"what"

"No"

"Gouzi, you have changed unexpectedly"

Murong Xue looked shocked, as if what she saw was not the real Li Mingda.

Li Mingda reached out and pinched Murong Xue's little fat face, and started to knead it from side to side: "Xiao Bai, you are naughty again, why are you running out in the middle of the night to steal my big waist?"

"What do you mean by stealing food? I just came over and got it openly, okay?"

(ˉ▽￣～)Cut~~

"Besides, you're going to get burnt. I won't waste it if I don't eat it."

"What you said seems to make sense. Just eat it and I'll grill a few more skewers."

(￣～￣)Chew!

"Speaking of which, Gouzi, what did you do just now? Did you spy on that eldest sister? There are so many people at home, and you are still satisfied. It's because I, Murong Xue, am not enough..."

Murong Xue's mouth was stuffed with a piece of meat by Li Mingda: "What do you mean, peeping sister? I am that kind of person. We just went out to eliminate evil creatures."

What?

"What evil creature"

"A sea demon who doesn't seem to be very powerful."

Murong Xue's eyes wandered twice, and the expression on her face gradually became solemn: "Gouzi, does the Ocean Demon God say that the ocean is their territory?"

"Yes"

"Then our ocean-going plans and the Great Expedition may be greatly affected."

Li Mingda patted Murong Xue's head and reassured her: "Dear Xiaobai, don't worry about this. Just wait for the little firebird to come and let it find us a dragon or a water spirit."

The little fire bird Murong Xue knew that the so-called fire in the five elements energy of this world, the spirit of fire derived from it. The being known as the Suzaku, might be able to become a phoenix.

five elements mythical beast

Suzaku Xuanwu Blue Dragon White Tiger Yellow Dragon

Suzaku belongs to the spirit of fire

Xuanwu belongs to the spirit of water

Huanglong belongs to the spirit of earth

The white tiger belongs to the spirit of gold

Qinglong belongs to wood

Chewing a bunch of mutton skewers in her mouth, Murong Xue put aside her worries and lay down lazily on Li Mingda's lounge chair like a salty fox.

"ε=(′ο｀*))) Oh, that's not right, Gouzi. Qinglong is a wood attribute, so why don't you find a Xuanwu?"

Hearing Murong Xue's doubts, Li Mingda raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "What is the relationship between water and wood? Think about it. Besides, there are many categories of dragons in mythology. There are dragon kings in rivers, lakes and seas, and there are celestial dragons in the sky.

.As for Xuanwu?”

"Little Firebird belongs to fire, Xuanwu belongs to water. As the saying goes, water and fire are incompatible, their relationship may not be very good." "What if they meet and start a fight, should we help or not?"

"If the two of them fight at the end of the bed, it won't be appropriate for us to do anything, right?"

Li Mingda's hands did not stop as he muttered some guesses. Based on his many years of experience in grilling skewers, the skewers rolled back and forth in his hand, like a blooming and swaying flower.

.

"Master Li, your kebab skills are getting better and better. You can definitely make a lot of money by setting up a stall, buy a house, a car or an RV."

Murong Xue threw aside the bamboo stick that had eaten all the meat in her hand, and she was lying on the ground in white pajamas, like a Samoyed waiting to eat.

This Satsuma is so white, so beautiful, and can breed the next generation perfectly.

In about fifteen minutes, thanks to Li Mingda's superb work, a pair of mutton skewers was successfully cooked.

A pair of small hands as white and tender as snow stretched out in front of Li Mingda, spread them out and waved: "Give me some, give me some"

He divided half of the skewers in his hand and put it into Murong Xue's hand. Murong Xue withdrew his hand at lightning speed, as if he was afraid that Li Mingda would regret it.

"So my craftsmanship is pretty good, right?"

(￣▽￣)／

Murong Xue gave a thumbs up while eating: "Buy a house and a car properly."

Listening to Murong Xue's approval, Li Mingda nodded with satisfaction, and then began to dig into the skewers in his hand. As he had been busy for a long time, Li Mingda felt that he could eat half a sheep or something.

The kebabs in Li Mingda's hands were all large pieces of meat, and they sold for five yuan a skewer outside. In Li Mingda's hands, they were wiped out after just a few rounds.

Almost exhausted.

Li Mingda ate quickly, and Murong Xue didn't slow down much. After they finished eating, they looked at the empty bamboo sticks.

Eye to eye

"dog"

"I know"

"Stop it"

"it is midnight"

"Stop it"

"All right"

"snort"

"You'll wake everyone up later."

"ha"

As an old married couple, everyone understands the meaning of these simple words.

It's just like

Come and give me a bath

What kind of bath should I take in the middle of the night?

give me a bath

Just take a bath

Yes, just take a shower

how to wash

Wash normally

...

His thoughts wandered, and when he came back to his senses, Li Mingda called the maids on duty and ordered them to bring over the prepared hot pot ingredients.

On the second floor of Li Mingda's Imperial Study Room, a lot of ingredients are stored, both for those who are hungry in the middle of the night and what they want to eat every day.

You asked the imperial kitchen to deliver food in the middle of the night. Although we all have different identities, we are all human beings. There are some things that night owls like me can handle in the middle of the night. It is best to let the imperial chefs, assistant cooks and guards have a good night's rest.

Li Mingda's idea made the imperial chefs feel moved and a little disappointed at the same time. As an imperial chef, it is a supreme honor to be able to cook a supper for His Majesty the Great Mingzun Holy Emperor in the middle of the night.

It's a pity that Li Mingda sympathized with their hard work and refused to give them this opportunity at all.

It was even said that sometimes during formal lunch, Li Mingda and the others would set up the hot pot in the imperial study room and make the grill themselves.

The imperial chefs were even more helpless. They even wrote a memorial to protest. In the end, Yu Xiaoqian, the head of the palace, went there in person and tried to calm them down.

Eating hot pot at midnight

Even on the second floor of the Imperial Study Room, which occupies a large area, the scent of this mixture of ingredients invades every corner.

Lin Dong, who was sleeping under the covers, smelled that special smell with his nose, and couldn't help but say something.

Feeling a little sleepy, she turned over

Burying his head in Zhao Xiaomeng's arms

I felt a little uncomfortable, and I arched my head deliberately.

Zhao Xiaomeng was alarmed by Lin Dong's series of actions. She slowly opened her eyes and smelled a special fragrance with her nose.

"smell good"

"Is it noon?"

"I turned my head and glanced at the window. The winter night was deserted. Under the invasion of the north, there was not a single cloud in the sky, and the moon and stars were shining brightly."

(⊙o⊙)…

hot pot

Damn it, Your Majesty is eating hot pot in the middle of the night again

sleepy

(‘-ω??) So sleepy

Still a little hungry

Reaching out to hug the sleeping Lin Dong in her arms, Zhao Xiaomeng planned to continue sleeping as if she hadn't smelled the alluring fragrance.

Two major human needs

eat and sleep

In order to avoid the smell of hot pot, Zhao Xiaomeng and Lin Dong slowly retracted their heads into the quilt.

However, in the end, their urgent need to eat temporarily defeated sleep, so when they came to the dining table, they looked at the full table in front of the dining table with helpless expressions on their faces.
Chapter completed!