The female supporting role who passed through time was poisoned again

Chapter 119 Moonlight Crimson 6
When Melissa heard this, the smile on her face widened, but when Zihua looked up at her, she restrained the smile on her face and just smiled slightly.

In fact, as early as when Prince Frank announced that they would give priority to recruiting these orphans to work in the castle, she had already admired him in her heart. Just now he accidentally bumped into her and gently helped her upright. The surprise she saw when she saw him The look in his eyes made her even more throbbing.

Now that Zihua has mentioned this, and put forward her wish, she is even more interested in Prince Frank. Even when teaching Zihua to make blood pie, even though she can't knead the dough, she added too much water several times. Melissa was still patient and treated her like her own younger sister, teaching her carefully without any boredom.

Zihua didn't have that much patience. It wasn't that she couldn't learn how to make it, but that she had no intention of doing it and never thought about making the pie delicious. So her last pie was said to be taught by Melissa, but in fact It was made by Melissa alone.

Zihua looked at the checkered blood pie, everything is ready now, all he needs to do is put the empty shell in the oven to bake for 10 minutes after Frank comes back, and then pour the filling into the small mouth.

"Melissa, it's really hard work for you. It's very late now, go to bed! I'll order other servants to clean up the rest."

The sleep time of the servants was already pitifully small, but with Zihua's tossing, Melissa's sleep time had already been tossed by more than half. She herself also thinks that the chores of cleaning up the mess, as Zihua said, can be done by others.

So when Melissa heard Zihua telling her to rest, she didn't refute anything immediately, she just nodded and retreated.

Zihua stayed in the kitchen and ordered someone to bring the flour used to make the blood pie, and knead the dough again to make a loose dough. Follow the steps taught by Melissa and the precautions that she told her , trying to do the opposite, and after making a pie that was just waiting to be baked, she also went back to her room to rest.

Frank came back at seven o'clock in the evening, and he seemed a little dazed, but this did not prevent Zihua from bothering him.

After she baked the two pies, with the help of the servants, she processed the pies again, and ordered the one Melissa made to be sent to Melissa's room.She held the blood pie she made herself, which looked very ugly, the top crust was not done well, and there were small holes baked in it, and she came to Frank's room.

Frank is still eating steak and drinking red wine tonight.

Such a meal that looks like a human being, but none of the servants commented that he was not like a blood race, but more like a human being.

"Brother, look what I did for you." Zihua walked into Frank's room with the blood pie in his hands without knocking on the door, wearing a black dress.

Listening to her voice of brother, Frank suddenly felt a magic sound lingering in his ears. Millions of flying insects were flying around his ears, flying around and around, making his ears hurt from the noise.

He thought that this morning's unhappiness, his cheap sister, would calm down, and would not bother him for at least three days, and she would only pay attention to him again if he needed to be coaxed in a low voice.

But now she didn't know what was going on, she was smiling all over her face, and she made something for him to eat.

He wanted to treat her coldly, but there were so many servants present, the small disturbance this morning might have been enough for them to gossip for a few days, and if he behaved indifferently now, his reputation of doting on his sister and treating others with kindness might decline. Drop again.

He put down the knife and fork in his hand, pretending to be very worried that Zihua would struggle to hold the food in his hands, and hurried forward to wrap his hands around the food plate, and blamed very worriedly as he walked: "How can I take it by myself? Can you tell the servants to take it? This is so hot, have your hands been burned?"

"No, I waited for the food to be almost cold before bringing it to you." Zihua smiled, his eyes flashed with the light of "comment me quickly", and he put down the blood pie in his hand.

The smile on Frank's face froze for a moment, as if he was trying to hold back something, he said, "Let it cool before taking it, our Ellie is really smart. The things made here are so beautiful, it's the bottom of the cake that humans eat!"

"No, brother is really good at joking. You eat it often. How can this be something humans eat?"

Zihua pretended to be a little angry and said.

Frank wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, stared at the plate of yellow objects, worried for a long time, and finally said with an uncertain tone: "This is the strawberry pie you made for me?"

Zihua didn't expect that he would think of the word strawberry pie. Some thoughts burst out of her mind. If what she was thinking was true, then she was really looking forward to Frank's wonderful expression when he knew the truth later.

"Well, this is the 'Strawberry Pie' that Ellie just learned to make from others. Brother, do you want to have a bite now? Anyway, you have already finished your meal, so a delicious dessert is not too much demand. "

As Zihua said, he took the sharp knife from the pie, drew a cross on the pie, and then drew several diagonal lines along the middle point in the small frame divided into four.

She carefully used the knife and fork, and put a small piece of it into the plate.

A whole piece of round pie may not look very good when you bring it up, but when you cut it into a small piece and put it in a white plate, its shape is the same as the good-looking pie made by others, and there is a sandwich in the middle. There is also a steady stream of red juice coming out.

The luster of pink is attractive under the light of bright candles.

Frank looked at the red interlayer between the two layers of crispy crust, moved his index finger, picked up the fork that was just next to the plate, kept standing by the table, and put the bite-sized pie into his mouth .

The hard upper and lower teeth touched the meringue that was still baked, cut through the crispy and soft shell that only smelled of salt, and touched the sweet juice in the middle.

Frank felt that although the strawberry pie was made in an ugly shape, it tasted similar to the usual ones made for him by the servants, except that it smelled a little fishy, ​​and the strawberry pieces inside were not as refreshing as usual.

"How is it? Is it delicious? Brother."

Zihua stared at Frank with a strange expression in his eyes.

He frowned, and swallowed the food in his mouth with a hint of doubt, "Well, it feels okay, but the taste is a bit strange, not as refreshing as strawberries."

"Strawberry? Why is my brother so obsessed with strawberries? I heard from the servants that this is a food eaten by humans, but my brother wanted to eat it on a whim, so the servants took great pains to make the strawberry pie that humans eat. It may be my pie. It wasn't baked very well, and I didn't grasp the temperature required for filling, so it didn't have that texture!"

Zihua spoke as if she was really reflecting on her cooking skills, but the more Frank listened, the more he couldn't understand what she was talking about.

(End of this chapter)