This Marshal of the Palace

Yan Ci didn't raise his head, he still kept his head down but his body shrank smaller and smaller.

"Bei Ci?" Ye Qingling was in a hurry, squatting down and holding Yan Ci's face with both hands, but saw that Yan Ci's eyes were red, filled with things she couldn't understand, and her lips were tightly pursed.

"Bei Ci, what's the matter with you?" Ye Qingling gently stroked the top of Yan Ci's head, her tone was gentle but could not conceal her concern.

Yan Ci sucked her nose to force back the tears that were about to burst out, her voice was hoarse and crying: "Will you not want me?"

Ye Qingling looked at the red-eyed person in front of him who was trying to hold back the tears and sighed, regardless of the fact that he was in a busy street, he directly hugged Yan Ci: "No, who would not want Ah Ci to be so good? resign."

She is still careless. Although Beici is still working hard, she is a child after all, and she is very dependent on people. People who are not familiar with life in this capital city will inevitably be afraid. If they can't find themselves, they will think that they don't want her.

Ye Qingling's voice was very gentle, and she gently hugged Yanci to comfort the person in her arms.

"It's settled, don't change it." Yan Ci muffled a childish sentence in Ye Qingling's arms.

"Okay, no change." Ye Qingling cupped Yan Ci's face and burst out laughing: "Our Ah Ci has become a weeping bag."

"Not at all." Yan Ci blushed, quickly sniffed and wiped away tears with his sleeve.

"Okay, did you think I didn't want you just because you couldn't find me?" Ye Qingling pulled away Yan Ci's hand and took out a handkerchief to wipe Yan Ci's tears.

Yan Ci bowed her head, no, if she really wanted to find Ye Qingling, it would be easy to find Ye Qingling, she could easily find it at a higher level of Qinggong, but she didn't want to say it was because of what the old man said, the more she sat here just now, the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt, until she thought of Ye Qingling. Ye Qingling cried because she might not want her after she got married.

"What are you doing with your head down? Answer me." Ye Qingling gently raised Yan Ci's head so that she could look directly into her eyes.

Yan Ci was afraid that Ye Qingling would see clearly what he was thinking, so he looked away with a guilty conscience and replied sullenly: "Yes."

"Idiot." Ye Qingling knocked her on the head: "If you can't find me, keep going? Sitting here crying, waiting for me to come back to find you?" Ye Qingling just regarded her averting her eyes as a child saving face.

"I'm afraid you don't want me." Yan Ci was wronged, her small mouth shrunk as if she was about to cry again.

"Okay, I won't take it away." Ye Qingling's tone was pampering, she took out the candied haws from Yanci's hand and put it aside, and then wiped off the syrup on her hands with a handkerchief.

"It's still a little sticky." Yan Ci clenched his fist and said.

"Let's go, I've told Yanxin to go to the restaurant to prepare meals first, and then he can eat after washing his hands." Ye Qingling pulled Yanci's hand and said.

"Yeah." Yan Ci stood up, blinked and sniffed, trying to pretend nothing happened.

Ye Qingling was a little funny seeing her like this, but she was very cooperative: "Don't let Yan Xin see it, I will laugh at you again then."

"Yeah." Yan Ci wiped his eyes and followed Ye Qingling to the restaurant, but he didn't find a person squatting on a nearby high wall looking at her all the time.

"The bastard boy is working hard, no, I still need to find time to push it, tsk tsk, the little beauty who is as beautiful as a fairy, it's cheaper for this kid." The old man who sold candied haws in his hand held a wine jar and poured it into his mouth from time to time. He took a sip, and didn't jump off the high wall until he saw Yan Ci and Ye Qingling walking away, his movements didn't look like old people at all.

Yanxin ordered a table of meals according to Ye Qingling's instructions, and only served two or three dishes when Ye Qingling came with Yan Ci.

"Okay, let's eat." Ye Qingling brought Yan Ci back after washing his hands, half of the dishes on the table were served, and Yan Xin also put the rice on the table.

Yan Ci couldn't resist the temptation of food, and was the first to rush to the table and sit down, picked up the chopsticks and began to pick up the food.

Yan Ci's eating is not very good-looking, she puts a large chopsticks into her mouth and then lowers her head to pick up the rice. She doesn't start chewing and swallowing until she can't fit it in her mouth. By the time Ye Qingling and Yan Xin sit on the table, half of the rice in her bowl is gone. up.

"Eat slowly, and order more if you don't have enough." Ye Qingling was a little funny, even if three big men came to eat the dishes on this table, they might not be late, let alone the three women.

"Hmm." Yan Ci nodded vaguely after finishing the meal, but the speed of eating did not slow down at all.

Ye Qingling shook his head helplessly, and pointed to the seat beside him: "Yanxin, you can sit there and eat together."

"Yeah." Yanxin served himself a bowl of rice and sat down in that seat.

Yan Ci raised his face from the bowl, looked at Ye Qingling who was picking up vegetables with rice in his mouth, and then looked at Yan Xin who was sitting on the other side with food in his mouth, and without thinking too much, put his hands His chopsticks were broken into two pieces to serve as concealed weapons, and with a flick of his hand, he shot directly at Yanxin's wrist.

The hidden chopsticks flew towards Yanxin's wrist at high speed, and finally completed the task before Yanxin successfully delivered the dish to his mouth.

"Ouch." Yan Xin only felt a sudden pain in his wrist, and he let go of his hand involuntarily, and all the chopsticks and vegetables fell on the table.

