After rebirth I became the tyrant's little white lotus

Tu Xiuting closed his eyes, his eyelashes like black butterfly wings cast a shadow.

At this moment, there is silence——

I wish that Bai Miao will be happy forever, that there will be no ups and downs in the world, and no regrets in this life;

Second, I wish that Bai Miao’s beauty will stay forever, everything goes well, and I will smile in the future;

Three wishes, I will hold hands with Miaomiao in this life, know each other and stay together, and live forever.

……

Emperor Wu felt that he was very greedy, and the prayers in his heart were probably so many that even the gods felt bored after hearing them.

"Your Majesty, you have made a wish for a long time!"

Seeing that Emperor Wu finally opened his eyes, Bai Miao immediately leaned forward, "Don't say it! You must keep it in your heart, so that you can be heard by the gods and realized by the gods."

"it is good."

Emperor Wu just indulged.

"It's time to blow out the candles." Bai Miao raised the smiling improved cake in front of Emperor Wu.

"Blow out?"

"Yes, blowing it out in one breath will make your wish come true!"

At the very beginning, this habit originated from ancient Greece, where honey cakes with lit candles were placed on the birthday altar of the goddess of the moon. Therefore, the ancient Greeks believed that burning candles had magical powers, and people's wishes could come true by blowing them out in one breath. real.

In his previous life, Bai Miao himself was a demon, belonging to the kind who secretly became a spirit after the founding of the People's Republic of China, so even though he lived in a society full of science, he still believed in those legends about gods, gods, gods and monsters... After all, he and the old Taoist are two A living example, so for this little Greek legend, Bai Miao pursues the idea of ​​"I'd rather believe it than believe it."

Tu Xiuting has always been curious about what is going on in Bai Miao's mind.

The man bowed his head obediently, inhaled slightly, and let out a long breath. The candle was extinguished instantly, and the brightness in the Wuji Hall dimmed a few degrees.

This time, Bai Miao calmed down a lot, sitting obediently on one side, resting his chin on one hand to watch Emperor Wu eat noodles.

"Does it taste good?" The silver-haired boy asked triumphantly.

The man's quiet eyes were full of fiery light, "It's delicious."

After a pause, he continued: "It's the most delicious bowl of noodles I've eaten in these years."

"Hahaha Your Majesty, if you praise me so much, the chef will cry!"

Bai Miao still knew how much he weighed, so he only regarded Emperor Wu's compliments as small love words between lovers.

In fact, it was not the case. In Emperor Wu's opinion, this bowl of noodles was indeed the most delicious food he had eaten in the past twenty years.

When he lived in the cold palace, not to mention ordinary pasta, even the cold steamed buns were a luxury for Emperor Wu. At that time, he could only guard the leftovers in the kitchen and roast them coldly. Just filling one's stomach with rotten steamed buns, as for the taste, it is also difficult to describe in words.

Later, he became powerful, but Tu Xiuting himself didn't care about food because of his childhood experience; later, when he went to the battlefield, he ate rough grain every day, and he got used to this kind of life; until he After ascending the throne as emperor, the imperial cooks in the palace tried their best to cook and eat in order to please him, but to Emperor Wu, it was just something to satisfy his stomach, and the taste was no longer within the scope of his concern.

But today, a bowl of longevity noodles cooked by Bai Miao himself may not be as delicious as the one in the imperial dining room, but the heart in it is unmatched. In the eyes of Emperor Wu, it is the only one in the world The delicacies are incomparable!

"really good."

Emperor Wu's voice was faint, but Bai Miao also heard the affection in the man's words.

He hooked the man's fingertips, revealing a small dimple on his cheek, "If Your Majesty likes it, I'll make it for you often in the future."

Just like a couple in love, Bai Miao's enthusiasm for Emperor Wu is no less than that of the other party, and he will change his mind to satisfy his lover's little wish.

"Not often," Emperor Wu liked it, but he didn't want Bai Miao to be tired, "I'll make it for my birthday next year."

"Okay, from now on, I will make longevity noodles for His Majesty's birthday every year." Bai Miao smiled and made this almost lifetime promise, "My craftsmanship will definitely get better and better in the future."

"That's my blessing."

"Let's eat the cake!" Bai Miao pushed the empty bowl aside, and placed the cake with the candle removed in front of Emperor Wu.

"Give it all to me?" Seeing that Bai Miao didn't intend to do anything, Emperor Wu slightly frowned.

"Yes," Bai Miao took it for granted, although he wanted to share Emperor Wu's birthday cake, but due to the limited materials, he could only make such a small piece hastily, and naturally it should be given to the birthday cake first, " The ingredients to make this are hard to find, I worked so hard to make such a small amount, and His Majesty is the birthday star again today, so of course I want to give you all to eat!"

"But, I want to eat with you."

Under the dim light, Emperor Wu nodded, his sword-shaped eyebrows were softened, and the sharpness in his eyes was also washed away, instead it was stained with a bit of softness, and he just looked at Bai Miao silently and expectantly.

In an instant, Bai Miao's heart was so soft that water dripped out.

