rebirth son of bad

Because they had to deal with Li Qing's matter, they temporarily stayed in Fallen Leaf City for a few days. The guard followed Si Yelin carefully, asking for instructions on this and that, for fear of offending the Lord.

Ouyang Xia changed into new clothes. The white dress was embroidered with flowing clouds, the cuffs were embroidered with dark patterns of plum blossoms, and the white belt with narrow waist and wide sleeves was very pretty.

Ling Shan came over from outside, still holding the cloak he asked him to return to Si Yelin earlier.

"Sir."

"Why, he gave it to me?"

Although Ouyang Xia has never seen any good ones, he also knows that he can't afford the leather on this elegant cloak.

Ling Shan was a little helpless, and said: "The master said, please wash it yourself and return it to him."

If it wasn't for the special significance of this cloak to the master, the master would have thrown it away long ago.

Ouyang Xia raised her eyebrows and glanced at the cloak: "It's so clean, do you still need to wash it?"

He took it off and looked at it, but the back of the hem was dirty, he had it washed and dried yesterday.

"This dress was sewn for him by the master's birth mother, Concubine Xian, and it is of great significance. You only had your lower body washed, and your upper body was never washed."

So the master was very angry when he got it, so he asked him to send it over.

Ouyang Xia secretly said hypocritically, this person from the royal family is really particular, in his opinion, cleanliness is enough.

Thinking that it was embroidered by his mother during her lifetime, Ouyang Xia still took it.

Anyway, the cloak is very clean, just wash it casually.

Ouyang Xia has a bright and cheerful personality, so she did it as soon as she said it, ran to the well, soaked it once with the soap powder provided by Ling Shan, rinsed it with clean water a few times, and wrung it dry vigorously.

Then put it in a small wooden barrel and bring it to Ling Shan in the courtyard where they lived.

"Washed!"

"Thank you, son."

Ling Shan took it very politely, and then asked someone to take it to the back to cool off.

Ouyang Xia looked at Si Yelin who was drinking tea inside, and said with a smile: "Prince, let's discuss something."

"What's the matter?"

Putting down the notebook in his hand, this is what he wrote to the emperor about the control of the forces in Luoye City.

Ouyang Xia then leaned on the table and said, "How about we have spicy soup today?"

Yesterday was another light day, this bastard couldn't eat a little bit of spiciness at all.

It will take some time to return to the capital by the way, he can't die without returning to the capital.

Si Yelin glanced at him and said two words: "No."

"How about, let's lower it a bit, spicy chicken wings, slightly spicy fried cabbage. You let them make two dishes, and the rest are all vegetarian."

Why is he so stingy, there are almost ten dishes on a table, what's wrong with him ordering two.

Si Yelin said coldly, "There are inns outside."

So, if he wanted to eat, he could go out to eat, but he didn't stop him.

Ouyang Xia was furious: "Isn't this too lazy to go out?"

He is not familiar with the place outside, what if he loses the whole thing?

Si Yelin said: "Then eat lightly, it's good for your health."

He hired the chef, and he strictly ordered that no chili can be seen in his kitchen, even if it is not on the table. ,

Ouyang Xia didn't understand why he hated chili so much, and wanted to roll his eyes: "I won't eat at the same table as you."

"That's not possible either."

When cooking, the spicy taste will stick to the dishes next to it, and it will smell a little bit more or less.

Ouyang Xia was really angry: "What do you mean? If you don't eat it yourself, why don't others eat it?"

Si Yelin put the excerpt aside, and ignored his unreasonable troublemaking.

Ouyang Xia rolled her eyes, you can do it, you can do it!

Standing up and walking outside, Ouyang Xia decided that he wanted to cook by himself.

Seeing him leaving angrily, Si Yelin glanced at Ling Shui, and said, "Let the chef make some spicy dishes and put them in his room. Remember, no pot and seasoning spoon are allowed."

"Don't worry, master, I understand."

Ling Shui nodded, handed the things in his hand to Ling Shan, and went to the kitchen to order in person.

When Ouyang Xia came to the kitchen, he saw that the chef was already busy cutting vegetables. After turning around half a circle, he didn't see half a pepper, and almost vomited blood.

The cook came forward to greet her, and said with a flattering smile: "Your Majesty, this kitchen smells of oily smoke. Just tell us what you want to eat and we will send it over."

Ouyang Xia looked around the table and said, "Is there any chili?"

The cook was stunned and said with a smile: "Yes, but the prince doesn't want to eat it, so we put it away."

"That's good, give me some spicy dishes, remember, meat dishes."

After saying this, the cook was a little embarrassed: "My son, this...Master Ling said that there should be no spicy smell in the kitchen, the prince doesn't like it."

She had heard that when she was in the border town, the cook accidentally cooked a table of spicy food and was almost punished heavily.

Ouyang Xia raised her eyebrows: "He is the master, and so am I."

"But he is the prince, we dare not."

Master Ling said that the kitchen should not smell a little spicy, if people taste it, the prince will be angry for a long time.

The cook still remembered that the hundreds of corpses pulled out from Li's house yesterday were all killed by the prince's order.

She is an ordinary family, how dare she be the master of others.

Ouyang Xia took a deep breath and almost scolded her.

"Sir."

Ling Shui came in from the kitchen, and it was a little funny to see the angry Ouyang Xia.

This son has a true temperament, and it is easy to guess his thoughts when getting along with him.

The cook rushed to greet her: "Master Ling, do you have any orders from the Prince?"

Ling Shui said: "The prince said, cook a few spicy dishes for the son. However, neither the seasoning nor the pot can be used the same."

Ouyang Xia chuckled: "Your prince said it himself?"

How did this kid become so fast? Couldn't he smell spicy?

Ling Shui looked at him with a smile, and said: "Shizi, the master is just a bit cold-tempered, and it's not unreasonable. If you get along with him for a long time, you will find that he is really not as cold as he looks."

"Thank him for me!"

Ouyang Xia was in a better mood, and felt that Si Yelin was more pleasing to the eye.

He thought it was a piece of mineral crystal, but it turned out to be glass crystal, and indeed the imperial products are a bit hypocritical.