Vol 2 Chapter 3949: Reborn witch: the road to the Queen of the Phoenix dynasty (12)

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It seems that it has fallen into an unprecedented psychedelic place, step by step, and cannot be extricated.
"I think you think you can eat a few gimmicks." After all, Feng Qi felt that she was so bad with him. She frowned and took her wrist: "I just didn't have any meals, you. I can serve you well, otherwise today's sin can't be avoided."
"Then it depends on the food of the King's Palace. It's good to eat. If it's delicious, I must wait for the king." Luo turned the dust and turned his mouth, always with a smile.
Feng Qi looked at her, and this moment was a bit of a distraction.
She looks good, even the white dress is still very nice, as if it is the kind of fairy who came out of the mountains.
Slow and gentle, it is as light as dust.
It just can't be opened. After all, if you speak openly, most of them will live and die.
"The food of the Phoenix Dynasty is famous all over the world. What do you want to eat? Let the Yufu House do it for you tonight." Feng Qi puts a hand in his hand; "Come to -"
"The slave is here."

Notice the imperial dining room and set the table for the feast.

I saw the next second, the minions looked at each other and immediately said, "Yes."
They don't know who the woman is standing next to Fengqi, and she doesn't know where the woman came from. They only know that this woman must not be simple.
Because the emperor of the ancient phoenix was not close to the female color, this is already the whole phoenix dynasty, whether it is the eldest son of the seventy-eighth, or the doll that is still scented.
It is precisely because of Fengqi's not close female color, not to mention the so-called harem, and even the palace palace even the palace ladies are few and far between.
If you can solve it with your father-in-law, you don't need to recruit a palace girl. This is the clear-text rule since Feng Qi was king.
Luo Dian Chen saw them retreating and looked at Feng Xiu. "What is a palace feast?"
"The feast of the palace, one hundred and eight dishes." Feng Qi answered very calmly, but he was shocked by the dust.
"What? One hundred and eight?" She suffocated, and widened her eyes: "So exaggerated? You have made them too rushed to prepare now!"
One hundred and eight dishes, she can't finish eating for a week!
The so-called granules are hard, no need to be so extravagant.
"Is it going?" Feng Qi blinked slightly, not knowing why he saw the strange look of Luo Ding at this moment. He felt that his heart was particularly pleasant.
Probably because she felt too calm for all of her time.
On the contrary, nothing in the world can scare her.
Even the ghosts are not afraid...
"Yes!" Luo looked at his eyebrows and smirked at the corner of his mouth: "Actually, I suddenly felt that the king said it was quite right. I can eat a few gimmicks like this."

Oh yeah?
Feng Qi immediately responded:
Since you also think that what I said makes sense, come –

"what?!"
Luo Ding also wants to say something, but was interrupted by the sharp public voice.
"The slave is in --"
"The palace feast does not have to be prepared, just prepare a few hoes!"
"Yes..." The father-in-law said: "There are a few dishes that are about to go out of the pot..."
"If you want it!" Luo Dingchen was very wit and decisive to respond in front of Feng Qi: "If you have already cooked it, don't waste it! Let me taste the food of your Feng Dynasty!"
"This..." The father-in-law looked at Feng Qi.
Feng Qi nodded lightly: "According to what she said."
"Yes--"