Chapter 35: The most difficult to suffer from beauty

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As the saying goes, if you don't die, you won't die. When you see the moment of the kitchen knife, there is an ominous premonition in the heart.
Difficult to move the throat, just want to leave silently, then see Xia Yuqing looked up and looked at the head, muttered: "It's strange, where is the setting? Isn't it to help?"
His eyes swayed outside and finally settled on the face of a somewhat stiff face. "The emperor, why are you coming so early?"
The little of the guardian gate of the Fangfang Temple silently covered his eyes, could not bear to look straight, and screamed in his heart, my little ancestors, your eyes are furnishings? After watching it for so long, I found out that the emperor stood before you? and……
The little took a glance at the kitchen knife that was still stuck in the pillars, and the heart was in the heart. In fact, the master was just a singer. Hey, the slaves and the horses did not see the horses did not see, hey, the heart is so tired, and the feet will not love again!
Xia Yuqing naturally did not see the inner entanglement of her own eunuch, her eyes moved up slightly. After seeing the kitchen knife still on the pillar, her eyes were slightly brighter and excited toward the wind: "The Emperor is helping The courtiers pulled the kitchen knife out, and the meal would be fine for a while. The courtier would not let the emperor wait for a long time."
The wind blows the eyebrows and shakes, the heart is entangled, can you... don’t help? Although I thought so in my heart, I still pulled the kitchen knife down and handed it back to Xia Yuqing’s hands.
Seeing Xia Yuqing took the kitchen knife and quickly flashed into the small kitchen, then there was a burst of pots and pans mourning the sound of the protest, the wind and the face was a stiff, just the ominous premonition became more and more intense.
If you hear that Xia Yuqing's cooking is just a frightening battle, now I can see that the table in front of me can't see the original animal and plant corpse. The feeling of being popular is not a regret to describe.
Slightly difficult to swallow, the wind whispered and asked: "These are all loved ones?"
"Yeah, all of them are specially prepared for the emperor. Although the selling is a little worse, the taste should still be decent. The emperor will try it faster and see if it suits the taste?" Xia Yuqing warmly greeted the wind. meal.
Under the eyes of Xia Yuqing's expectation, the silver chopsticks in the hands of the wind circling around in the air, finally reluctantly fell on a black-like thing in front of him.
"this is……"
"That is the Eight Treasure Wild Duck." Xia Yuqing excitedly introduced.
"Hey?" Everyone in the house, including the wind, heard the words. All of them looked at Xia Yuqing with a stunned expression. In the heart, they all came up with a word: Love (the goddess), you are actually mistaken. The crow is baked as a wild duck!
The silver chopsticks in the hands of the wind shook, and the backs were not collected. The two coughs were light and coughed. "It’s cool in autumn, and I didn’t pay attention to the increase or decrease of clothes in the first two days. I was affected by the cold. The doctor said that the body has been cold. So this duck, I am afraid I can’t eat it today.

"Hey?" Xia Yuqing groaned, and his face floated a few points. "This way, don't eat this dish."
The wind sighed and did not loosen. Another pot of hot and unidentified objects had already reached its front. The face of the wind was stiff and whispered: "This is another..."
"This is a fish-boiled stew, but the soup head has been smashed from the back to the palace yesterday. If the emperor can't eat the duck, then eat some fish."
The wind and eyebrows twitched and looked at the thin white silk floating on the gray soup water.
The eunuchs who were waiting for the two in the house looked at the porcelain pots with incompetence and curiosity. The corners of the mouth were a pumping, and they couldn’t bear to face each other.
Niangni, are you simmering the spider silk into the fish soup? Feeding the fish that float on the hairy soup like a tightly wrapped spider web!
The chopsticks in the hand of the wind stopped in the air for a long time. After all, I still couldn’t poke into the soup. I took back the chopsticks and said: "This is not very suitable for these foraging. It is rarely touched on weekdays. This fish is very thin. I’m afraid..."
"Seafood allergies?" Xia Yuqing is a glimpse, looking at the windy eyes more and more wronged, the eyes clearly with a bit of condemnation, "I can't eat the food, the emperor does not say to the ministers early? So many dishes are more or less contaminated with mites, can you not eat them?"
The wind screamed and the words doubled up, and the heart was full of joy. On the face, it was pretending to have a very regrettable expression. He whispered: "Forgetting to talk to love, you can’t eat, it’s a negligence.朕 朕 妃 妃 妃 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。
As soon as the wind was over, he shouted in a hurry and gave his eyes to the people on the side, letting them quickly carry these humanoid weapons.
Just when the wind thought that I had escaped, I heard that Xia Yuqing heard a low drink: "Slow."
The heart of the wind suddenly raised it again: "Love, what's wrong?"
Xia Yuqing’s eyes staring at the round, round, like a in the hands of the green nucleus, and he said:
This chestnut cake is not foraging. The emperor, the courtier, said that you like to eat sweets. I made this chestnut cake so much, you won’t be..."
The refusal to export is just a slam, and my heart secretly cursed Liu Yi’s setting for thousands of times. Looking at Xia Yuqing’s expression, you didn’t know that I cried to you, and finally swallowed, twitching. I handed the silver chopsticks in my hand. Then, under the eyes of everyone, or the sympathy or curiosity, poke on the hard chestnut cake, put a small piece in the mouth, chew...
"Ah... Emperor... What happened to you in the emperor?" The screams in the hall of Fang Fang rang again.
Accompanied by the excitement of Xia Yuqing, the palace ladies woke up like a dream, and they screamed in the past, but I didn’t know that the little shouted: "Ah...ah, the silver chopsticks turned black. Hehe... ...the doctor is too medical...the emperor is poisoned."
"..." The small who watched the door outside the hall heard a silent look at the people in the temple who had become a mess, and looked at the sky silently.
I used to listen to old people who said that in this world, the hardest thing to do is to be beautiful. At that time he was still small, don't understand! Now he can understand it, the beauty of the is not really affordable for the average person! Too murderous, there is wood, farsighted~
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