Quick Travel: Who taught you how to attack villains like this?

Mu Junhong didn't know about the dispute among the chefs outside and looked at the ingredients in front of him seriously.

He picked up a carrot and put it down with his head shaking.

Then he picked up another fish and then put it down again.

It's time for a cup of tea, but he hasn't picked out the ingredients yet.

Suddenly, his eyes looked at the chicken in the basin.

For some reason, he had a strange feeling in his heart that Yu Yan would like roast chicken.

Thinking of this, he took out a cookbook he found from Wenyuan Pavilion.

Open the pages one by one, find the page about making roast chicken, and read it carefully.

Then put down the recipe and start making roast chicken.

Half an hour later, Mu Junhong looked at the roast chicken that had been cooked in front of him with a very proud expression.

Sure enough, he is a genius.

The first time I cook, I can make it so delicious and delicious.

Carefully put the roast chicken in the food box, then carry it out.

As soon as Mu Junhong walked out of the door, he saw several royal chefs outside the door.

He looked at them pitifully and said, "You should know what should be said and what should not be said."

"The slave knows." "The slave knows."

The imperial chefs knelt on the ground and sent Mu Junhong off tremblingly.

After he walked away, the royal chefs who had been kneeling on the ground stood up, walked into the kitchen, and looked at the obviously used stove.

"The Emperor also cooks for His Majesty?"

"I told you she is the Queen."

"The wind in the harem has begun to stir again."

"Isn't that right? Since the death of the late emperor and the dispersal of his concubines, we haven't seen any concubines competing for favor for nearly ten years."

"..."

*

Outside the Imperial Study Room, Mu Junhong walked straight in without waiting for anyone to inform him.

Yu Yan heard the movement, raised her head, and asked doubtfully: "Why are you here?"

"What? Can't I come?"

Mu Junhong unceremoniously turned on the mocking mode and said angrily: "Is it possible that there is already a male master in the imperial study room, so no one else is allowed to set foot in it?"

Yu Yan: “…???”

What is he talking about?

At this time, Mu Junhong saw the bowl of ginseng soup on her table, his face darkened, and he gritted his teeth secretly.

His fingers holding the food box suddenly tightened, and he stared at the bowl of ginseng soup, wishing he could throw it away.

Taking a deep breath, he walked over to Yu Yan and quietly squeezed away the bowl of ginseng soup with the food box in his hand.

"This is specially made by the imperial chef for you. I'll bring it to you to try."

After finishing speaking, he took out the roasted chicken from the food box.

Smelling the familiar fragrance, the smile in Yu Yan's eyes deepened.

"Is this made by the imperial chef?"

"Who else could it be if he wasn't the royal chef? Could it be me?"

Mu Junhong rolled his eyes at her angrily, his tone a little impatient.

But at this time, the red ears revealed his mood.

Yu Yan smiled and said nothing, tore off a chicken leg and took a bite, praising: "It's delicious, even better than the imperial chef."

"That's not the case." Mu Junhong said proudly, "This is my first time cooking...what's better than the Royal Chef, this is what the Royal Chef does."

He was halfway through his words when he immediately reacted and changed his words.

Yu Yan pretended not to hear and echoed his words, "If that's the case, then I'll ask someone to ask which royal chef made this? So I can reward him."

"Need not."

Mu Junhong immediately refused, "You are the emperor, and it is only natural that the chef cooks food for you. Why should you reward me? No need."

Yu Yan was confused, "Is it really unnecessary?"

Mu Junhong nodded, "Of course not."

"OK then!"

Yu Yan looked away, lowered her head and continued eating the roast chicken.

When Mu Junhong saw that she was eating well, a gentle smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

But when I accidentally caught sight of the bowl of ginseng soup, I felt unhappy again.

"This food box is on the table, blocking the roasted chicken. Let me take it away!"

After he finished speaking, he lifted the food box behind him and secretly used force to hit the bowl of ginseng soup with the food box.

