a small spoon, and her movements were elegant like a beautiful princess, but unfortunately, she was a little fox at the moment, no matter how elegant she was, she would not be coveted.

Nangong Lingxiao sat on the left side, raised his eyes and could see the little fox eating chicken there lonely, although chicken is the little fox's favorite, but unfortunately the little fox is just a month, and then there is an appetite in his opinion It is pitiful to eat less, half a chicken will feed her to the full, watching the little fox put the chicken pieces on the plate into the small mouth one by one to chew, Nangong Lingxiao wants to open the small mouth of Shangguan Linghu to see if her teeth are full, but he can only think about it, his eyes fell on the little fox's lips, thoughtful.

Nangong Lingxiao's mind appeared with the face of a beautiful girl, the girl's dark eyes with a thin mist, reluctantly looked at the mountain in front of her, and muttered to herself: "Let's go, go to your world, here, it doesn't belong to you!"

The girl's beautiful face was deeply imprinted in Nangong Lingxiao's mind, but he couldn't grasp other information, this dream entangled him for sixteen years, as long as he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, he would have this dream, but, since drinking the blood of the little fox, this face gradually faded, with time, the dream gradually dissipated, even the nightmares are gradually decreasing, in the last two days, he can sleep until dawn, and he is completely ignorant of the things around him, just like last night, he was unaware of it, and slept the most calm sleep in sixteen years。

This is both a good thing and a bad thing.

Those who practice martial arts need to listen to the six ways and see all directions, and they can't sleep with their eyes closed, and the sixteen years of experience have made him rarely relax, even if he is far away from the world.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Nangong Lingxiao glanced at Nangong Lingxiao, who was deep in thought, which had never been done before.

Nangong Lingxiao came back to his senses, took a piece of chicken breast with chopsticks, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully.

The feeling of soft, fragrant and tender meat, full of fragrant mouth, with a natural fragrance, this is the taste that the palace kitchen could not make before, and now, with the recipes provided by the little fox, the taste of each dish is excellent, even Murong Xiao, who does not like chicken, also likes to eat chicken, as soon as he talks about eating chicken, Murong Xiao swallows his saliva, which makes them feel anxious as sons.

A chicken completely bought Murong Xiao's heart.