Chapter 951: Yang Yuhuan is on fire

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The scene was very embarrassing. Xiaoju couldn't understand it, but Nalanchu already understood it.
Taking a deep breath, Nalanchu hurried to Diao Chan's side, neither explaining nor blocking, and stayed quietly.
Diao Chan inspected it carefully, inspecting the time of a tea, "What is this?"
"It's my material." Nalanchu whispered.
Diao Chan's eyes flashed with vigilance, "What is this for embroidery?"
Nalanchu struggled for a long while, "want to make a suit for adults."
"..." Diao Chan looked at the weird pattern and twitched the corners of his mouth.
Naranchu quickly explained, "Of course, you need to practice more, this one ..."
"When will it be done?"
Nalanchu was startled, but then surprised, "Master, do you really want to ... this robe?"
Diao Chan frowned. "Don't you say, embroidered for me? Why did you regret it?"
"How can you regret it? It's just that the embroiderer did ..."
"Then wear it at home." Diao Chan interrupted her. She wanted to turn away, but struggled, and then sighed, "Xiao Ju, go out, I have something to tell her."
"Yes, sir." Xiaoju hurriedly covered her nose and ran out. She would also give her wife a "gas" look before leaving.
Xiaoju left. There were only two people in the room, and Nalanchu was nervous.
Diao Chan went to close the door himself, then reached for the chair near the table, "Sit."
"No, it's still my lord to sit down first. I'll pour tea for you."
Diao Chan nodded his head and sat down, while Nalanchu was skilled at making tea and pouring tea.
Soon, Ayaka was overflowing.
Diao Chan held the tea bowl and took a sip. "Where have I been for more than a month, you should have heard about it."
Nalanchu nodded. "On the day after the adult left, the emperor told me," the voice paused. "Wait, what happened to the adult's injury? What are the symptoms, and does it hurt again?"
"Are you more concerned about Xia's case than my injury?"
Nalanchu took a deep breath and gradually fixed his eyes. "Sir, whether you believe it or not, I have to make it clear. Since you say the Xia family, I am afraid that I have investigated the relationship between me and Xia Yongling, and I care about your The body is the wife's concern for the husband; the concern for the Xia family is based on friendship. Xia Yongling and Xia Gongzi are just brothers and sisters and friends. "
"Oh? Are you friends with Xia Yongling? But Xia Yongling doesn't think of you that way." Diao Chan snorted coldly.
Nalanchu was startled. "Is the adult seeing Xia Gongzi?"
"See you again?" Although Diao Chan's tone was yin and yang, and later found that his tone was wrong, he coughed twice. "I first ask you, how much evidence do you have about Xia Yongling's collection, which can be conveniently handed to me?"
"Convenient, sir, wait a minute." Naranchu turned and left.
Diao Chan stunned.
For a short while, when Nalanchu took back the two booklets, Diao Chan still stared at her with a sting.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Nalanchu asked.
"Why take it out so quickly and don't ask too much? You don't need to make any promises?"
"No," Nalanchu shook his head, "I believe that the adult will definitely help the Xia family to make a mistake."
"..." Diao Chan saw Na Lanchu earnestly, but he whispered something, and finally took the booklet, "How can you be so sure, Xia's family is wronged?"
"Because I trust in Xia, my father also believes that Xia's family must be innocent, and the adult must help them!" Nalan Chu was anxious, and the volume couldn't help raising it.
Diao Chan paused for a long while, and finally sighed, "Okay, I'll do my best." Then he got up.
"Master, what are you going to do?" Nalanchu followed.
Diao Chan, who had already reached the door, stopped and said, "On your trust, I am going to overthrow and investigate again."
Nalanchu was stunned. "Overthrow? My lord means ..."
Diao Chan turned his head to the side, "Don't think about it, embroider your clothes when you have time. I'll wait to wear them." After speaking, I didn't wait for the reaction and left quickly.
Nalanchu was stiff, with complex thoughts.
After a while, Xiaoju came in, had dealt with the nosebleed, changed her clothes, "What is your wife looking at?"
Nalanchu shook his head. "Nothing, I have to make time to make this dress." Then, turning to the embroidery frame.
Xiaoju broke her face at once, "What? Madam, do you really want to make clothes with this embroidery? Adult he can't go out."
Nalanchu's lips chuckled a little smile, "Master said, he wears at home."
"... Okay." Xiaoju said, really couldn't understand the thinking of the two men.
Nalanchu sat down, trying to calm himself down.
Less hectare.
"Ma'am, don't embroider. Your fingers are rotten. Are you embroidering on the embroidery cloth or on your fingers?" Xiao Ju couldn't stand it, and pulled Nalanchu's hand out. It was stained with blood and it was difficult to wash off. "
Nalanchu nodded. "I see. I won't embroider for now."
"Ma'am, are you mindful?" Xiaoju asked.
Nalanchu shook his head. "No, Xiaoju, you accompany me to the kitchen."