With a bang, the bowl containing the ginseng soup fell to the ground and fell into pieces, and all the ginseng soup inside spilled on the ground.

"Oh, I was really careless, why didn't I see this ginseng soup here?"

Mu Junhong said pretending to be annoyed.

Then she looked at Yu Yan, "You wouldn't blame me for spilling your ginseng soup, would you?"

"fine."

Yu Yan had finished eating the chicken leg and was slowly wiping her long fingers with a handkerchief.

Mu Junhong snorted softly and applied eye drops to her, "This ginseng soup is already cold. I don't know what the person who brought it was thinking. Did he give you the cold ginseng soup to make you feel sick?" "

Yu Yan: "..."

The ginseng soup was hot when it was delivered.

It's just that she didn't drink it and let it cool down.

But at this time, the woman's sixth sense told her that it was better not to speak.

So she chose to keep silent and continue to listen to Mu Junhong's bad words about Su Yiqing without any trace.

The atmosphere between the two was very harmonious for a while, and both parties were very satisfied.

*

During the enthronement ceremony, Yu Yan wore a bright yellow dragon robe, walked calmly, passed the civil and military officials, and walked towards the high platform step by step.

Everyone looked at her beautiful face, but they didn't have any charming thoughts.

Her face was calm, but she exuded an irresistible aura of majesty that made people dare not look directly at her.

The moment Yu Yan ascended the dragon throne, all the ministers knelt on the ground in sincerity, praying that the empress on the dragon throne could rule the country and create a prosperous age.

Then grand music sounded, marking the grand ceremony on the day the empress ascended the throne.

It marked that the Sheng Kingdom welcomed its first female emperor since the founding of the People's Republic of China. The sun shone brightly on her, and what enveloped the people was an expectation for a better future.

After the enthronement ceremony, the envoys from various countries left one after another, leaving Su Yiqing alone, still living in the palace.

Mu Junhong was sitting in the palace, listening to the chattering voice of the eunuch, and became a little annoyed, and shouted: "...Shut up!"

It was really annoying to keep mentioning Su Yiqing in his ears, and he had no eyesight at all.

The eunuch looked at him aggrievedly, with a look of resentment on his face.

He was doing it all for his master's good, so why didn't his master understand his heart?

In this situation, it is impossible not to fight for favor!

After a while, the eunuch couldn't help but continued: "Master, you have to pay more attention to the prince of Chu! In three days, your conferment ceremony will be held, and it's not like he messed it up."

"Then I thank him."

Mu Junhong sneered. He had already said that he didn't want to be a bullshit queen.

If Su Yiqing had the ability to interfere, he would be really happy.

The eunuch became anxious and said, "Why do you still think so? This is a sure thing. The dress specially made for you has been made. You are the Queen."

"I heard from the old eunuch in the palace that when the late emperor married the empress, the concubine made trouble on the night of their bridal chamber and snatched the late emperor away, leaving the empress to guard the empty room alone, thus becoming a member of the harem. joke."

"What if the prince of Chu did the same thing and caused trouble on the wedding night between you and His Majesty? How could that be so good? You...where are you going?"

Just in the middle of the eunuch's long speech, Mu Junhong suddenly stood up and walked outside.

He hurriedly followed, but did not dare to hold Mu Junhong.

It's over. Master, shouldn't he go to find trouble with His Majesty again?

Mu Junhong walked all the way outside Yu Yan's bedroom, waved away everyone, walked up to her, and looked at her straight with a bit of shyness in his eyes.

Yu Yan asked: "What's wrong?"

Mu Junhong touched his hot cheek and said, "Since I can't escape being your queen, why not hold the queen sealing ceremony in advance!"

"The time is very close, in three days."

Although Yu Yan didn't understand why he suddenly changed so quickly, she still answered honestly.

Mu Junhong blurted out, "Then tomorrow!"

ps: Let’s just say, I don’t know if there are any ancient recipes for making roast chicken, hahaha.

If not, don’t take it too seriously, little cuties, just treat it as my personal creation!