Murong Qianqian said with a smile: "Li Cai, please get up. Do you think my newly folded red plums are beautiful? Smell them again, they are particularly fragrant."

Li Cai stood up and said with an apologetic smile: "It is indeed more colorful and beautiful than other red plums, and it is particularly fragrant. What can I say, slave? There are no red plums nearby, so why can I smell the fragrance from so far away?"

"I also think that, Li Cai, please hurry up and get a big vase, and put it in the emperor's study later. It will make him feel refreshed when he smells it, and he will feel more energetic while reviewing the papers."

"Yes~" Li Cai turned around and suddenly remembered something, stopped and said: "Your Majesty, the Emperor said that no one else is allowed to come in and disturb you when reviewing the papers. I'm afraid..."

Murong Qianqian frowned and said unhappily: "Is this palace someone else?"

"Of course... no, but I think it's so cold outside, and I'm sick. Why don't you go back to the palace to rest and warm yourself up."

"Isn't there a brazier in Haoxuan Palace? I can't warm myself up if I go in there. By the way, I also made a pot of soup, so I can warm myself up by drinking it for a while."

While talking, Murong Qianqian took the soup she had just made from Xiang Mo's hand, patted the jar proudly, then opened the door and stepped in.

Li Cai wanted to step forward to stop him, but as soon as he took a step, Xiang Mo stepped sideways in front of him and scolded: "Eunuch Li, my queen and the emperor are so sweet, why are you joining in the fun?"

"Miss Xiangmo, you don't know something. My predecessors, Concubine Zhen and Concubine Meng, also forced their way in and were kicked out by the emperor in the end. Think about your master..."

Li Cai stopped talking here, and both he and Xiang Mo looked in the direction of the door with sympathetic eyes, shrinking their necks and waiting for the deafening roar inside.

But - for a long time, there was no movement, as if it was a stone thrown into the sea.

Murong Qianqian hummed a cheerful ditty and skipped all the way into Haoxuan Hall. She didn't forget to straighten her skirt when she walked to the inner curtain.

"Dingling bell~", as the curtain of agate beads was opened, a series of crisp sounds came out.

Xuanyuan Yao was immersed in a thick pile of folding papers. When he heard this voice, he couldn't help but frowned and said without raising his head: "Didn't I tell you that no one is allowed to come in?"

The voice was a bit cold. Murong Qianqian had recently gotten used to his gentle side, so she didn't come back to her senses for a moment. She just stared at him in surprise while holding the basket.

Feeling the two burning eyes, Xuanyuan Yao paused with the brush in his hand, "Get out~" and then slowly raised his head, "You didn't hear my fate... Qianqian, why is it you?"

The coldness in his eyes turned into warmth like spring sunshine in an instant. He hurriedly put down the fold in his hand, walked forward with a clear smile, and put his hands on her shoulders.

"Qianqian, why are you here? Didn't I tell you that it's not a good time to go out on such a cold and freezing day? Didn't I ask you to stay in the palace and wait for me to come back?"

As he spoke, he held Murong Qianqian's cold little hand and held it in his chest with a breath, forming a sharp contrast with the emperor who had a harsh voice before.

Murong Qianqian pursed her lips and said angrily: "If Yaoyao wants to drive people away, just say so. Why are you using the cold weather as an excuse? Didn't you see that the sun is shining brightly outside today?"

Xuanyuan Yao rubbed both sides of his nose and said in a tired voice: "Really? I'm really too busy today and I haven't left the door of Haoxuan Hall yet."

Then he saw the basket in Murong Qianqian's hand and said with a smile: "What is this? Qianqian also made a special trip to bring me supplements. Are you afraid that I won't have the strength to do things tonight?"

Hearing this, Murong Qianqian had three black lines on her forehead, "Yao Yao, I realized that what I saw of you before was all an illusion. It turns out that you are actually a big bad wolf."

Put the basket on the desk, take out a blue and white porcelain soup bowl, put some into it with a spoon, "I made this by myself, how do you like it?"

"You... cooked it by yourself?" Xuanyuan Yao glanced at the soup in confusion, but seeing her diligent look on her face, he had to grit his teeth and take a few sips.

Murong Qianqian held her cheeks with both hands and thought: It turns out that watching the one you love drink the soup you made is such a happy thing.

"Yao Yao~ How does it taste? Is it delicious?" She blinked and asked with a smile.

Of course - not great!

