Chapter 2768 Warmth (this chapter is a warm and cautious family of three)
Perhaps, as long as there are little buns around, any heavy and condensed atmosphere can become warm.
The little bun is well-behaved, sensible, innocent and cute.
It is unimaginable that the demon king is actually a child.
After the prince's wedding banquet ended, King Shenyue had ordered the five city gates of Shenyue City to be opened.
The next day.
Qingge, Ji Yue lives in Chiyan Mansion, just like an ordinary couple.
After waking up, Qingge sat in front of a bronze mirror made of spar, while Ji Yue bent over and traced her eyebrows.
Qingge's eyes flashed slightly, looking at the happy scene reflected in the mirror, her red lips slightly curved into a gentle smile.
After washing and dressing up, the little bun opened the door, then carefully closed it and walked in slowly.
The little bun tilted his head, looked at Qing Ge, and grinned.
When the little bun looked at Ji Yue, his face was expressionless, unsmiling, and had a stinky face.
Ji Yue's temples were beating wildly, resisting the urge to beat her son, and then painted her wife's eyebrows.
"Ye'er, what's wrong? Are you unhappy?" Qing Ge said helplessly.
The little bun curled his lips and said softly: "Mother, Ye'er is hungry."
"Why don't you eat? Where is the cook in Chiyan Mansion?" Qing Ge frowned.
"I want to eat the food made by daddy." Little Baozi said.
"Ye'er!" Ji Yue frowned and said in a deep voice.
Little Baozi seemed to be frightened, his face turned pale with fright, he bit his lips and looked at Qingge stubbornly: "Daddy is not as gentle as Uncle Dongling, daddy is so fierce."
"Did you even bully your own son?" Qingge suddenly snatched the glazed eyebrow tattoo from Ji Yue's hand and said rather displeasedly.
Ji Yue looked at her empty hands and was slightly startled.
He was a little moody.
But in this family, his status is not as good as that of his son.
Ji Yue felt helpless and silently looked at Little Baozi. Little Baozi changed his aggrieved look just now and became elated, as if he didn't deserve a beating.
"Ye'er is waiting, my father will cook for you."
After that, Ji Yue stepped out and was about to raise her legs to cross the threshold when she heard the soft voice of Little Baozi coming from behind: "Mother, can Ye'er come and paint your eyebrows?"
Ji Yue landed on the soles of her feet and suddenly looked back, only to see Little Baozi's face glowing red, beaming with joy, and happily stroking Qingge's eyebrows.
Only then did Ji Yue realize that Ji Ye was a scheming guy.
Little Baozi didn't want to eat the food he cooked, but wanted to paint his wife's eyebrows.
At that moment, Ji Yue already had a premonition of the tragic life that would follow.
"Ye'er!" Ji Yue looked fierce.
"Mother, Ye'er is so hungry!" Little Baozi said aggrievedly with red eyes while holding the eyebrow tattoo in his hand.
"Your son is going to starve to death." Qing Ge became more and more unhappy.
The fierce aura around Ji Yue immediately disappeared, and she left obediently, going to the pavilion and into the kitchen.
"Tsk, tsk, pitiful, the Immortal Qing Emperor has fallen to this level, a tiger has fallen to the ground, and he still has to be pitiful as a cook. Is this a loss of morals or a distortion of human nature?" The thousand-year-old monster's voice chattered endlessly in his mind.
Ji Yue was disturbed to death and refused to give up.
Ji Yue was obviously used to the thousand-year monster's nagging, and her face was expressionless.
Ji Yue washed the kitchen knife countless times before holding it in her hand to cut vegetables. When the knife went down, the vegetable leaves flew everywhere.
Frowning slightly and feeling deeply unhappy, Ji Yue just felt uncomfortable, put down the kitchen knife, and pulled out her ruthless sword.
Holding the vegetable in one hand and holding the sword in the other, with a graceful stroke of the sword, the vegetable leaves are perfectly separated.
Ji Yue nodded with satisfaction, the thousand-year-old monster in her mind was dumbfounded, and she felt extremely frightened.
