bright sheath

"Jiang Feng?" He asked knowingly.

"Your Majesty recognizes me?" He was a little puzzled.

"Do you know whose house I live in now?"

"How did this subject find out." The man's eyes were as upright as his character, and "Are you sick?" was clearly written in both eyes.

"Princess Palace."

Sure enough, Jiang Feng's eyes lit up when he heard the princess's mansion, and then he stared at him vigilantly and asked, "Why are you telling me this? Could it be that you admire the princess and want me to help you connect?"

"..." Is this dear friend out of his mind?

Chen Yunyu shook her head solemnly, shook her folding fan and said inscrutablely: "I heard that the princess has a sweetheart, let me come and see..."

"Who is it? Tell me, and tomorrow I will help the princess to assess him."

"...Jiang Yushi, since when did the Procuratorate continue to monitor this?"

"It's only natural for the minister to share your worries..."

Chen Yunyu asked tentatively: "... In your eyes, the princess is the emperor?"

Jiang Feng nodded.

Now Chen Yunyu knew that Qinghe was probably out of business, this brother was full of three principles and five constant principles, the etiquette of monarch and minister, and he probably didn't think about the relationship between men and women.

At this time Ling Yanchi stood up and spoke, and he asked a question: "Dare to ask Jiang Yushi, what is the name of the princess?"

Jiang Feng didn't seem to notice that the person talking to him was just an attendant, and quickly replied: "My surname is Qi, and I'm not stupid!"

Chen Yunyu instantly understood Ling Yanchi's meaning, and then asked: "Then dare to ask what the country's surname is today?"

"Isn't your son making fun of me? The country's surname is Chen, and the common people know it!" He looked a little irritable, and there were some red lights on his fair face.

Chen Yunyu smiled slightly, and said: "Since the country's surname is Chen, and the princess's surname is Qi, then you still say that the princess is the emperor, isn't it just nonsense..."

Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment, surprises and surprises appeared alternately, with a few strands of doubt in between.

The two looked at each other and smiled, there was only so much they could do, and it all depended on when this dear friend became enlightened.

The two teamed up to teach the idiot a lesson, and he started to drag Ling Yanchi to run again.This is in the palace, so it is a bit conspicuous, so Ling Yanchi asked him: "Is there something urgent to do, sir?"

Chen Yunyu kept running, and said while running: "You haven't eaten yet... Today is the emperor's birthday, there is no night curfew, but it's getting late, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat if the stalls and restaurants are closed... "

Ling Yanchi thanked him for his carefulness, slowly led him to walk slowly, and said with a smile: "I'm not hungry."

"You're not hungry, I'm hungry. I was almost full just now, and I didn't eat much at all. Go, go, run..."

Reluctantly pulled out by him, the streets were bustling when he left the city gate panting, but most of these shops had closed their stalls, only one wonton shop was still there, and the last bowl of wontons smelling like green onions was sold by a person tall and a half. bought the little doll.

Chen Yunyu stared at the bowl of wontons and was a little depressed. It was already the hour of the [-]th, and it was rare that the lights in the capital were brightly lit at this time, like a fire dragon, spreading far away, a bustling scene that could not be seen, and excited children had never seen the night before. In such a lively capital city, his father insisted on supporting him on his shoulders so that he could see clearly into the distance. The candlelight reflected his dark pupils and bright eyes.

Seeing that Chen Yunyu didn't give up and was still looking around, Ling Yanchi said to him: "Is there any food in the princess's mansion, let me see if I can make something to eat."

"...What will you do?" Chen Yunyu looked at him suspiciously, didn't this person say that he was not good at cooking?

"Don't think too much, I will also cook the raw rice into mature rice, only to the level that can be eaten, and nothing else will definitely work!"

Chen Yunyu's eyes lit up immediately, and she grabbed him and ran towards the princess mansion again, saying: "That's enough, aunt naturally has all the ingredients you need, you just feel free to do it..."

Ling Yanchi sighed after being pulled by him: "How about your demeanor, son?"

"Pedantic! People are going to starve to death, so why pay attention to manners!"

"..."

The streets of the city are very lively, and the voices near the Princess's Mansion seem to be far away, and they can't be heard clearly. There are guards at the door with lamps, and the surroundings are warm in the dark.

