Extra: 055 Lesson, Uncle Jiuhuang is the king of cold field
Everyone is not eating, why are you looking at me? Are there flowers on my face?
Feng Qingchen put down the half-eaten roast leg of lamb and looked at the secret guard opposite.
I don’t know, is this lamb leg delicious only if it is freshly roasted? It smells like lamb after being cooled, which makes it unpalatable.
There had better be something important, otherwise...
If you disturb her eating, you will die.
The secret guard sniffed, quietly pointed to the left and right, and then his eyes quickly fell on the Nine Emperors Uncle. Before the Nine Emperors Uncle could react quickly, he withdrew his eyes and sat upright, for fear of...
When Uncle Nine Emperors finds out they complain, he will whip them.
The empress is easy to talk to, but she is not easy to talk to on behalf of the emperor. It is better to be careful when making complaints.
"What do you mean?" Feng Qingchen picked up the small towel on the side, wiped his mouth and hands, and checked the surrounding environment. Only when he saw this did Feng Qingchen realize that something was wrong.
Is this a bonfire party? Such a quiet bonfire party?
Isn’t it said that most of the herdsmen on the grassland are good at singing and dancing? Is there necessarily singing and dancing at the bonfire party? What is this situation?
Feng Qingchen looked left and right and found...
Everyone in the room was careful even when eating, but only she and Uncle Nine Emperors felt most at ease.
So, what does Feng Qingchen still don't understand?
Well, marrying a cool man or something like that, she has long been accustomed to all kinds of cold scenes. Any banquet where the Nine Emperors Uncle is present will definitely be a downer. Just look at the annual palace banquet in the palace.
It gets colder every year, and the imperial chef prepares more and more food every year.
If there was really no other way, Feng Qingchen thought, those ministers would rather excuse themselves for illness than come here to torture each other with Uncle Nine Emperors, but...
What can be done?
Uncle Nine Emperors has this temper. If you want him to change and cater to others, it is simply a dream.
Back then, Uncle Nine Emperors had an emperor over him, and he didn't bother to cater to anyone. Not to mention that now, Uncle Nine Emperors is the ruler of the world, and no one dares to look down on him, and he has no need to wrong himself.
Of course, there is nothing wrong with not aggrieving yourself, but it is not good if it affects others.
Feng Qingchen touched his round belly and felt that he had eaten about the same. Seeing that Uncle Nine Emperors didn't eat anymore, he knew that Uncle Nine Emperors were also full.
"I'm so full, come with me for a walk." Feng Qingchen took Uncle Nine Emperor's hand and stood up...
The moment his hands clasped together, Feng Qingchen clearly felt that Uncle Nine Emperor's body was stiff for a moment.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that Uncle Nine Emperors was too excited or too annoying, it’s just that Feng Qingchen didn’t wipe off the oil on his hands, and the moment he clasped his hands, Uncle Nine Emperors’ mysophobia broke out!
"You..." Uncle Nine Emperors glared at Feng Qingchen angrily.
He was sure that Feng Qingchen did it on purpose.
"Accident, I swear this time is really an accident." Feng Qingchen quickly pulled away and raised his hand to swear, but Uncle Nine Emperors didn't believe it at all: "You are the only one who believes in it."
This kind of accident has happened more than once. Every time, Feng Qingchen looked innocent, saying that he was not surprised, but he would still make it next time, a typical example of admitting his mistakes and not correcting them...
"I really didn't mean it this time." Feng Qingchen immediately went to wipe his hands with the handkerchief on the table, but Uncle Nine Emperors disliked the used handkerchief and directly pulled Feng Qingchen towards the water basin on the side.
Then……
Squatting next to Feng Qingchen, he washed his hands carefully, and then used a clean handkerchief to wipe Feng Qingchen's fingers clean one by one...
Every move made by Jiuhuangshu and Feng Qingchen was generous, natural and calm, with no intention of showing affection at all. Neither of them felt that their actions should be seen by outsiders.
The herdsmen gathered around the campfire, all holding their chins in their hands, looked at Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen with swaying expressions...
Hidden in the dark, others could not see Uncle Nine Emperor's expression at this time, and could only guess from his movements how gentle Uncle Nine Emperors was at this time.
"So happy!" Someone exclaimed, causing everyone to give orders.
"The tough guy is so tender, it's so intoxicating." This is definitely the emotion coming from the little girl, but...
The secret guard couldn't understand it at all. After hearing Xiao Shuyu's translation, the secret guard understood what it meant, and the corner of his mouth twitched instantly...
These people really think too much about happiness and tenderness. This word is suitable for others, but it is too far-fetched to apply it to their master.
They dare to use the heads on their necks to guarantee that the master is by no means a tough man and tenderhearted at this time. He just can't stand the empress and pulls him with dirty hands.
This group is definitely not a happy show of affection. The empress must have been scolded, and she was scolded miserably.
Facts have proved that the secret guard really knows the Nine Emperors Uncle.
Uncle Nine Emperors usually spoke very little, but when he was teaching Feng Qingchen a lesson, he never hesitated to say a few words. While wiping Feng Qingchen's hands, he started to teach her a lesson, making Feng Qingchen want to cry without tears...
"Am I so bad?" Feng Qingchen looked at her clean fingers and didn't think she was bad at all.
"No? How many times has this happened?" Uncle Nine Emperors was still very wasteful. After wiping his hands, he lost the handkerchief and would never use it a second time...
It pollutes the environment!
What a waste of resources!
Feng Qingchen was about to despise Uncle Nine Emperors' wasteful behavior, but before he could speak, Uncle Nine Emperors glanced over with a cold look: "What? Do you have something to say?"
"No, no." At this time, he had to swallow it and decisively changed the subject: "Come for a walk with me, the night view here is very nice."
There is no obstruction in the open grassland. The stars and the moon seem to be within reach. It is really beautiful...
"Yeah." Uncle Nine Emperors had already been at the bonfire night and felt uncomfortable...
A group of people stared at him, thinking they were doing it secretly, but they really thought he didn't know.
He pulled Feng Qingchen and walked away to avoid being smelled by the smell of sheep.
As soon as Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen left, the atmosphere of the bonfire party immediately changed. I don't know who took the lead, but a group of young men and women started dancing and singing around the bonfire...
The secret guard's face was full of joy and his little eyes were bright: This is called a bonfire party. So many people are gathered together, but they are as quiet as one person. How strange that is.
The secret guards drank wine, ate meat, and enjoyed singing and dancing. Not to mention how nourishing their little life was.
The herdsmen Tiansheng has a good voice, and the sound is very penetrating. Although Jiuhuangshu and Feng Qingchen were far away, the singing still floated over...
Hearing the cheerful singing of the herdsmen, Feng Qingchen paused and looked at Uncle Nine Emperors silently...
"Why are you looking at me?" Uncle Nine Emperors also stopped and squinted his eyes, showing an indescribable majesty. Unfortunately, he couldn't scare Feng Qingchen.
"Don't you think you...have failed as a human being? As soon as you left, people started to make a fuss." Feng Qingchen poked Uncle Nine Emperors.
Fortunately she doesn't like to join in the fun, otherwise...
She will definitely be depressed to death.
The Nine Emperors Uncle is the king of silence. Wherever there is the Nine Emperors Uncle, there must be a silence...
A note to readers:
I'm going to have my teeth extracted tomorrow, please bless me!