Yan Ci snickered, his brows slightly raised, full of complacency.

Yanxin looked down, and besides his own chopsticks and the fallen dishes, half of the chopsticks were lying on the table. Looking around, he saw that one of the chopsticks in Yanci's hand was missing. She was the one who did it all of a sudden.

"Bei Ci, what are you doing?" Yan Xin was about to cry as he clutched his wrist that was still hurting.

"Qing Ling said that you will be punished not to eat at noon." Yan Ci twirled the chopsticks that were still in good condition with his fingertips.

Yanxin turned her pitiful eyes to Ye Qingling again: "Princess..." The drawn-out tone seemed to contain unresolved sorrow.

Ye Qingling shook her head, expressing her powerlessness, but thinking of Yan Xin's wrist, she began to educate Yan Ci again: "Do you know that you can't attack your own people in the future? You see that Yan Xin's wrist is bleeding from your blow. If you accidentally hit her hard Broke your wrist?"

"I have a sense of propriety." Yan Ci lowered her head, her small mouth raised to the sky.Not to mention her internal strength just now, she didn't even use much strength, it was just a playful throw, who knew it would happen.

Touching Yan Ci's head, Ye Qingling ordered the people outside to bring two pairs of chopsticks, but Yan Ci stopped him and said that one pair was enough.

"Hey, Beici, you are going too far. You hurt me and you still don't let me eat." Yan Xin was not happy, what mistake did she make that she couldn't even eat, and she was hungry after being beaten?

Yan Ci stuck out his tongue at her and made a grimace: "I told you to laugh at me, you deserve it."

Yan Xin fainted, is it really okay to hold grudges for such a trivial matter?The problem was that the princess actually followed her!How long has she been in the princess mansion, the princess spoils her so much, won't she lose all her status in front of the princess in a few days?

No, no, if the princess wants to pamper her like this again, the little fool's tail will probably go up to the sky.

"Okay, Ah Ci." Ye Qingling suppressed Yan Ci's complacent energy: "Yanxin ordered so many dishes, and the two of us couldn't finish them. Next time, we will punish Yanxin for lunch, okay?"

Yan Xin burst into tears, although the princess let her eat, why is there a way to not waste it, to use herself as a vegetable bucket to destroy the leftovers.And what happened to the princess and the little fool while she was away?Why did you suddenly call Aci?

Yan Ci glanced at the food on the table, all the dishes had been served, and the table was densely arranged, perhaps to take care of her habit, most of them were meat dishes, and they were all the kind of hot pepper stir-fried red, which was said to be three A woman, even three strong men will hang if they want to finish eating.

"After eating this meal, everyone is their own brother."

Some images suddenly flashed in front of my eyes, and it was also a table of meals, but the memory was obviously rougher, the meat was chopped into large pieces and cooked, piled on the plate and poured with red chili oil, the surrounding voices were very noisy, but only A rough man's voice was particularly loud, and then countless sea bowls filled with wine collided together.

"A Ci, what's wrong with you?" Ye Qingling first realized that something was wrong with Yan Ci, and pushed Yan Ci's arm to wake Yan Ci from his memory.

"Ah?" Yan Ci woke up from the few pictures, and looked at the food on the table confidently: "It's nothing, I can finish these dishes."

Yan Xin: "..." I'm afraid I'm not joking.

Ye Qingling: "..." Are you really stupid?

"I really can't finish eating." Seeing that the two of them didn't believe it, Yan Ci ran downstairs to the back kitchen and took a bowl the size of a washbasin, and ran back with a large wooden barrel of rice in his right hand.

Ye Qingling and Yanxin looked at this posture, and Yan Ci's heroic posture of scooping rice into the bowl looked at each other.

Yanxin: Princess, I’m afraid you picked up a pig demon who has never eaten in his life and came back

Ye Qingling: ...

Yan Ci was completely unaware of the silent communication between the two. He scooped up most of the bowl's rice, then poured several dishes into the bowl and stirred them with a rice spoon. The rice was stained on the dishes, and there was also vegetable juice in the rice.

Changing chopsticks to eat a few mouthfuls, Yan Ci felt that eating was not enjoyable, so he simply picked up the rice spoon and stuffed it into his mouth one bite at a time, his cheeks were bulging, and he even moved when chewing.

Yan Ci eats fast, and the full bowl of food will be bottomed out after three or two strokes, so she repeats the previous action again, and even breaks open a roast chicken and holds a chicken leg to eat it. .

The food on the table decreased plate by plate at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Yan Ci's eating speed also gradually slowed down. Finally, under the shocked eyes of Ye Qingling and Yan Xin, he stuffed the last vegetable leaf into his mouth, swallowed it, and then looked down. Satisfied, she leaned on the chair and stroked her round belly.

Look at the wooden barrel that holds the rice, it is clean inside, not even a single grain of rice is left, people who don't know may think that this barrel has never been filled with rice.The plates on the table were clean, not even a drop of soup was left, all mixed with the rice and entered the stomach of this new pig demon.

The author has something to say:

Okay, in fact, I, Yan Shuai, am a newly promoted pig demon. In two days, I will replace the Shuohan knife with a nine-toothed rake and give it to Yan Shuai

small theater:

Ye Qingling, Yan Xin looked at each other

Ye Qingling: Can the expenses of our mansion be sustained?

Yanxin: Not to mention our house, the national treasury can't support it

Ye Qingling: What should I do?

Research Heart: Buy it at the slaughterhouse, how much can you earn back?

Ye Qingling: good

Yan Shuai, died