Cultivate the ruthless way for him

The Liu family is rich and powerful, and the guest rooms prepared are all small buildings that are independent courtyards. The courtyards are complete with pavilions and pavilions, and all the plants are planted with spiritual flowers and wonderful grasses that can nourish the body.It's like a small garden, the kind that can directly receive the emperor.

Zhao Zhao was sitting in front of the desk, although he was holding a pen in his hand, his eyes could not stop drifting out of the window.

It's past Haishi, why hasn't Master come back yet?

Is that Fuying's disease so difficult to diagnose?

When he was sick, he didn't see Master Bao being so patient, he always threw him to Siyao Xingjun, or simply sent Sanskrit decocting medicine to Siguo Hall.

Humph.

He also really wanted to be seriously ill in the event of a serious illness, so that the cheap master would watch over him day and night.

It's a pity that his squeamishness is squeamish, and his physical fitness seems to be pretty good.Minor illnesses such as headache and brain fever occasionally occur, but serious illnesses are rarely committed.

Thinking about it this way, I couldn't copy the homework anymore.

Sanskrit came up to send supper, and saw that Zhaozhao had only copied less than three lines of homework in front of him, so he knew that the young master was concerned about the king again, and reminded with a smile: "There are less than two hours left in the ion time, if you don't work hard to copy, the young master, today is the time for you." Don’t even think about sleeping well tonight.”

Zhaozhao thought to himself, even if he didn't do his homework, he wouldn't be in the mood to sleep.

Just as he was annoyed, the closed courtyard door finally moved. Accompanied by a burst of voices, several lights flooded into the courtyard.The servants of the Liu Mansion held two rows of fairy lanterns engraved with the word "Willow", opened the gate respectfully, and waited on both sides.

The person walking in the middle is wearing a black robe, black hair is tied high with a black ink crown, his face is as cold as jade, handsome and flirtatious, his eyes are light amber in the light, revealing a natural indifference and majesty. It is Changyuan.

Accompanied by one side is Liu Jing.

Zhao Zhao's eyes lit up, he immediately dropped his pen and ran out of the house.

"Master!"

Not surprisingly, Zhang Yuan was hugged tightly around the waist again.

Liu Jing thoughtfully said: "Then I will take my leave first, and I will come back tomorrow to pay my respects to your majesty."

Chang Yuan nodded.

After Liu Jing left, Fang glanced at a small thing stuck to his body. "Have you finished your homework?"

Zhao Zhao shook his head.

Acting like a baby: "Master won't come back, I'm not in the mood to write."

Zhang Yuan raised his eyebrows.

"I see that your skin is itchy for the teacher."

"Fanyin, go to Patriarch Liu to borrow a ruler later."

As usual, Zhao Zhao had been playing tricks and begging for mercy.

But today, Zhao Zhao silently hugged Chang Yuan's waist even tighter.

"I really miss Shizun, can I make supper for Shizun?"

He didn't eat much at the Changyuan Banquet, and he was really hungry at the moment, so he nodded his head for the first time in Sanskrit's surprised eyes.

Zhao Zhao was also overjoyed, and said like a bean: "Then what does Master want to eat? I can make red bean cake, mung bean cake, osmanthus cake, wonton dumpling, fried sago, steamed rice cake, baked brown sugar cake, or I can cook tremella pear soup for master? I checked the kitchen, and the ingredients are particularly complete."

Zhang Yuan listened silently, thinking to himself, he always knew that this little thing was smart and capable of many crafts, but he didn't know that this little thing could cook so much food.

He said: "It's enough to cook a bowl of noodles, it doesn't need to be too troublesome."

"It's not troublesome at all. You can also cook noodles. I also make a lot of stewed soup. Mushroom and chicken soup, sauerkraut beef soup, assorted old duck soup... and my best lard noodles and egg noodles .Which one would Master want to eat?"

Before Zhang Yuan could answer, Sanskrit first smiled and said, "Young master, you are trying to support the king to death."

But Zhaozhao said seriously: "I really know how to do it, and I can make it very delicious."

Zhang Yuan said: "Just egg noodles."

Zhao Zhao nodded, and immediately bounced to the small kitchen.

Not long after, three bowls of steaming egg noodles were ready, apart from a portion for Chang Yuan, Sanskrit was also dipped in Hui Guang.

Of course, Zhao Zhao's own is also included.

Zhaozhao was young, just when he was growing up, so he was always hungry at night.For example, tonight, he was going to make noodles for Zhang Yuan, but Zhao Zhao himself was hungry.

I had the cheek to make a copy for myself.

It's been a long time since I ate it, and he wants to eat egg noodles too!

Vinegar and scallions are added to the noodle soup, but the eggs are fried until golden on both sides and spread all over the surface.

It looked no different from ordinary egg noodles. Fanyin took a bite of the egg, and his eyes were amazed: "This subordinate has never eaten such a tender and oily egg. The young master is really good at cooking."

Zhao Zhao took a sip of the noodles and proudly said: "That's natural, this is my unique secret recipe, and no one else knows it."

Sanskrit pointed to the golden filament floating on the noodle soup and asked: "What is this?"

Zhaozhao immediately said in a godlike way: "It's shredded scallions. Fried shredded scallions can enhance the fragrance the most. The remaining oil can also be used to make noodles with scallion oil."

After finishing speaking, he secretly glanced at Zhang Yuan opposite him.

"Where's Master? Does Master still eat to your liking?"

Chang Yuan nodded.

She gave a face-saving comment: "It's not bad."

Zhao Zhao's little peacock's tail immediately cocked up.

He knew that Master would definitely like the food he cooked.

