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Chapter 077 Empress 22

As soon as they arrived in Xixiang, they began to build shelters and distribute food together with their people.

Naturally, the refugees who built the shelter were also paid for their work, which was Shen Jue's temporary suggestion.

At first, Qiang Ceyan felt something was wrong. Since the refugees from neighboring countries had no homes, they were not allowed to rest but were made to work...

But I have to admit that the Prime Minister is very good at winning people's hearts.

The more you work, the more you get. Not only can you eat free porridge, but you can also earn wages to support your family with your own hands. The refugees are full of hope for life again.

"It's the idea of ​​the current Holy One. The truth is that it was just implemented in accordance with the instructions."

Shen Yu received thanks from others along the way, saying that this was his will. Qiang Ceyan, who was on the side, restrained a very strong impulse and did not hold Shen Yu in his arms and praise him.

He was busy until very late on the first day, so busy that Shen Jiu couldn't walk on an empty stomach, so Qiang Ceyan carried him all the way back to the inn.

"There's nothing to eat." Qiang Ceyan looked in the kitchen, and the waiter who was guarding the store didn't know how to cook. He told him that there was only lettuce and raw meat.

Qiang Ceyan didn't know how to cook, and it was even the first time for him to enter a kitchen that smelled strongly of cooking fumes.

The emperor naturally did not take action, even if he starved to death, he would not take action. Facing the unfamiliar vegetables and meat under the candle, Shen Zui was quite confused, because he did not know how to do it either.

He was so lazy that he didn't want to learn. But... someone's stomach was louder than his own, and he stubbornly said he wasn't hungry.

Qiang Ceyan couldn't wait to go back to his room to sleep. Together with Shen Ying...

"Prime Minister, there's no need to cook. Just wait until daybreak. When it gets daybreak, I'll find the most delicious food in Xixiang for you." Qiang Ceyan stepped forward and held Shen Ju's wrist.

Shen Jue flicked his hand away and made up his mind to cook for himself. It would be the first time for anyone. He dared to do it even though he was afraid of using a small frying pan.

After a while, the kitchen started to smell really fragrant. Shen Jiu himself couldn't believe that the things he cooked could still smell good.

Holding back the heat, Shen Jiui brought the not-so-good-looking dishes to the small table, as well as the cooked rice that was visibly mushy.

When Qiang Ceyan picked up the chopsticks and wanted to move, Shen Jun wanted to promote the relationship between the two of them. He suddenly said: "Kiss me and I'll eat it."

The emperor paused and said shyly: "You are so presumptuous!"

"How presumptuous? There's no one around now, why should I care about my status? If you don't eat it, I'll throw you down." Shen Zui looked like, "If you don't kiss me, don't eat the food I cook." He was very domineering.

Qiang Ceyan put down his chopsticks, smelled the food, and swallowed his saliva. He gave in, turned sideways, and pulled Shen Jun over. Qiang Ceyan leaned forward and immediately captured his hot lips.

They just touched each other's lips lightly, and Qiang Ceyan's blood was already surging, and he let go and became drunk with fear.

He was so drunk that he couldn't breathe, so he opened his lips slightly: "Eat, let's eat."

He was surprised to find that after kissing the prime minister, the prime minister actually blushed. Qiang Ceyan felt that he was always teasing her like this, so he shouldn't be... thick-skinned enough not to blush.

Both of them were thinking about the touch of the other's lips while eating the... rather unpleasant meal in front of them.

They were both hungry, so they thought it was okay. Qiang Ceyan certainly wouldn't say that Shen Jue couldn't do it, he definitely had to take Shen Jue's face into account.

And how could Shen Jun's temperament think that the food he cooked was unpalatable? He refused to admit it.

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