Son, the empress doesn't like to eat soft rice

On the way back to the imperial city, under Chen Xian'an's persecution, Su Jin'er gave a complete explanation of his catastrophe.

Although Chen Xian'an already knew about it.

Along the way, he listened carefully and asked some questions from time to time.

Su Jin'er also told Chen Xian'an patiently like teaching kindergarten children.

The vast mountain behind has been destroyed by the thunder, and the verdant forest is brown like a desert, and the originally solid clods are also gently blown by the wind.

Flying in the sky like dust.

The flowing sand has become the main color here, and it may be difficult for this place to return to its previous appearance in the next few decades.

Under the illumination of the setting sun, the wind and sand are like grains of golden sand, shining tiny rays of light in the pure sky. This light is like a paintbrush, splashing its own ink on the sandy yellow ground.

Draw a silhouette painting intertwined with light and shadow.

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in the palace.

Chen Xian'an and Su Jin'er had just arrived at the bedroom, and when they were about to speak, they were pushed down.

It hit the bed board hard.

Chen Xian'an was a little dazed, his big eyes gleaming, looking at Su Jin'er like an innocent kitten.

"Jin'er, what is this?"

Su Jin'er didn't speak, but just stared at Chen Xian'an with those golden pink eyes.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Chen Xian'an felt a strong desire from it.

The door is closed.

Su Jin'er walked forward slowly, and gently unbuttoned her clothes, revealing the inner lining, exposing the smooth white jade neck and fragrant shoulders to the air.

Chen Xian'an's breathing became a little short of breath, "Jin'er, let's eat first, or some things can be done later."

the first time.

For the first time, Chen Xian'an felt that he was such a gentleman.

Su Jin'er still didn't speak, but she could feel the desire in those eyes burning violently like a flame.

She put her left foot gently on the edge of the bed, leaned forward, and looked at Chen Xian'an from a overlooking angle.

"Chen Lang, don't you..."

Su Jin'er's tone was low and her breath was blue, and the fragrance of her body penetrated into Chen Xian'an's nostrils, teasing him.

"System, is this the change in personality you're talking about?"

"Sorry master, I don't know, but there is a certain possibility that the character of the hostess may be a reflection of the deep heart."

"That is to say, Su Jin'er is such a person in his heart? A..."

He couldn't say the words behind, Su Jin'er bowed his body, revealing a large part of the chest of the clothes that were not tight at all, looking at the full pair in front, he felt his head was congested.

"Hu~~"

"Jin'er..."

Chen Xian'an wanted to say something, but Su Jin'er kissed her lips directly and pried them open.

"Um~~~"

Chen Xian'an struggled symbolically a few times, and the two rolled into the bed.

an hour later.

A court lady walked in from the courtyard carrying dinner. When she was near the door, she was just about to knock on the door and talk, when she heard panting and a weak female voice from inside.

After that, the little girl would come here secretly every time, blushing and listening to the sound inside.

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The night was dim, and the two were lying on the bed tiredly.

The quilt had been twisted into a ball, covered with sweat, Chen Xian'an kicked the quilt away, and after thinking about it, he felt a little cold again.

He pulled it back again.

Beside, Su Jin'er propped his chin with one hand, quietly looking at Chen Xian'an's profile.

Sensing the gaze from the side, Chen Xian'an carefully rubbed his waist.

"Jin'er, don't you want to..."

The golden pink in Su Jin'er's eyes has gradually disappeared a lot, and it has returned to the previous black like autumn water.

"Can Chen Lang continue?"

She smiled, a little playfully.

"What do you mean?"

Chen Xian'an frowned, and looked at Su Jin'er viciously: "Are you provoking me?"

Su Jin'er stretched out her slender fingers and gently slid them on Chen Xian'an's body.

Leaning forward slightly, she pressed against the opponent's body softly. Her skin showed an attractive white with pink color after passing by just now.

"then you?"

Chen Xianan smiled.

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The next day, early in the morning.

Chen Xian'an supported the wall and walked out of the room slowly.

His face was a little pale, and his eyes were a little slack.

"My lord prince?"

Seeing Chen Xian'an's appearance, the passing maid asked with concern.

"It's okay, I'll go cook, don't worry about me."

Chen Xian'an waved his hand, always feeling that the palace lady's eyes were a little strange just now.

"I have a kidney drip."

Rubbing his aching waist, he came to the imperial dining room early again.

This time, Chef Liu was not there.

However, there was a young man who was working. When he saw Chen Xian'an coming in, the young man was startled and quickly saluted.

"Your master didn't come today?"

Chen Xian'an waved his hand, he actually doesn't like these etiquettes very much.

Although it was suggested to Su Jin'er, this kind of thing cannot be changed overnight, and it also involves the interests of many people.

The young man was shy, as if he was a little shy.

"Master, master...Master, today... he is on vacation."

Chen Xian'an had black lines on his face. He thought that Chef Liu had passed away.

"Then you are in charge of the imperial meal today?"

"Yes."

"alright."

Chen Xian'an didn't intend to talk much, and his current mental state is not very good.

Pick up the chopping board and start chopping meat. Today, I made soup dumplings. Su Jin'er quite likes this North China classic food.

"I am in charge of Your Majesty's breakfast. You should know this, so you can actually have a good rest in the morning."

"I know, but I also want to try to make food, I love it."

Chen Xian'an found that he did not stutter.

Turning around curiously, he looked at the boy: "You like cooking, so what do you know?"

The boy began to restrain himself again, unable to hold back a word for a long time.

Chen Xian'an laughed at himself, wondering why he asked such a question.

"Are you interested in learning how to cook with me?"

"what?"

The boy didn't hear clearly.

"I said, are you interested in learning how to cook with me?" Chen Xian'an said, without looking at him, still chopping meat.

"Have!"

The boy said excitedly, almost throwing the kitchen knife in his hand.

"I, I, I, I want to learn from His Excellency the Prince."

"very good."

Chen Xian'an turned around and looked at the young man, "First cook me a dish, prepare medlar, wash the venison, cut it into small pieces, and set aside. Put all the medicines into a gauze bag, tie the bag tightly, and share with the deer. Put the meat into the pot together, add water to boil, skim off the foam, add cooking wine, ginger slices, simmer over low heat until the venison is crispy, take out the medicine bag, add salt, and cook for a while."

"Is this for His Majesty?"

"This is for me to drink."