Xiao Jumei smiled, "Will the lady stew tonic for the adult?"
Nalanchu blushed and nodded.
"That's right," Xiao Ju said, ambiguous, "Liu Ye gave the slave a tonic formula in private. Would the wife stew it for the adults?"
"What formula?"
"That's it." As she said, Xiaoju took out a piece of paper from her pocket and offered it as a treasure.
Nalanchu picked up the paper, and immediately blushed. "Fuck, this is ... this is ..."
Xiao Ju squeezed her eyes. "Liu Yi said, men can live alive with this supplement, and they will have children."
Nalanchu threw the paper to Xiaoju, and sighed helplessly, "I can carry at least thirty pairs of this aphrodisiac formula, and it is much more effective than this formula."
"Really?" Xiao Ju was excited. "Then we will find the most effective stew."
Nalanchu drew the corner of his mouth. "These recipes are very delicious, and anyone who knows a little about pharmacology can smell them. If an adult's colleagues smell the prescription, they will misunderstand the adult ..." The words that follow did not say.
"That's right, or the lady is thinking about it." Xiao Ju slaps her forehead. "Then let's stew and wait for the adults to come back to drink?"
Nalanchu shook his head. "I'm afraid I won't be back today."
Xiaoju was startled, "Why? Why? Madam, how did you provoke the adult, the wedding night is a month away, so it's easy to wait for you to come back and not go home for the night?"
Nalanchu lowered his eyes. "Forget it, don't stew any supplements, and don't disturb the adults. I still embroider the clothes." Then he returned to the embroidery frame.
She obviously took Diao Chan's popularity away, but instead of getting angry, the adult Diao Chan returned to help her.
Does this mean that Diao Chan has her in her heart?
From the previous upset to the final settlement, Nalanchu found that his lame embroiderer was advancing rapidly, and no longer tied his fingers.
In fact, although her female celebrity is not good, it is not bad. Why is she not playing well?
That night.
There was no sound in the room.
A white crane crane dances beside a pine tree. Although it cannot be brought to life, it is much better than the four crane cranes beside it.
Nalanchu lowered his needle and rubbed his sore eyes, looking towards the door, his eyes softened.
...
Imperial Room.
A young man was so angry that he shouted when he entered the Imperial Dining Room, "Come! Whoever takes charge of the meal, come out for me, I can't bear it."
The royal dining room is divided into two parts. The chef with the highest grade prepares meals for the emperor and concubines, while the chef with low grade or no grade prepares meals for the lower people.
Among them, there are more royal chefs and servants who prepare meals for the emperor and concubines. After all, the expensive meals that the expensive people enjoy daily are complicated and the workmanship is simple. Just stir it a few times.
However, this dynasty is quite special. As the emperor ran to repair the immortals, the concubines were gradually dismissed.
Go back to your mother's home, follow the emperor to go to the immortal to repair the immortal, and the harem has only one concubine, who is the long-song emperor.
The emperor and the husband are not greedy, and unlike the emperor, they need dozens of meals per meal. The emperor and the husband only need six dishes and one soup, so the chefs are very idle.
In the end, the chefs can't stand it. Six dishes and one soup add up to seven dishes, but there are more than a dozen chefs. There must be so many chefs who are useless. Everyone wants to cook. Everyone wanted to please the emperor, so the conflict broke out and the royal chefs fought.
One day, the emperor and the husband did not wait for the meal, but waited for the news that the royal chefs waved a large kitchen knife and chopped their blood. Only then realized the seriousness of the problem, and soon they assigned some lower-ranking royal chefs to another A kitchen prepares meals for people.
However, even if five master chefs remain in the main royal dining room, the emperor stipulates that the main kitchen not only prepares meals for the emperor, the husband and the prince, but also prepares the four beauties and magnolia beads. "Chaos" can be said to have subsided.
The short and fat Chef Wang ran out and said diligently at once, "Oh, what kind of wind has brought Lord Yang? The younger please please Lord Yang."
The visitor was not someone else, it was Yang Yuhuan.
Yang Yuhuan grabbed Wang's collar, "Is your royal dining room too bullying? Seeing Yang Yuhuan's temper is good, he keeps bullying?"
Wang Wangzi stunned, "Bully? Oh, Lord Yang knows clearly, Lord Yang is the celebrity in front of the emperor and the husband. The young ones have the courage to dare not bully Lord Yang. Only Lord Yang bullies the children! "
Yang Yuhuan sneered, "Don't you? Look at what this is?" Then, he pushed the food container into Wang's hand.
When Wang Zizi froze, he quickly opened the food container. "This ... is today's lunch. Is there anything wrong?"
Yang Yuhuan raised his fist and wanted to yell, "You take a closer look."
Chef Wang shook three times. "It's really lunch today? It's just that the adults have eaten the braised pork and the dried fried loin, leaving only the vegetarian dishes."