Bei Chenyan could only look at her quietly, adhering to the principle that the enemy should not move and I should not move, and waited for development.
But on that stern face, which was trying its best to remain calm, traces of suspicion, horror, and intertwining of the two phases could clearly be seen, and the dark red eyes narrowed invisibly.
Ling Xiyue didn't know if it was her own imagination or something else, but the more she looked at her expression, the more it looked like she was wearing something like... a maid uniform.
Her hand holding the big bowl was also stiff, and she walked over with a sullen expression, "What's your expression?"
When she walked in and took a look, she discovered that Ling Xiyue's tied up hair, which was originally neat and tidy, was now slightly messy and fluffy. A few strands of her long, flowing hair fell messily to the corner of her mouth.
Go up.
That face is even more beautiful, with a black line on one side, just like a little tabby cat with a beard.xdw8
Bei Chenyan was attracted by her appearance. He wanted to laugh, but in the end he held it back, "Are you going to fight? But how do I remember? There are still more than half a month before the agreed date."
This little guy, she has really been free for the past two days, so what is he doing?
Ling Xiyue made a few clinks, folded the tray and put the bowl on the table, as if offering a treasure: "I made it."
"Did you do this?" Beichen Yan's eyes widened slightly, and he finally noticed what Ling Xiyue was holding in his hand, and was really surprised.
Three dishes and one soup, everything looks good, except that the soup is a bit dark, with black ash floating on it, probably from the pot that has not been washed, and something like egg shells on the bottom. The potato shreds are slightly burnt, and the potato pancakes may be
More appropriately, Fengrou is originally black, and it can’t get any darker.
As for what the remaining plate was, he couldn't tell yet.
In short, the color is relatively uniform, all are jet black, and one thing worth commending is that the knife skills are really good. It can be clearly seen that the chef's skill in holding a knife is much deeper than that of holding a spoon.
Bei Chenyan looked at the three dishes and one soup. After the initial surprise, Bei Chenyan's expression gradually became a little serious. Even when facing the enemy's thousands of troops, he could not see such a serious expression on his face.
Ling Xiyue crossed her arms and hugged her chest, her red lips twitching, "How about it, I cook it myself, the only one in the world."
"That's right, that's right." Bei Chenyan's voice was astringent, "Yue'er is really considerate and considerate. I feel very relieved."
This sentence is sincere and not adulterated at all.
"Then eat." Ling Xiyue raised her eyebrows and smiled.
"ah?"
Ling Xiyue's face darkened, confused, "What?"
"Ha..." Bei Chenyan's handsome and charming face smiled, as if flowers were blooming all over the city, and he immediately said, "It's nothing."
But where Ling Xiyue couldn't see, the man had rejection written all over his face, but when he spoke, he spoke softly as always, and his voice was even lower and charming, "I just have some military affairs to deal with, so there's no rush.
"
Ling Xiyue said "Hey", huffed and pushed the folds in his hand aside, and took out the ink pen in his hand, "People are iron, rice is steel. I will never finish reading the folds, but I still have to eat as usual."
For food, eat first and then talk."
After saying that, he quickly went to the side to get a stool, sat down next to him, and said with a smile, "I'll accompany you."
She just kept thinking that it was for Yan to eat. She left in a hurry and found that she only brought a pair of bowls and chopsticks.
Although he didn't quite understand what Ling Xiyue was talking about, he knew that today was an "impossible escape". Bei Chenyan looked at the dishes in front of him, his cold eyebrows twitching secretly, but his face was as calm as anything.
Unable to tell, he chuckled softly after hearing the words, "Okay."
"This is my first time cooking, and I made it specially for you. I see that you haven't eaten much in the past two days, almost every time at noon. It should be pretty good. Yan, please try it quickly." Ling Xi Yueshou
He held his chin up, tilted his head, and looked at Bei Chenyan with interest.
As he spoke, he pushed the egg soup towards his chest, raised his chin slightly, and signaled him to hurry up with his eyes.
It's just Ling Xiyue's vaguely excited expression, no matter how you look at it, it seems to be saying: I have developed a new poison, please try it quickly and see how it works.
Is it my first time to cook? For him... The corners of Bei Chenyan's mouth raised slightly, and the iceberg melted.
It was true that he was moved in his heart, but compared to his usual vigorous and resolute manner, his movements were actually a bit slow. I have to say that his body was still honest.
But in Ling Xiyue's view, the man calmly filled a bowl and then put it into his mouth gracefully with a smile.
The moment the thick soup entered his mouth, Bei Chenyan's left eyelid twitched hard, but a man's endurance is not something that can be developed in a day or two. He stiffened his neck and swallowed it. The most important thing was that he couldn't keep his face.
He drank the whole bowl with disbelief.
"How is it?" Ling Xiyue looked at Bei Chenyan expectantly.
Bei Chenyan smiled and nodded, "Yeah, not bad."
At least it didn't cause poison immediately...
"Really, let me try." Ling Xiyue went to get Bei Chenyan's bowl, but Bei Chenyan quickly held her hand down, and said in a low voice with a smile, "Didn't you say you made it specially for me, and now you're here again?"
I'll grab it."
Ling Xiyue glanced at the three dishes and one soup, "There are so many, can you finish them?"
"Maybe it's not enough." Bei Chenyan chuckled and reached out to wipe off the two mustaches on Ling Xiyue's face.
"Stingy..." Seeing that Bei Chenyan had an appetite, Ling Xiyue certainly wouldn't compete with him. She also ate a lot at noon, but she wasn't actually hungry at all.
So he said he was stingy, but he gently pushed the soup in the direction of Bei Chenyan, and at the same time filled him with a large bowl of soup and handed it over, "Okay, it's all yours, I won't fight with you."
Rob."
Bei Chenyan's eyelids twitched again...
"Your Majesty, I have something important to report."
At this moment, the voices of Ma Long and Wei Qi came from outside the tent.
Bei Chenyan took the soup from Ling Xiyue and said lightly, "Come in."
The two men were dressed in armor and walked into the tent with striding strides. Ma Long hugged him and said, "Your Majesty..."
Seeing that Ling Xiyue was there, he nodded to her again, "Queen." Then he continued, "The spies have just reported that the troops in Mingbei Pass have been mobilized frequently in the past two days. In my humble opinion, Xilan
This doesn't sound like a truce."
Bei Chenyan and Ling Xiyue exchanged deep looks.
Wei Qi followed, "My subordinates have always been worried that Xilanxing was using a delaying strategy, so they have been paying close attention to the movements in Mingbei Pass. There are also traces of a large number of troops mobilizing in Longxiang Jiabei Pass, which is next to it."
Bei Chenyan nodded, "I understand, continue to pay attention."
Ma Long and Wei Qi looked at each other silently, their eyes competing, and you pushed me.
"Is there anything else?" Bei Chenyan slowly put down the bowl and looked at the two people's hesitant expressions.