Poison Genius Consort

Zhao Wei is helping the chef to ask the emperor, where is his reward.

However, when she saw the bowl of paste in front of the Queen's Empress, she instantly understood... everything!

Zhao Wei is not only the old Gongfu, but also the old cook who has 20 or 30 years of practical experience. If she didn’t know everything beforehand, she really couldn’t see what the bowl of paste was. What was the original? The food is cooked.

"Zhao Wei, you said, what is this?" Han Yu asked seriously.

She secretly thought, if someone can see that this is the face, she will not have a drop. The dragon was cold and cold and looked at Zhao Wei, and he did not say anything.

Zhao Yan got up and looked at it seriously.

"Come on!" Han said.

"Yes!"

Zhao Wei installed a certain sample, carefully raised the batter, and carefully sniffed, "Well, really fragrant! The head must have added chicken soup. Or the old hen."

Han Yu pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled. Nothing is better than Zhao Wei’s. When she came over from the night, she smelled the unforgettable taste.

"Zhao Wei, then you look at chicken paste, or..."

Han Yu said, meaningfully, the dragon was a night, and the dragon was still sitting quietly at night, quietly.

On the contrary, Zhao Wei, has long been paying attention to every look of the Queen's Empress.

If she suddenly said that this is a batter, so many fakes! Therefore, she can only come step by step, only hope that when she is best to say the batter, the Queen Empress will be convinced, rather than suspecting that she has been to the fire room.

Zhao Wei looked at it for a while and then cautiously said, "This should not be chicken paste."

"What is that?" Han Yu continued to ask.

"Queen of the Queen, can take a spoonful of old slaves, look?" Zhao asked again.

Han Hao’s eyes passed a touch and said, “Well, I’m betting with the emperor, you have to look carefully.”

"This this……"

Zhao Yu feared, "The old slave is afraid of being incompetent."

"Zhao Wei, what are you afraid of in your kitchen for many years?" Han said, while he personally picked up a spoon and handed it to Zhao Wei. "Hey, see it!"

Zhao Wei took over, left, right, and was about to speak. Han Han said, "Look at what, taste it."

When this was said, Zhao Wei was scared to kneel down. "Queen Empress, spare the old slave! This is the emperor personally give you the face! The old slave even has a hundred heads, can not taste a bite !"

Han Hao just deliberately said the word "betting", that is, tempting Zhao Wei, Zhao Hao, the old slave, served her for so long, actually dared to sing in front of her!

Zhao Yuming knew that she and Long Fei had bet on the bet of “eat noodles”. In the face of this bowl of paste, what did Zhao Lan think of the “below”?

She is still stupid!

"You know that this is a face!" Han Yu said with a smile.

Zhao Wei is crying, I don't know how to answer. She is stupid in front of the Queen's Empress, which time is not because of the emperor! If it wasn't for the emperor's back, she would have a hundred heads, and she wouldn't dare to say a lie!

Just after the Queen's maiden asked her what the bowl of batter was, she knew that the Queen's maiden didn't want to eat it.

"Zhao Wei, you said, how do you see that this is a face?" Han Yu asked again.

Zhao Wei finally couldn’t help it, seriously said, "Imperial

After the empress, this is the first time the emperor personally cooks, cooks such a fragrant face, the Queen Empress should cherish. This is not a blessing that a casual person can have! ”

Han Hao, Zhao Wei, this is a lesson for her mother?

The dragon is still not talking at night, but the mouth is slightly swayed and very satisfied.

Han Hao was silent for a moment, then he got up and respectfully bowed to the ground. "The emperor forgives sins and the courtiers know the wrong."

Dragon is not a night's eyebrows, which is the drama of his queen?

"If you can make a mistake, just give it. Eat it," he said faintly.

Han Hao got up and lost his face. He sat down on the dragon and took his arm.

Zhao Yulian refused to retire, hurriedly sneaked away from the side, and also helped bring the door. If Xu Donglin and Chu Xifeng are here, she must bet both of them. She can guarantee that the emperor is reluctant to let the Queen's Empress eat the bowl of batter, because the Queen's maiden's posture is clearly to play the most lethal killer of the woman, spoiled!

Yes!

Han Hao was spoiling. She took the arm of the dragon and the night, leaning against him, and said pitifully, "The emperor, the courtier knows the wrong, you spared the courtier?"

"What is wrong?"

Although the dragon was sitting still at night, the arc of the corner had already betrayed him.

"Chen Chen should not be ignorant, daring to bet with the emperor." Han Hao replied.

Long Xiaoxiao smiled and asked, "Isn't you looking for you to bet?"

I bet that this is the case. Long asked me a word at night, so I’m not happy to bet, Han Hao is particularly excited to say good.

