Chapter 543: Accompanied by His Royal Highness Princess Qin

Looking at the chopsticks that the dragon came from at night, Han Biaoba had his eyes closed and did not move.
Han Hao has not picked up the chopsticks, and the dragon is not reminded of the night.
Ten dishes and one soup are freshly smoked, all of which are acetic acid-flavored smoke. Soon, the air is full of sour taste.
"Hot eat." The dragon faintly opened its mouth, just like anyone who was okay.
"I just had a full meal downstairs, it's better... my Highness eats myself." Han Han said very well.
In the past, he was always called to His Highness. When he was more serious and angry, he was named after him. Recently, he often praised him as "His Royal Highness" when he was guilty.
"Does the king eat himself?" Long said with no interest in the night.
Han Wei kept a smile, but he was very guilty and didn't dare to answer.
"Are you sure not to eat?" Long asked at night, although the tone was faint, the threatening taste did not fill the room's acetic acid taste.
Han Yu cried, and the sour pastries she had given him could not be seen. It was a conspiracy to know the taste after eating. And this guy is now giving her a table of dishes, all of which are tangible, and it’s just a naked conspiracy. The conspiracy is sulking, and the conspiracy is telling you clearly, this king is very upset!
See Han Han did not answer, the dragon did not force the night, silently retracted the chopsticks, he took a small bowl of hot and sour colorful soup slowly and tastefully.
Did you let her go like this?
Han Hao felt that he thought too much, and he took his chopsticks with his head down.
She likes sweets. She likes the Cantonese cuisine of the original flavor. When she faces the full table of acetic acid, she really doesn't know what to eat, so she casually clips the old hen of acetic acid.
This old hen of acetic acid is not like the chicken soup that Zhao Wei gave her before the dragon, but the fried chicken. If I ignore the smell of acetic acid, it is quite good.
Long Fei night glanced over, his brows were slightly stunned, but he did not say anything.
Han Wei clipped a chicken silk and sniffed it, almost nausea, this sour taste can be described as strong.
Long is not the night, it seems that the handsome brow is even tighter, but he still does not say anything.
Han Hao was sad and had a small face. Although she was unwilling to do so, she still ate the scalp and ate the chicken.
Just after the entrance, it was just a taste bud protest. She could bite a few times and her teeth protested.
Sour, salty, sour and salty is very irritating, and Han Yu’s bite is more disgusting. I always feel that this is a deteriorating thing. I really want to swallow a hundred, but I can't swallow it. I swallowed it in the throat several times. After all, I couldn't stand the smell and vomited back.
Han Yu wanted to eat with rice. At this time, I found ten dishes and one soup, and there was no meal at all!
Say good food?
Oh...
At this moment, there is only one thought in her mind, not to vomit, nor to cry, but... the royal king of Qin, the minister is wrong!
She was wronged to look at the dragon night, but she was watching her at night, and her face was very bad.
Han Wei recognized, silently bowed his head, who knows that the dragon is not angry at night, "I still don't spit it out! Stupid woman!"
When Han Hao was in a big fight, he quickly spit it out and was about to talk. The dragon had already poured a cup of warm water over the night, and he gave a cold command, "漱口!"
The atmosphere was very serious. It was obvious that this guy looked fierce, but Han Hao looked at him and suddenly smiled. His mouth was sour, but his heart was as sweet as honey.
"Oh." She swears and swears.
Long Fei night always stared at her with a frown, like supervision, until Han Han cleaned his mouth, he came to a bowl of soup, or the cold command tone, "Drink."
Han
I can only do it, just took a sip, and she slammed into the dragon and watched it all night.
God, how are you so delicious?
Han Yu took this seriously and saw that the soup was crystal clear. The seven ingredients were distinct in color, namely crab meat, egg silk, hairy silk, enoki mushroom, tofu, sausage, and radish.
Try it again, smooth and refreshing, the soup tastes mellow, although it has a spicy taste of pepper, but it is not strong, and does not cover up the delicious taste of the seven kinds of ingredients, it can be said that the acid is slightly spicy, spicy is not hidden.
How can there be such a good soup, it can't stop.
Long did not sit back in the night, silently continue to drink soup, Han Hao suddenly realized, she just did not realize that Long Fei is drinking this soup at night? She didn't have to drink with him, why did she pick the vinegar and slap the old hen?
It’s stupid to cry!
She looked at the dragon and night, and didn't know what to say.
The dragon didn't look up at her, and she looked cold and cold. "Isn't it hot?"
Han Hao did not speak, just stared at him, just smiled sweet and sour, but at this time he could not laugh.
Because, full of heart!
"What are you doing? Don't you drink it soon?" Long asked the night unhappy, so cold days, drinking soup is hot.
Han Han still looks at him and does not speak.
Long Feiye has had enough of her stupidity, her face is gloomy, she is about to speak. Who knows that Han Han suddenly said, "Dragon is not night, I love you very much!"
"Hey!"
The bowl in the hands of Long Fei night fell on the table, and the soup was full of tables. He quickly got up. He was very uncomfortable and coughed twice. He didn’t feel so embarrassed. Who knows, the bowl on the table suddenly rolled to the ground. And "嘭" got a break to silence the room.
Han Yu’s mouth is flying, and the dragon is not coughing at night. It is obviously a loss of hand and foot. Of course, this is only a moment, and he quickly sat down calmly.