Chen Yunyu led the people into the mansion quickly, and quickly entered the dining room, pushed open the door, and the elongated shadows of the two were reflected on the ground, his hand was holding Ling Yanchi's wrist.The dining room was astonishingly large. When I stepped in, I was afraid there would be an echo. There was a slight air-conditioning inside, and it was pitch black. Chen Yunyu went to the south and opened the window. The silver moonlight streamed in an instant, and the situation inside was clear at a glance. There were several stoves connected by the window. , on the opposite side is a taller storage shelf, which is divided into several layers, each layer has several bamboo baskets, which contain some large and small side dishes such as fungi, beans and peppers, red The green one looks weird.

Far away from the shelf, in the shady corner, stood a long cabinet half a person's height, from which the chilly air came out. Chen Yunyu walked in and found that everything inside was dissected. Chicken, duck, fish and other meat, and a lot of vegetables are also placed in it, and there are obviously some large pieces of ice at the bottom.

After wandering around the room like patrolling, he asked, "How are you doing, have you decided what to eat?"

Ling Yanchi originally wanted to chop up some radishes and green vegetables and throw them into the pot, cook a vegetable soup and finish the job, but now he couldn't move his feet when he saw the chicken, so he rubbed his hands and said: "Eat the grilled chicken!" "He really hasn't eaten barbecue for a long time!

"Okay……"

His look was too vivid, Chen Yunyu couldn't help laughing at it, walked to the side to light a fire on the stove, Ling Yanchi grabbed a lot of fennel, star anise, ginger, dried lotus leaves and other weird things from the basket After cutting it into small pieces, he grabbed a chicken that was steaming from the cabinet, stuffed the pile of things into the chicken belly that had been cut open, and then closed the chicken belly with a few small bamboo sticks. Chen Yunyu watched him fiddle with it for a long time. Puzzled, he asked him: "Did this chicken offend you? Why did you stuff so many things into it?"

"Hey hey, I don't understand, it tastes delicious when roasted like this!" Ling Yanchi's eyes were shining brightly, as if it was already a cooked chicken.

"Is this what you learned on the mountain?"

"No, that's what I heard! But don't worry, among other things, roast chicken is an old profession, and it's delicious to keep!" He seemed a little proud.

I don't know why Chen Yunyu had an ominous premonition, and asked tentatively, "That means you haven't done it before?"

Ling Yanchi nodded, full of confidence, "Although it's my first attempt, it's not too difficult in my opinion. Your son is lucky."

He felt relieved when he praised Chen Yunyu like this, he just felt that there was a glutton in his stomach.

Soon, Chef Ling came over holding the chicken with a green light in his eyes. He held a wooden stick the size of a thumb in his hand. He put the skewered chicken on the burning stove, and turned the wooden stick casually with one hand. Holding a stick, with one hand propping up his chin, his posture is casual.

In the middle of the night, the Long Princess Mansion is quiet and serene, the moonlight outside the window is clear, under the rows of majestic palaces, there is only one room that is amiably lit, the crackling sound of dry firewood in the stove, the flame jumps, and the chicken gradually overflows with aroma. In the room, Chen Yunyu just looked at the people next to him without blinking.

Ling Yanchi seemed to have eyes on the side of his face, although he was staring at the chicken, he still smiled and said: "I know you are hungry, but you can't look at me like you are eating!"

Chen Yunyu had a thought, she retracted her eyes and said: "You haven't looked at me, how do you know what I look at you?"

Ling Yanchi looked at him proudly and said: "My son's roasted chicken is full of color, flavor and taste. You don't need to think about it to know that your son is hungry now, so naturally you look forward to my roasting faster!"

Chen Yunyu forced a smile, added some firewood to the stove, and said, "You seem to be right when you say that."

"That's it, others, it's hard to say, but my son, I naturally know a little more." Ling Yanchi spun the chicken in his hand proudly, and suddenly there was a soft "snap", but it was a few sticks from the chicken's abdomen. The bamboo stick broke, and soon the pile of things he stuffed into the fire fell into the fire, and before the fragrance had time to overflow, there was a mushy smell. The eyes of Chen Yunyu and Ling Yanchi fell on the stick at the same time— — This thing won’t be broken too, will it?

Ling Yan took the chicken back quickly and looked at it quickly, then patted his chest with the expression of the rest of his life after a catastrophe, and said: "Oh, I was scared to death, it's okay, but I'm worried that if you continue to roast this little stick It's broken!"

Let you be smug again!

