"Zhuanger, by saying this, does it mean that you are willing to marry me?"
Wu Jingyu's strong heart lost its original frequency, a trace of ecstasy appeared on his face, and he asked with a silly smile
"If you want to be beautiful and want me to marry you, you must first see your sincerity. If you are not sincere enough, you can never hope to marry me in this life." Feng Qingzhuang smiled like a flower, her beauty was breathtaking and earth-shattering.
"For you, I haven't eaten meat for more than 20 years since I was born, and I have always preserved your innocence for you. Isn't this sincerity enough?" Wu Jingyu raised his eyebrows and said.
Hearing this, Feng Qingzhuang was so speechless that she didn't bother to pay attention to Wu Jingyu. She walked behind the screen and changed into a comfortable middle coat. She was a little tired after walking for a day, so she just lay down on the bed and closed her eyes to fall asleep.
"You have to tell me what kind of sincerity I want?" Wu Jingyu walked to the bed, shook the person on the bed lightly, and asked
"Think for yourself"
Feng Qingzhuang responded impatiently and turned over
Maybe he was really tired. Not long after he lay down, his shallow breathing came out, and he had already fallen into a deep sleep. Wu Jingyu was left sitting alone by the bed, frowning and thinking hard, what is the sincerity that Zhuang'er wants?
The next day, as soon as the morning ended, Ye Junlin and his Eighteen Ghost Riders rushed non-stop to Yu'an City. Feng Qingzhuang got up early in the morning, sat down in front of the desk, and began to handle the government affairs for Ye Junlin and review the memorials.
There were stacks of thick folds that had to be read every day until midnight before going to bed to rest. Naturally, there was no time to discuss the so-called sincerity with Wu Jingyu.
The sun rises and the moon sets, and seven days have passed in the blink of an eye. Feng Qingzhuang has been looking forward to it for a long time, and finally the night king is coming back.
"Jun Lin, you are finally back. It's great. These memorials should be returned to their original owners. It's up to you to deal with them yourself."
Seeing Ye Junlin, who was dressed in bright yellow and standing in front of the desk, Feng Qingzhuang felt as if she had seen the savior coming to the world. She had never been so happy and relaxed. She stood up with a smile on her face, immediately stood up, and stuffed the wolf hair in her hand into Ye Junlin's hand.
In a flash, the person was already standing outside the royal study room
"It seems that the imperial sister is really exhausted during the past few days when I have been away."
Looking at Feng Qingzhuang's back and seeing her throwing the memorial to him like a hot potato and leaving, Ye Junlin suddenly felt funny.
Outside the imperial study room, Zhuge Yu was dressed in a green shirt, with his back as straight as a pine tree, holding a white feather fan and shaking it gently. He felt a little indifferent and peaceful when he saw Feng Qing's makeup-made figure. He stepped forward and raised his hands to bow, gently.
The voice is like a gentle breeze
"Zhuge Yu has met the princess"
"Mr. Zhuge, there is no need to be polite. Now that you are the prime minister of Dongqi Kingdom, I hope that you will give full play to your talents from now on and fully assist the emperor in governing Dongqi Kingdom." Feng Qingzhuang paused and said solemnly
"Princess, please rest assured that I will do my best to assist the emperor," Zhuge Yu said respectfully.
"I believe that you will not disappoint the emperor and me." Feng Qingzhuang said with a gentle smile on her face.
As soon as he finished speaking, a red figure suddenly flashed out. The conspicuous Yuanbao clothes sparkled in the sun, dazzling everyone.
"Sister Feng, I didn't expect that in less than a month, you would actually become a princess," Qian Manguan said with a smile on his face.
Feng Qingzhuang raised her hand, showed no mercy, slapped Qian Manguan on the back of the head, and said with a bright smile,
"You think I'm a street gangster, why are you still ganging up? I'm a real princess."
"Okay, you are a real princess, so I would like to ask you, Your Highness, a real princess, last time you promised to help me find the little old man, when do you plan to fulfill your promise?" Qian Manguan touched the back of his slightly painful head and reminded him.
"There are so many things going on during this period. If you didn't tell me, I would have really forgotten that your master's greatest wish in life is to eat delicious food all over the world. That's just right. When the spring of next year comes and the government of Dongqi Kingdom gradually stabilizes, I will
In the name of Princess Tianfeng, I will hold a Master of Cooking Competition in Qijing City, and let interested restaurants from all over the Three Kingdoms send representatives to participate. This way, we can not only promote the food culture, but also find your master. I am sure that if it is your glutton,
When my master hears this news, he will definitely smell the fragrance and appear in Qijing City."
Feng Qingzhuang had a bright smile on her beautiful face, her red lips parted slightly, and she revealed her plan in her heart.
"This is a good idea. If this Master of Cooking competition is really held, the little old man will definitely not be able to resist the temptation of delicious food and appear in Qijing City." Qian Manguan smiled and agreed.
"Since you agree, it's settled. I'll go back to Haitangdian first. I want to have a good sleep today. You can't disturb me anymore, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless." Feng Qingzhuang's smile faded, and there was a sudden change in her eyes.
He was as sharp as an arrow, sweeping towards Qian Man Suan, and gave a serious warning
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and walked quickly towards Haitangdian.
Qian Manguan and Zhuge Yu exchanged polite greetings and then dispersed.
Time flies like an arrow, time flies like a shuttle
Seeing the autumn leaves falling, frost and snow staining them again, in the blink of an eye, the red plum blossoms are blooming again, Ling Han is blooming alone, and then turning around, it is the season when the spring water is melting, the pink peaches are enchanting, and the pear blossoms are as white as clouds
In the past few months, under the assistance of Zhuge Yu and the governance of Ye Junlin, the Dongqi Kingdom has become increasingly prosperous. Although the country is still at the end of the Three Kingdoms, there is no longer the scene of hungry people everywhere.
In the past few months, Feng Qingzhuang has devoted herself to preparing for the God of Cooking Competition. Finally, her hard work has paid off. Tomorrow will be the eighth day of March, after the Qunying Pavilion auction, and two days later, the tenth day of March will be the 'God of Cooking Competition'
match day
In the Haitang Hall, all the flowers have fallen, and the new leaves are yellow and tender green.
Under the tree, there was a deck chair. Feng Qingzhuang was lying on the chair, half-squinting her eyes as she looked at the plan for the 'God of Cooking Competition' in her hand. The warm sunshine was shining down, making her whole body warm and comfortable.
"Zhuang'er, tomorrow's Qunying Pavilion jade auction will be held with you." Wu Jingyu sat on a chair next to the recliner, looking down at the person on the recliner. Under the sun, his skin was white and rosy, with a delicate luster, which made him
I can't wait to kiss you hard
"No, I don't have time. The next two days are the day when the Master of Chef Competition will be held. I'm going to the venue to keep an eye on the layout and the judges' arrangements." Feng Qingzhuang didn't even raise her head, her eyes
Still staring at the plan in hand
Suddenly, a shadow blocked the warm sunlight above her head. She put down the plan book in her hand and looked up. She saw an enlarged face approaching, and warm lips pressed up against hers, sucking her pink and peach lips.