Zhang Yuan took a bite of the egg slowly. He was always a picky eater, and he didn't have the habit of eating late at night. However, he had to admit that the eggs fried by the little thing were really delicious, and the noodle soup with just the right sour and onion flavor was also very suitable for his appetite.

Zhao Zhao Hululu quickly finished a bowl of noodles.

It was so delicious.

He couldn't help but be impressed by his cooking skills.

If it wasn't for the fear of accumulating food after eating too much, he really wanted to cook another bowl for himself.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuan divided the unfinished eggs in his bowl into two halves, and put the untouched half into Zhao Zhao's bowl.

Zhao Zhao was taken aback.

Then he was moved, and said coyly: "Actually, I'm full."

Zhang Yuan said "Oh".

Raising eyebrows: "I vaguely noticed that your immortal yuan was staring at the beating eggs in my bowl, and thought you were not full."

Zhao Zhao: "..."

After eating supper, Zhang Yuan took out his handkerchief, wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, and then instructed Sanskrit: "Tonight, you go back to Xuexiao Palace all night to get the 'Snow Jade Bead' that I put in the treasure box of Xueyang Palace. Come."

Sanskrit was taken aback.

Zhao Zhao was also taken aback.

Because this Snow Jade Bead was one of the treasures bestowed by the Heavenly Lord after the war between immortals and demons, it is said to have the effect of repairing the inner palace, and those who take it can increase their cultivation base by 500 years.

500 years.

How many immortal children are short of these cultivation bases before stepping into the realm of the gods.

Now that the inner palace is damaged, the only one who may need to take Xueyuzhu is the young master of Liufu, Fuying, who Zhang Yuan has just diagnosed.

The snow jade beads are extremely precious, even when your old injury occurs, you often use this bead to suppress the catastrophe curse in your body.Because there is a ray of pure immortality left by the ancient father god in the snow jade beads.

Also known as "Chunsheng Pearl" and "Sunxi Pearl", both mean prosperity.

Such a precious thing, is it so easy for your majesty to give it to the Liu family as medicine?

Sanskrit broke the rules for the first time and asked, "But for Mr. Liu..."

"good."

Zhang Yuan answered very casually, as if what he gave away was only a cabbage, not the divine orb that is famous in the three worlds.

It is not easy to ask more about the rest of the Sanskrit, it should be respectful.

Looking at Zhao Zhao who was standing on the side, his face was indeed pale, and he bit his lip lightly.That's right, one year when the young master came back from a training experience in the mountains, the inner palace was also seriously injured, and he couldn't sleep because of the pain every day, and he didn't see the king take out the snow jade beads, but now he gave it to someone else so easily. How can you not care about the little boy's temperament.

Zhao Zhao tossed and turned all night, rolled around, and fell asleep immediately.

The three characters Xue Yuzhu filled his mind.

It's not that he cared too much about the fact that Chang Yuan didn't give him snow jade beads back then.

After all, as a cultivator, it is very normal for a disciple of the immortal clan to get injured in the Neifu, just like a chef accidentally cuts his finger while chopping vegetables.

He wasn't so delicate that he would use snow jade beads for a minor injury in the inner palace.What's more, Xue Yuzhu can also increase people's cultivation by 500 years for no reason, which is unfair to other disciples of the same class.

What Zhaozhao cares about is that there are tens of thousands of miraculous medicines in the world that can cure the inner palace, why did Zhang Yuan go out of his way to treat that Liu Fuying with snow jade beads.

Even if Si Yao Xingjun was invited directly, Zhao Zhao would not be so jealous.

Judging from Zhao Zhao's shallow life experience, there is only one situation where such absurd things will happen.That means Master Qi is too concerned about Liu Fuying's life and death.

Before the master left him, if he accidentally burned his fingers while burning the fire, the master would use his inner immortal essence to heal him as if he was facing a big enemy.

It seemed that instead of burning his fingers, he was hacked.

Not even burn cream.

Because the master thought the burn ointment was too slow to take effect, I was afraid that he would be in pain for a while.

Isn't it exactly the same as the absurd behavior that Master Qiyi treats Liu Fuying today?

There was resentment in my heart, and the wound on my back was faintly showing a tendency to flare up.

Zhaozhao knew that her mentality was wrong, but she still couldn't help feeling jealous and sour.

Why is it that others can always get what he has worked so hard for so long without any effort.

Even if he cooked another hundred bowls of egg noodles for Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yuan would not give him such a treasure as Xue Yuzhu.

No matter how clever and well-behaved he is, he is a person with corrupt morals and a humble background, Zhang Yuan can see him through.His little tricks and cleverness may help him find a place to settle down in Xuexiao Palace, but they can't help him find anything more.

Like is like.

If you don't like it, you don't like it.

All the luck in his life was probably spent on meeting his master.

So no matter what, he has to become stronger, so strong that he can come and go freely, to find the reincarnation of his master.

In this world, there are still people who love him, but they just leave him temporarily.

Thinking of this, Zhaozhao felt relieved and calmed down a lot, although he was still a little jealous and sour, because he knew himself very clearly, he was a narrow-minded person.

He was not reconciled, and gave away the cheap master he had worked so hard to please for so long.Even if he knows, Zhang Yuan has no obligation to treat him well.

Silent night.

Zhao Zhao once again took out the scale that had been worn next to her body and was hidden on her chest.

The irregularly shaped silvery-white scales emit a faint silvery light in the dark night.

Although it is a very shallow layer, it is enough to make Zhao Zhao feel at ease.

Master is still alive.

At this moment, maybe he is in a corner of the Three Realms, and he is also thinking about him.

He hasn't been to Xizhou yet, so he has to take a good look around tomorrow to see if the scales can sense the soul of Master.