Han Wei looked at him and said again, "Dragon is not night, I love you very much!"
It seems to be a play, in fact, she is serious.
He has a great heart for the world, and he has to take the whole continent. However, his heart is very small, so small that he even has a bowl of soup, a piece of jewelry, an action, a word.
"Dragon is not night, I love you very much."
She looked into his deep eyes and insisted on asking him an answer.
He was still serious, but he answered her after all. "This king has already known."
He said, Tang is still in front of her, clearly to block her mouth, such a cold temper, how can I get used to such a straightforward confession?
Han Han wants to push on again, and he estimates that he has to lose his mind.
Want Qin Wang to say that love is so easy?
Han Hao knows that his temper is no longer. She should have been snickered without being really punished.
She is satisfied with the delicious colorful soup.
Soon, the shop Xiaoji sent the rice, Chu Xifeng and Tang stayed outside and smelled a sour taste. The two looked at each other for a long time. Tang opened his mouth first. "A few months?"
Chu Xifeng tried hard to think back. As far as he knows, the two masters are too busy to sleep, and it is unlikely that they will be free to make people.
Moreover, as for the incompetent temper of the royal wife of Qin Wang, if it is, how can it allow Wang Hao’s mother to run around?

Not very likely?
Chu Xifeng answered seriously.
"Why do you eat so so?" Tang asked inexplicably.
Chu Xifeng did not understand it, so he tried hard to think back. In the end, he remembered one thing. He remembered that when he went to Meihai in Jiangnan that night, he was beaten by Qin Wang.
"Is it impossible to be that night?" Chu Xifeng muttered to himself.
"Which day?" Tang couldn't understand. According to him, it is unlikely that Long Fei will be so fast for children. It is enough for Han Wei to worry about it.
"It may be more than that day, they lived in Meihai for a few days." Chu Xifeng muttered to himself.
So, the two men came together to discuss the problem of Han Han’s stomach and forgot to go to dinner.
In the house, Han Yu has already had enough food, and the dragon has returned to normal in the night, and the things that have just happened have never happened.
However, Han Yu remembered the taste of this bowl of colorful hot and sour soup for a lifetime. Long Fei remembered what she said three times.
"Tomorrow and Wang Lao talk about the cooperation between the drug city and the drug ghost hall, let Chu Xifeng send Mu Linger back to Ningnan, we..."
Long Fei stopped for a moment and then said seriously, "Let's go to Tianshan!"
Han Wei was very surprised. She thought that Long Fei would go back to Ningnan with her.
"Tianshan...has something?" she asked suspiciously. In fact, she was curious for a long time. If she did not guess wrong, Duanmu Yao was still in Tianshan.
"I didn't promise you before? It just happened to go up the mountain this season, and then drag it down, it will be next year." Long Fei explained.
The Tianshan Mountains are in the most northwestern part of the Yunkong continent, west of the Western Zhou Dynasty and the Medical City. The peaks are extremely high. The seven peaks are snow all year round. The snow is thickest in winter and spring, and it is difficult for even the Tianshan disciples. Nothing will happen.
Han Hao certainly did not forget to bet with Long Fei night and pit his things.
"Okay! Let's go tomorrow!" She promised happily.
A lot of things, she does not force, chasing and asking, as long as the dragon is not willing to tell her slowly, it is good.
If you go to Tianshan, you should be able to see the master of Long Feiye.
The person who can teach the dragon and the night, who is good at martial arts, must be worthy of respect. Han Hao is very much looking forward to it.
She sat close and whispered. "Dragon is not night. It seems that I have nothing to do with the Western Qin Dynasty."
I always wanted to talk about this thing with the dragon and the night. It’s a pity that Gu Qi is less, not easy to open, and it’s just now.
Her mother is a drug city, her father is a poisonous person, and this is not related to Xi Qin. It seems that the person of the movie family is coming to the little things.
The dragon pressed the hand on the armrest clearly and tightly, but Han Han did not find it. He was decisive and decided. "Well!"
Han Hao sighed, "Oh, unfortunately, I still think that if there is the power of Xiqin, it can help you!"
Long Fei night licked her bangs, did not speak, but the heart said, "Han Han, if you know that this king is Prince Dong Qin, do you still have this idea?"
The drug city event has finally come to an end. This night, the two sleep in bed and rest early.
Han Yu was in the arms of the dragon's non-night, and fell asleep beautifully. She didn't know that the dragon didn't sleep for a night.
Take her to the top of the mountain, have to do a lot of preparation.
On the following day, they talked with Wang Lao about a lot of medicinal materials. Han Hao went to the medicinal forest and the drug king.
On the way back, Han Yu and Long Fei went to the poisonous pool.
Originally, I also planned to use this poisonous pool pit to be a sinister. I didn’t expect the drug city to be so fast, but I didn’t expect to know so many secrets about the butterfly dream here.
This pharmacy is really nothing.
Looking at the pool of empty , the dragon is not faint at night. "Fortunately, you took poisonous water."
The water and poisonous grass in the pool disappeared out of thin air. If non-Han Han took water at the time, where did they go to find the poisonous water?
Han Wei snickered, is about to answer, who knows that the eyes are black, coma in the past...
(End of this chapter)