Xuanyuan Yao's face turned black after taking this sip of soup, but he still smiled and said: "It's... not bad, but Qianqian, you added something to it, and it feels very... when you drink it.

unique."

Unique, this is a compliment!

Murong Qianqian immediately looked proud, and poured some soup into Xuanyuan Yao's bowl, "I added pepper, watermelon juice, star anise, etc. to the soup. Isn't it particularly delicious?"

Damn, what is all this?

Xuanyuan Yao complained repeatedly in his heart, twitching his brows as he looked at the filled bowl of soup, with ten thousand thoughts in his heart.

"Haha~ very fresh." But there is still a compliment on his lips.

Murong Qianqian laughed so hard that her branches trembled when she heard this, and urged: "Well, Yaoyao, drink it while it's hot~otherwise it won't taste fresh after a while when it cools down."

Xuanyuan Yao took a deep breath, and after contemplating his emotions for a moment, he gritted his teeth and drank a bowl of soup.

I have drunk something unpleasant, but I have never eaten anything so unpleasant.

However, although his body was suffering more painful torture than Ling Chi, Xuanyuan Yao was still happy in his heart. After all, this was the first time that the woman he loved cooked food for him.

Seeing Xuanyuan Yao drinking so happily, Murong Qianqian thought to herself, wow, it seems that this girl is really smart and has a great future in becoming the God of Cooking.

Then she took the bowl Xuanyuan Yao handed her and licked the remaining juice at the bottom of the bowl with her tongue. She immediately said "Wow~" and almost vomited out the bile.

"Yao Yao, how did you drink it so hard?" Murong Qianqian quickly rinsed her mouth with tea and wiped the corners of her mouth and asked in disbelief.

Xuanyuan Yao took her into his arms and gently touched her nose with his fingertips, "Because this is the soup that my woman made specially for me. Even if it tastes terrible, to me it is the most delicious soup in the world."

of."

The gentle voice gently brushed against her ears, and the softness in Murong Qianqian's heart was stirred again, "Yao Yao has a slippery tone, I don't know if what he said is the truth."

"Then how can you prove that I told the truth and drank the whole pot of soup?" Xuanyuan Yao pressed his chin against her head and asked seriously.

"Then forget it. If Yao Yao eats this pot of soup, I guess this study will have to be moved to the front of the latrine." Murong Qianqian shook her head, she was still very self-aware. Murong Qianqian said with a smile:

"Li Cai, please get up. Do you think my newly folded red plums are beautiful? Smell them again. They are particularly fragrant."

Li Cai stood up and said with an apologetic smile: "It is indeed more colorful and beautiful than other red plums, and it is particularly fragrant. What can I say, slave? There are no red plums nearby, so why can I smell the fragrance from so far away?"

"I also think that, Li Cai, please hurry up and get a big vase, and put it in the emperor's study later. It will make him feel refreshed when he smells it, and he will feel more energetic while reviewing the papers."

"Yes~" Li Cai turned around and suddenly remembered something, stopped and said: "Your Majesty, the Emperor said that no one else is allowed to come in and disturb you when reviewing the papers. I'm afraid..."

Murong Qianqian frowned and said unhappily: "Is this palace someone else?"

"Of course... no, but I think it's so cold outside, and I'm sick. Why don't you go back to the palace to rest and warm yourself up."

"Isn't there a brazier in Haoxuan Palace? I can't warm myself up if I go in there. By the way, I also made a pot of soup, so I can warm myself up by drinking it for a while."

While talking, Murong Qianqian took the soup she had just made from Xiang Mo's hand, patted the jar proudly, then opened the door and stepped in.

Li Cai wanted to step forward to stop him, but as soon as he took a step, Xiang Mo stepped sideways in front of him and scolded: "Eunuch Li, my queen and the emperor are so sweet, why are you joining in the fun?"

"Miss Xiangmo, you don't know something. My predecessors, Concubine Zhen and Concubine Meng, also forced their way in and were kicked out by the emperor in the end. Think about your master..."

Li Cai stopped talking here, and both he and Xiang Mo looked in the direction of the door with sympathetic eyes, shrinking their necks and waiting for the deafening roar inside.

But - for a long time, there was no movement, as if it was a stone thrown into the sea.

Murong Qianqian hummed a cheerful ditty and skipped all the way into Haoxuan Hall. She didn't forget to straighten her skirt when she walked to the inner curtain.

"Dingling bell~", as the curtain of agate beads was opened, a series of crisp sounds came out.

