Chapter 1738: Set up a trick (2)

Chapter 1738 Setting up a trick (2)
The sun sets!
Murong Xue, Murong took out the tea house and walked along the straight road.
The roads in Beijing are criss-crossed, but the direction is clear. Murong Xue goes straight along the path and does not mean to turn a little.
Looking at the obvious strange buildings on both sides of the road, Murong could not help but ask: "Sister, where are we going?" This is not the way back to the Wangfu, or the town of Houfu.
"Go to Linjiang Tower!" Murong Xue kept on foot and didn't return back.
Murong groaned and tried to ask: "...Go to Linjiang Building for dinner?"
"Yeah." Murong Xue nodded: Linjiang Tower is a restaurant that drinks and eats food. They go to Linjiang Tower, naturally it is to eat.
Murong Yu: "...you don't go back to the Wangfu, and accompany your brother-in-law to eat?" As far as he knows, my sister and my brother-in-law are eating together almost every day...
Murong Xuetou did not return to the road: "There are some things to do, don't go back to the palace to use dinner." So, she did not return to the government for dinner, and went to Linjiang Building.
Murong Yu: "..."
Well, my brother-in-law is not at home, my sister is not in the mood to eat alone. She wants to change her taste and go to Linjianglou for a meal. Go, let him go with her...
He seems to have not eaten in Linjiang Building for many days, and some of them missed the food of Linjianglou...
It was still early, and there was no guest in the Linjiang Building. Murong Xue and Murong Yu successfully sat in an elegant room on the second floor and ordered a meal suitable for their taste.
The elegant decoration was very elegant. After finishing the meal, Murong Xue sat at the guest table and looked around indiscriminately. A familiar call suddenly came into the ear: "Hey!"
Murong Xue looked up and saw a golden figure. He came in from the wide open window and looked at her with sorrow. The golden hair was not known because it ran too fast, or how it was all blown by the wind. The smashed up, with its ugly eyes, can not tell the pity.
Murong Xue: "...Little Fox, how come you are here?"
"Hey." The baby came to eat rice.
The little fox has a big head and is proud of it.
Murong Xue: "... 蹭?"
"Oh." Yeah, you don't go back to dinner tonight, Ouyang Shaohao does not go back, so, the people of Xiaoyao Wangfu, there is no evening meal for the masters...
......
Wangfu cook did not prepare dinner for the main son, and has nothing to do with Xiaohu? Because she deliberately took care of the cook, she had to take care of the little fox's diet. No matter how much she and the lieutenant were not eating in the palace, the food of the little fox would never be less...
Xiaohu will follow her breath and ran to her for dinner. It should be because the Wangfu cook is preparing for the dinner of Xiaohu, not the heart of Xiaohu...
The craftsmanship of Xiaoyao Wangfu cook is very good, there are many tricks, and the food made can not be repeated for one month.
However, the little fox came to the palace for more than a month. The various dishes made by the chef of the palace have been eaten almost once. There is nothing new, so I know that she is using dinner outside. I ran for a meal and it was fresh.
I just ate rice, she just ordered a few dishes, she and Murong can not finish it... plus a small fox is estimated to be incomplete...
The little fox is a fox, and the most favorite is the chicken: "Small two, plus a roast chicken." Murong Xue told the younger brother who had walked outside the elegant room.
Xiao Er took the lead.
The little fox's black eyes are bright, and it's most like to eat chicken. Murong Xue is a chicken that is specially given to it. Thank you, Murong Xue...
I heard that the roast chicken in Linjianglou is very very good. Good people just smell the taste and they are coveted...
The mouth seems to have saliva to flow down, the little fox lifted the claws and rubbed it, and slammed it to the chair next to Murong Xue, sitting right at the end, waiting for the meal...
(End of this chapter)