The Wuqingjian followed Ji Yue, which was really the biggest grievance.
When others use the Ruthless Sword, who is not protecting the country and saving the common people? The Qing Emperor was lucky. Yesterday he almost sold the Ruthless Sword for just a few bunches of candied haws. Today, he compares the sword to a kitchen knife for chopping vegetables and melons? The thousand-year-old monster suddenly became angry and shouted.
Screaming in anger, he sighed: "The ruthless sword master is really worse than the previous generation. This is the sorrow of ruthless people!" The thousand-year-old monster was in pain, despair, and furious.
"Shut up!"
"Okay."
"..."
Ji Yue was happily cutting vegetables, but was extremely unhappy when she heard the voice of the thousand-year-old monster.
On the side, the cook hesitated again and again, but decided to say: "Um... Lord Qingdi... this dish does not need to be cut..."
Ji Yue lowered her head to look at the vegetables, then looked at the cook, "No?"
"Hmm..." The cook was uneasy and nodded quickly.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" He said after almost finishing cutting it?
The cook was so frightened that she fell to the ground and kowtowed violently. She did not dare to say anything for fear of being beheaded by the ruthless sword.
Ji Yue really couldn't figure it out. Is there any vegetable in this world that doesn't need to be cut?
In this way, Ji Yue worked hard all morning before cooking the food.
Qingge came holding the little bun. Today, mother and son were wearing clothes of the same color, both light green. They were walking in the courtyard intertwined with vines. The sky was blue and the sky was white. The wind was sunny and the wind was getting colder in December. At a glance
It's just pleasing to the eye when I look at it. The woman is independent from the world, her smile is as bright as a flower, the child has strange eyes and is enchanting, carved in pink and jade, it is really the most beautiful painting in the world.
"Is it done?" Qing Ge asked.
Ji Yue nodded and pulled out the chair for his wife and children.
After singing softly, the little bun took his seat. He picked up the chopsticks and couldn't wait to take a bite.
Just when the little bun was about to spit it out subconsciously, Ji Yue suddenly took out her hand, from bottom to top, and gently tapped the little bun's lower jaw to shut it up.
Ji Yue's other hand gently stroked the little bun's throat, forcing the little bun to swallow the mouthful of food into his abdomen.
The little bun swallowed the food and stared at Ji Yue. Ji Yue smiled slightly: "The food on the table is filled with my father's love. Ye'er can't waste a single cent."
Little Baozi's face turned pale. This was murdering his own son. Uncle Dongling was really better.
On that side, at the end of the corridor, two people, Aventurine Cod and Jiuci, came together.
Aventurine was holding a wooden food box in his hand. He put the food box on the table, took out the food and some snacks and fed it to the little bun.
The little bun took a bite and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Uncle Dongling is a great cook."
"Grandpa Shen Deye's true biography, I can't say it's the best, but it's still good." Aventurine said with a smile.
Little Baozi quickly moved to a new position and ate the food brought by the aventurine cod.
Aventurine once followed Ye Qingtian to study Qing Ge's favorite foods, and his cooking skills were far beyond those of Ji Yue.
Ji Yue looked at her son, whose elbows were turned outwards, and suppressed the urge to beat the little bun.
Qingge looked at the dark-faced Ji Yue and smiled helplessly. Ji Yue was like a child, jealous, and it seemed as if she was in a mood and unhappy all over her body.
"It's delicious." Qing Ge ate the food and said with a smile.
A smile appeared on Ji Yue's face, "It's better, madam."
Ji Yue sat down happily, took a bite, and immediately spat it out.
Seeing that Qing Ge wanted to pick up some food, Ji Yue quickly grabbed the bowls and chopsticks and took away the entire table of food.
Qingge's eyes flashed slightly, "What's wrong?"
"It's unpalatable." Ji Yue frowned and placed all the food brought by Aventurine Cod in front of Qingge: "Eat this."
Qingge looked at Ji Yue's annoyed look and couldn't help but smile.