Chen Yunyu was still turning his head to look around for baking utensils, when he saw someone stretching the wooden stick over the fire again, he was puzzled and asked, "Why are you still using this?"

Seeing this man staring at the wooden stick with wide eyes, he had the meaning of "If you dare to break it, I will die with you", at the same time, he glanced at the chicken firmly and said: "I guess you should hurry When it’s cooked, the skin on the outside is burnt, just bake it to get some aroma, and it should last until then!”

Chen Yunyu said helplessly: "You have to watch this ancestor chicken carefully, otherwise we will be hungry tonight!"

Seeing that the whole room is filled with the smell of meat, the color of the chicken has become an attractive dark yellow, and the roasted oil drips down from time to time, with a sizzling sound, it disappears when it is burned by the fire, Ling Yan swallows it late He swallowed, and was about to take it back, but at this moment he keenly heard a thin "click", it's not good!The stick will break!

He hurriedly reached out to grab it, but was slapped away by Chen Yunyu, and saw His Royal Highness lifted the hem of his clothes and shouted: "Don't touch it, let go, let it fall!"

As expected, Ling Yanchi was obedient, and saw the ball of golden chicken rolling down onto Chen Yunyu's clothes. The prince squatted halfway, staring at the chicken with a serious expression, as if fighting in front of the battle. Ling Yanchi just took a look at him and laughed. "Hey, son, your appearance is too funny!"

Chen Yunyu stared at him helplessly and said, "It's not that you insist on using this little stick to make do with it!"

"Hahaha! Well, it's my fault, you hold on for a while, I'll find something to put it in!"

Then Chen Yunyu heard his footsteps going away.

He found a white jade plate and put the chicken on it. The two of them left the dining room and came to the front of the court under the moonlight. Sitting down casually, putting the plate in the middle, Ling Yan Chi glanced east and west, scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks and felt that something was missing, Chen Yunyu said clearly: "Do you want to drink?"

Ling Yanchi clapped his hands and said, "Brother Yunyu is indeed a bosom friend."

Immediately, Chen Yunyu got up, went to the next room and tumbling, and soon came out with a small jug of wine, Ling Yanchi's eyes lit up, and he was about to reach out to pick it up, but Chen Yunyu dodged sideways, sat back in front of him, protecting the wine with one hand. Holding the jug, he said solemnly: "Let's talk about it first, don't drink too much!"

Ling Yanchi nodded naturally.

After unsealing, the aroma of the wine overflowed, and a glass of wine fell into his belly. Ling Yanchi closed his eyes and enjoyed it, and said with a nostalgic look: "The last time I had a good drink was in Yingtian. I never thought that this time I came to the capital..."

Chen Yunyu tilted her head and thought for a while, "There are countless fine wines and fine wines in the palace, if you really want to drink, you can drink a few glasses once in a while."

Unexpectedly, this alcoholic shook his head abnormally, and said: "Firstly, the prince must not drink too much alcohol, and I can't arouse the greedy worms in his belly. Second, it's a pity for life, this time it's really pity for life~ "

A thought suddenly flashed through Chen Yunyu's mind—he said he would cherish his life, did he want to be with me?

Although he knew it was a fantasy, he still couldn't help asking: "Why? Are you... not greedy for freedom?"

Seeing this man smiled narrowly and said: "It's fine that I had no relatives and no reason in the past. Now that I have a bosom friend, I can no longer torment myself at will. If I get sick, my son won't be sad?" After finishing speaking, he blinked blinked.

"..." Chen Yunyu didn't know how to reply for a while, she just felt that her heart was full of happy guru bubbles, and she drank a glass of wine while grabbing the glass.

"Eh? Sir, are you confused? Are you holding my wine glass?" Ling Yan was a little dumbfounded looking at the empty wine glass in front of her.

Although Chen Yunyu was also stunned for a while, she laughed and said, "Why, why don't I give you my wine glass?"

Ling Yanchi only felt that his smile was warm, as if warm jade was giving off fragrance, and he also grinned and said: "I don't want the wine glass, how about something else?"

"what would you like?"

Ling Yanchi straightened his legs and leaned back, holding the prince's cup in one hand and resting the other on the steps, squinting his eyes and smiling at him in a carefree manner: "I haven't made up my mind yet, but I have the right to be the prince and agree today." Yes, he will pick it up someday."

"It's okay..." I just hope that he will always think about this thing and never leave, so that he has a reason to keep him.