Xuanyuan Yao was immersed in a thick pile of folding papers. When he heard this voice, he couldn't help but frowned and said without raising his head: "Didn't I tell you that no one is allowed to come in?"

The voice was a bit cold. Murong Qianqian had recently gotten used to his gentle side, so she didn't come back to her senses for a moment. She just stared at him in surprise while holding the basket.

Feeling the two burning eyes, Xuanyuan Yao paused with the brush in his hand, "Get out~" and then slowly raised his head, "You didn't hear my fate... Qianqian, why is it you?"

The coldness in his eyes turned into warmth like spring sunshine in an instant. He hurriedly put down the fold in his hand, walked forward with a clear smile, and put his hands on her shoulders.

"Qianqian, why are you here? Didn't I tell you that it's not a good time to go out on such a cold and freezing day? Didn't I ask you to stay in the palace and wait for me to come back?"

As he spoke, he held Murong Qianqian's cold little hand and held it in his chest with a breath, forming a sharp contrast with the emperor who had a harsh voice before.

Murong Qianqian pursed her lips and said angrily: "If Yaoyao wants to drive people away, just say so. Why are you using the cold weather as an excuse? Didn't you see that the sun is shining brightly outside today?"

Xuanyuan Yao rubbed both sides of his nose and said in a tired voice: "Really? I'm really too busy today and I haven't left the door of Haoxuan Hall yet."

Then he saw the basket in Murong Qianqian's hand and said with a smile: "What is this? Qianqian also made a special trip to bring me supplements. Are you afraid that I won't have the strength to do things tonight?"

Hearing this, Murong Qianqian had three black lines on her forehead, "Yao Yao, I realized that what I saw of you before was all an illusion. It turns out that you are actually a big bad wolf."

Put the basket on the desk, take out a blue and white porcelain soup bowl, put some into it with a spoon, "I made this by myself, how do you like it?"

"You... cooked it by yourself?" Xuanyuan Yao glanced at the soup in confusion, but seeing her diligent look on her face, he had to grit his teeth and take a few sips.

Murong Qianqian held her cheeks with both hands and thought: It turns out that watching the one you love drink the soup you made is such a happy thing.

"Yao Yao~ How does it taste? Is it delicious?" She blinked and asked with a smile.

Of course - not great!

Xuanyuan Yao's face turned black after taking this sip of soup, but he still smiled and said: "It's... not bad, but Qianqian, you added something to it, and it feels very... when you drink it.

unique."

Unique, this is a compliment!

Murong Qianqian immediately looked proud, and poured some soup into Xuanyuan Yao's bowl, "I added pepper, watermelon juice, star anise, etc. to the soup. Isn't it particularly delicious?"

Damn, what is all this?

Xuanyuan Yao complained repeatedly in his heart, twitching his brows as he looked at the filled bowl of soup, with ten thousand thoughts in his heart.

"Haha~ very fresh." But there is still a compliment on his lips.

Murong Qianqian laughed so hard that her branches trembled when she heard this, and urged: "Well, Yaoyao, drink it while it's hot~otherwise it won't taste fresh after a while when it cools down."

Xuanyuan Yao took a deep breath, and after contemplating his emotions for a moment, he gritted his teeth and drank a bowl of soup.

I have drunk something unpleasant, but I have never eaten anything so unpleasant.

However, although his body was suffering more painful torture than Ling Chi, Xuanyuan Yao was still happy in his heart. After all, this was the first time that the woman he loved cooked food for him.

Seeing Xuanyuan Yao drinking so happily, Murong Qianqian thought to herself, wow, it seems that this girl is really smart and has a great future in becoming the God of Cooking.

Then she took the bowl Xuanyuan Yao handed her and licked the remaining juice at the bottom of the bowl with her tongue. She immediately said "Wow~" and almost vomited out the bile.

"Yao Yao, how did you drink it so hard?" Murong Qianqian quickly rinsed her mouth with tea and wiped the corners of her mouth and asked in disbelief.

Xuanyuan Yao took her into his arms and gently touched her nose with his fingertips, "Because this is the soup that my woman made specially for me. Even if it tastes terrible, to me it is the most delicious soup in the world."

of."

The gentle voice gently brushed against her ears, and the softness in Murong Qianqian's heart was stirred again, "Yao Yao has a slippery tone, I don't know if what he said is the truth."

"Then how can you prove that I told the truth and drank the whole pot of soup?" Xuanyuan Yao pressed his chin against her head and asked seriously.
Chapter completed!