Then, Tang was eavesdropped from them in the second seat, and they followed suit.

"So the courtiers are very wrong. The courtiers don't know how high the earth is, and they question the emperor's wise decision. The courtiers don't dare to bet with the emperor, and they should directly admit defeat." Han Yu said again.

Long non-night laughed happily, his hands used to the general, holding her shoulders.

"The emperor, the courtier really knows the wrong, the emperor will spare the courtier this time?" Han Hao hurryed.

The dragon is not laughing at night, but he is not making a sound.

Han Han began to spoil, grabbed the neck of the dragon's night, and sneaked his head between his neck. "Non night..."

The pleading of the tongue is not as good as the whisper of her lover in his ear, "not the night."

The dragon turned his head at night and gently kissed her hair, except laughing or laughing.

Happy is the purest mood of his moment at this moment.

"Don't eat, okay... okay?" Han Hao was anxious. "Don't laugh, you talk!"

"Non night, you talk!"

"You give a word, no!"

Han Hao has held the face of Long Fei, and he still does not say anything.

Han Hao’s spoiled to this extent has not continued, she looked at him with a sigh of relief and directly printed a kiss.

"speak!"

The dragon was laughing at night, and the big hand caught Han Han’s head and he kissed it! The two kissed almost turned down from the warm collapse.

In the outer hall of this palace, Long Fei night gave Han Han the local law.

After the activities were completed, Han Han only wanted to sleep in his arms, and he had already thrown away the batter.

However, the dragon said to her softly at night, "Is the bowl hot and hot, can you taste it?"

"Not good." Han Hao murmured.

"Just take a bite, hey. I did it for the first time."

It is still very serious at night.

Han Hao raised his head from his chest and asked seriously, "I didn't eat it for the first time below?"

"I am doing more than you." Long said not at night.

"The fragrance is not necessarily delicious!" Han Han rushed to refute.

"Try it. One bite!" Dragon is still serious at night.

Han Yu looked out that Long Fei Ye did not want to tidy her by betting, but was confident in his bowl of noodles.

However, where is this guy's confidence?

If you don't say anything, just faint the smell of chicken, she smells the smell of meat, this guy must not put ginger!

"You try it first! Just take it!" Han said again.

The dragon is helpless at night, only to make the batter hot.

Under the gaze of Han Hao’s incomparable expectation, Long Fei took a bite of his own face. Just one bite, he immediately vomited, vomiting is not enough, but also drank a large glass of water.

After so many years, Han Han finally saw his own expression on the face of Long Fei night!

Long Fei night silently dumped the whole bowl of noodles, and he did not know what to gamble with Han Yu, so he thought of Han Han’s last time.

Although he doesn't understand, how can he be better than Han Hao? He wanted to take this opportunity to make a joke about this woman, and by the way urged her to learn some cooking.

who knows……

When the dragon came back late, Han Hao was in a good mood. She hugged him and smiled. "Dragon is not night, you see, between you and me, like it, like it, don't like it, don't like it; think it, don't want it. Just don't want to, never force yourself, right!"

He doesn't like it. He doesn't want to eat the noodles she lives in. She just doesn't eat. She is the same.

Between partners, there is no need to reluctantly use the name of love.

Long Fei night patted Han Han's back gently, faintly, "reasonable. However, this time, you still owe it. Bookkeeping."

"Do you want to be so refined?" Han Hao is helpless.

The two were afraid of arguing with Rui Er, and did not go back to the inner house, but in the outhouse, they lingered with each other.

In this way, Han Han escaped.

However, the cooks in the fire room are miserable!

The dragon was born in a bowl of batter, and there were a lot of people left in the pot. The cooks were left in one bowl.

This batter, without any seasoning, is simply to cook the noodles and chicken.

This taste can be imagined! You must know that this is something that the emperor rewards. If you eat it, you can't spit it. You can only swallow it!

Looking at the remaining batter at the bottom of the pot, the cooks looked at each other and no one wanted to eat. But in the end, the cook's head still let them eat.

On the next day, Zhao Wei left a spoon in the fire room, because when these cooks saw each other, they couldn’t help but vomit when they saw the old hens. Of course, this is something.

The sky is not yet, the dragon is not ready to prepare for the early night, but I have heard a bad news.

Baili Yuanlong, dead!

When Xu Donglin was at the door, Han Hao had just waited for the dragon to change the suit.

"What?" The dragon stayed up at night.

Han Hao’s hand in the suit’s face was stunned...

Long non-night has not slowed down, Han Han hastily asked, "What is going on? Is it stabbing?"

"Yu Huang Shang, Queen Empress, the cause of death is unknown. It is said that after returning from the palace at night, he vomited blood." Xu Donglin said seriously.

(End of this chapter)