He immediately smiled, and touched Emperor Wu's cheek with a little distress, "Then let's eat together, you take a bite and I take a bite!"

Although Emperor Wu pampered and pampered Bai Miao in daily life, Bai Miao could not see Emperor Wu being wronged, so it could only be said that the pampering between them was two-way.

"it is good."

Now, Emperor Wu was happy.

Thus, a small palm-sized cake was shared by the two of them one by one.

"It tastes good," Bai Miao licked the cream on his lips, feeling a little unsatisfied.

In Dayin, he wanted to make modern butter, but it took him a lot of effort, and he worked hard for a long time, and he didn't know how many times he failed before he finally came up with a decent bowl of butter; As for the noodle cakes, some improvements were made due to Dayin's conditions. Although the final product was far from perfect in Bai Miao's opinion, due to realistic factors, it could only be so.

Bai Miao was not very satisfied, but Emperor Wu was very satisfied.To be precise, as long as Bai Miao made something with all his heart, he would treat it as a treasure to Emperor Wu.

"Are you tired?" Emperor Wu squeezed Bai Miao's little Bai Shengsheng paws, and carried him onto the dragon couch.

Right now, it's getting late.

The sky outside the window turned into a slightly reddish black blue, which seemed to be mixed with water vapor.

"It's okay." Bai Miao squinted his eyes, maybe he was too excited today, he didn't feel too sleepy, but his body was still unspeakably tired.

"You worked hard today too." Emperor Wu lay down with his arms around him, and put down the bed curtain, "Go to bed early."

"Okay." Bai Miao, who had no resistance to sleeping, nestled obediently in Emperor Wu's arms, her cheek pressed against the man's chest, feeling the beating sound and heat under the chest.

Late at night, the Promise Hall was completely silent.

This night, Emperor Wu's arms hugged Bai Miao tightly, never relaxing for a moment.

July is hot and the weather is getting cooler.

After a few bouts of light rain, Dayin finally entered the autumn of this year.

Dayin has the custom of worshiping the God of Yin once every three years, and now it's time to worship the God of Yin again.

Since the beginning of autumn, small dark flags have been hung up in the streets and alleys of the imperial city, on which are embroidered with thick threads the God of Yin with a human face and a beast body. Rough and wild.

That is the belief of the Dayin people, the god they worship, and an invisible force that supports them.

Yinshen is good at hunting and guarding, so in addition to flags, many wealthy families hang wooden shields and bows and arrows on their doors, large or small, all of which are strung together with bone whistles. rattle.

Bai Miao experienced Dayin's sacrifice for the first time, but he was full of curiosity.

Such activities are uncommon in modern society, so Bai Miao is like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, and he is full of novelty in his eyes. Although he can only move around in the palace at the moment, the miscellaneous changes in the palace alone are enough for him. Watched, studied.

Because of the sacrificial offerings, the color of the palace has changed to a uniform dark blue, and the brick-red palace walls, under the impact of such colors, have more artistic collisions.

The left and right prime ministers and the twins of the Chu family who hadn't seen each other for a long time a few days ago also came here frequently because of this incident.

"Your Highness, do the sacrificial dance?" Prime Minister He Wenzhou looked surprised, and couldn't help calling out after hearing Emperor Wu's order.

Emperor Wu didn't bother to repeat, he just gave He Wenzhou a sideways glance.

The right-hand man rubbed his chin, "Chen, I'm just a little surprised."

"Your Majesty wants to take this opportunity..." Su Quan was vague, but Emperor Wu nodded in understanding.

It's all right now, Bai Miao's face became dazed again.

Seeing that the little guy was confused, Emperor Wu smiled in a good mood, "Miao Miao will find out in a few days."

"Okay, okay," Bai Miao knew that this was Emperor Wu's excuse, but he also knew that Emperor Wu would not lie to himself, so he might as well wait for a few days with peace of mind.

Chu Ran spoke, "If the little Highness goes down, then the sacrificial dance must be practiced."

"Since Your Majesty has said it, there is nothing wrong with your Highness!" Because Chu Ran and Chu Yu went out together today, in order to prevent their identities from being recognized, Chu Yu could only compromise by wearing a mask. It was also for this reason that he didn't have a good face when facing Chu Ran, "You bastard is in charge of things, and if you don't know, you still think you are someone's father!"

I have to say that Chu Yu's words are a bit rude, but he can always say something amazing.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Bai Miao, who was drinking water, spit out a mouthful of tea, while Emperor Wu frowned and patted the young man's back, then gave Chu Yu a warning look.

Chu Yu pursed his lips, but Chu Ran clenched his fists tightly under his sleeves.

As for He Wenzhou and Suquan, they came together today, and met Chu Ran and the masked man on the way. They only vaguely felt that the masked man was very familiar, but they couldn’t figure out where they met. However, as for Chu Yu, he has no intention of introducing him, so the two of them will naturally not delve into it, and they only regard it as His Majesty's confidantes.

But now seeing that man's attitude towards Chu Ran, He Wenzhou and Suquan were even more confused.

Especially Suquan, even though he has an exquisite heart, there are still some things that he can't see through or guess.

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