The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

A few days later, it was finally the eve of the Dragon Boat Festival.

Su Manman issued a notice early in the morning, saying that Shui Yunjian's store would be closed today.

As soon as afternoon passed, everyone started to get busy.

The chef is naturally Jiang Yunluo.

It had been a long time since they had tasted her craftsmanship, so everyone was naturally looking forward to seeing her show off her skills.

There was frying and frying in the kitchen, and from time to time there would be a burst of exclamations.

"Wow!"

Watching Jiang Yunluo take the fried fish out of the pot, Yan'er exclaimed for the first time.

Jiang Yunluo suddenly didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"It's not like you've never seen me cook before. Do you want to be so exaggerated?"

"The princess is so good at her craftsmanship! Yan'er is exaggerating!"

The little girl smiled back, her eyes full of admiration.

Su Manman on the side also laughed and said: "Don't just look at it, come and help."

"Oh!"

Yan'er responded and hurried over.

There are no outsiders here, so the atmosphere is extremely relaxed.

Even Lu Ting was assigned a task and was washing vegetables seriously.

Looking at the entire audience, the only one who is idle is probably——

"Everyone is so busy. Isn't it a bit uncomfortable for me to watch from the sidelines?"

Huayue leaned aside and stared at Jiang Yunluo intently.

Then I heard her say without raising her head: "What will you do?"

Huayue: "I..."

He glanced around the kitchen and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He is indeed not good at cooking.

The little things he could do were taken away by Lu Ting and Beichen.

It is really unnecessary for three grown men to squeeze together to wash vegetables.

As she was thinking about it, she heard Su Manman smile and say: "The Master of the Flower Pavilion is a guest, so of course there is no need to do anything, just wait for the banquet to start."

talking--

Suddenly three more people walked in outside the door.

Ling Fengshuo, Mo Ying and Black Eagle were the last to arrive.

"Boom!"

The sound of Jiang Yunluo chopping vegetables paused subtly, and then continued.

"King Shuo."

Su Manman stepped forward and said hello.

After saying that, his eyes subconsciously glanced at Huayue.

Ling Fengshuo knew about the coming of the Flower Moon Festival early on.

Therefore, he didn't show too much surprise or displeasure. He just went to the side to wash his hands, then stood beside Jiang Yunluo very naturally, took over the work she was doing, and said softly: "I'll do it."

The air was suddenly quiet for a moment.

Almost unanimously, everyone stopped what they were doing, and their eyes subconsciously flicked between the two of them.

Then he saw that Jiang Yunluo didn't refuse, so she handed the work over to him.

The atmosphere is still a bit quiet.

Until Jiang Yunluo coughed lightly: "Hey, what are you doing standing still? Don't you plan to eat tonight?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone came back to their senses and hurriedly continued their work, but they couldn't help but look at Ling Fengshuo.

Everyone is more or less aware of King Shuo's cooking skills.

I thought it was good enough to cook porridge.

But when the fragrance spread in the kitchen again, everyone was a little surprised.

Frying, frying, frying, Ling Fengshuo is actually familiar with everything!

Coupled with that always cold face, he has the demeanor and momentum of a calm chef!

"My lord, this is too awesome..."

Yan'er was already stunned and couldn't help but praise him in a low voice.

Mo Ying also followed up and said: "As expected of the prince! No matter what he does, he is awesome!"

As soon as this word comes out-

Ling Fengshuo finally reacted. He tilted his gaze in Jiang Yunluo's direction, with a smile on his face, and said in a deep voice, "Master taught me well."

"Master?"

Su Manman smelled something keenly, and just as she was about to ask, two more cucumbers were stuffed into her hands. In front of her was Jiang Yunluo's smiling but warning eyes, and the words squeezed out from between her teeth: "Manman, slice it."

Su Manman laughed secretly in her heart and let her go in a funny way.

Everyone worked hard all afternoon and finally made a large table of dishes at dusk.

There are two "chefs" in charge, and the dishes are delicious and delicious.

Even Hua Yue, who always loves to talk to Ling Feng Shuo, can't find fault with her.

Finally, we sat together in the largest elegant room in Shuiyunjian.

Mo Ying was full of emotion and whispered to Black Eagle beside him: "What kind of blessing are you and me? To be able to eat dishes cooked by the prince himself in our lifetime..."

His voice was not loud, but those present with very strong ears could naturally hear him clearly.

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help laughing.

Black Eagle pursed his lips and gave him an elbow elbow calmly.

Can I go back and express my feelings again?

Mo Ying felt pain and quickly sat up straight.

Jiang Yunluo couldn't help laughing, and said quickly: "Don't be stunned, we are all our own people, use your chopsticks."

With her words, everyone picked up their chopsticks.

After tasting the food cooked by the two of them, they naturally praised it highly.

Then, the wine jar was brought to the table.

Jiang Yunluo was in a good mood today and subconsciously reached out.

But I haven’t encountered it yet.

"You can't drink until your wound has healed."

Ling Fengshuo took the wine glass from her hand first and put it together with himself.

Jiang Yunluo's eyes flickered for a moment, and she subconsciously wanted to take it back.

But I heard Su Manman say from the side: "The injury is not healed yet, what are you drinking? You are not allowed to touch a drop of it today!"

Yan'er and Hongxiu also advised: "Yes, Princess, don't drink today."

Jiang Yunluo: "..."

She didn't have to listen to Ling Fengshuo's words.

But if she brushed aside the good intentions of so many people, she would be ignorant of good and evil.

Knowing that they were all worried about her, Jiang Yunluo had no choice but to retract her hand and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'll watch you drink, is that okay?"

The voice fell——

One night hot soup happened to be right in front of me.

And Ling Fengshuo's smiling voice: "You can drink more soup."

His tone was full of unconscious endearment. He might not have noticed anything, but the people listening next to him all felt sad. They couldn't help but look at each other with a tacit smile.

Only Huayue didn't speak from the beginning to the end. Her eyes swept between the two of them, quickly covering up her depression, and raised her head to drink another glass of wine.

Lu Ting caught a glimpse of him drinking from the corner of his eye, and quickly picked up the wine glass: "Why did Master Hua Pavilion drink it by himself? It's boring to drink alone. Come on, come on, I'll toast you!"

As soon as he spoke, everyone looked over and raised their glasses.

After drinking, the banquet really begins.

Jiang Yunluo couldn't drink, so she kept eating slowly and chatting with everyone.

Ling Fengshuo didn't drink a few drinks, but kept paying attention to the people around him.

Lu Ting was even more dedicated.

Knowing that Ling Fengshuo and Hua Yue didn't get along, at first he just kept toasting to Hua Yue, but in the end he sat directly next to Hua Yue with a wine glass, trying to focus all the other party's attention on himself and directly ignore Ling Fengshuo and Jiang Yunluo.

Huayue naturally understood what he was thinking, but she did not reveal it. There was always a smile on her lips as she drank and chatted with him, as if the two of them had not just become acquainted, but had known each other for many years.

As they drank one cup after another, Su Manman watched in horror and couldn't help but remind her: "Lu Ting, you drank too much..."