When I Ditched the Protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

The little emperor was very happy to meet Su Mingxiu's request. After confirming that she was not injured by the assassin incident, on the way back to the imperial dining room, he specially asked the palace servants to find a suitable dress for the capital.

After all, the only time she used to dress more like a girl was when she slipped out of the palace in maid's clothes and was kidnapped.

After going there, she was all focused on how to be the emperor. She usually wore not the emperor's ordinary clothes, but also the gowns and dresses for going to court and offering sacrifices. She never took off her bright yellow body.

Now it is not realistic for the Ministry of Internal Affairs to temporarily order a suit of clothes suitable for the empress according to her own standards.

On the way to wait for the clothes, she walked around the imperial dining room, and was led by the master chef to read the specifications of her usual meals. After a long while, she had to go through countless steps to make even a porridge that was usually served on the table. the taste of.

Originally, Xiao Miyun wanted to learn how to make exquisite pastries as the finale, but after kneading, even the simplest porridge looked like an enemy...

An hour later.

The chef in the imperial dining room who was in charge of teaching her looked at the shape of the pastry she had cut out, and was silent for a while, then looked at the burnt casserole next to her as if facing a formidable enemy.

The japonica rice inside was boiled to a burnt taste.

He was so quiet for too long that the little emperor even wondered if he was worried about the poor teaching results, so he would rest assured that he would go back to his hometown, or he was worried that he would blame him.

So she spoke first, "Well... I don't seem to be good at this matter."

Hearing what she said, the master seemed to be inadvertently relieved, and quickly bowed his hands, "The emperor is very intelligent, and it seems to be the first time to cook, so it is very remarkable to be able to achieve such results."

Now it was Xiao Miyun's turn to be silent.

She thought of how many casserole pots she had discarded while helping Su Mingxiu cook medicine in the isolated area of ​​the epidemic city, and thought casually...

Cooking medicine is so difficult, so it can't be regarded as cooking, so today is indeed her first time in the kitchen. Thinking about it this way, she must be really talented.

So she waved her hand happily and ordered another side dish.

The kitchen master who began to regret his flattering too much: "..."-

Su Mingxiu accidentally fell asleep in the high tower of the Nuan Pavilion.

When Xiaoxi woke up, she happened to smell a fragrance, mixed with a familiar smell of paste, she subconsciously hooked her lips, got up and wanted to go in the direction of the tower gate, but the figure carrying the tray walked faster She was faster, hurried to her side, put down the tray, pressed her shoulders to keep her from getting up.

King Zhenbei then turned his eyes to look at the plate next to him, but only saw a bowl of thick white porridge. There were no ingredients in it, but he could smell the aroma of fresh seafood.

It should be that the little emperor wanted her to taste some fresh food, but was afraid that she would not be able to eat these foods.So simply take the flavor and make this bowl of porridge with all the flavors.

But she didn't see the source of the smell.

His eyes turned back to the little emperor again, and before he could ask, he suddenly saw that the color of the neckline of her collar, which was layered on top of each other, had changed several times.Even though it was still the emperor's uniform on the outside, it seemed... changed inside.

Thinking of what she said earlier, Su Mingxiu suddenly raised her hand and pulled her to her side. Just as her fingertips hooked Xiao Miyun's collar, she was held down by the man in her arms, as if she was not allowed to break the rules and not follow the order Unwrapping the present, he pointed to the white porridge on the table: "Taste it."

As the little emperor got closer, the smell of paste dissipated a lot, instead, there was a faint sweet smell, which was the smell of fried desserts in the Imperial Dining Room.

Su Mingxiu held a spoon in his left hand, scooped up a spoonful of white porridge, and asked casually, "The emperor also made dim sum?"

is trying to do.

But it was really out of shape, and he couldn't take it out. In the end, he could only be reluctantly abandoned by the little emperor.

"Well... I wanted to make something delicate to surprise you," Xiao Miyun thought of the flower-shaped dim sum that couldn't be fried at all, and explained vaguely, "but fortunately, I remembered that you can't eat too much because of this problem. Too many things. So forget it, next time I will carefully choose the one that suits you."

"Oh? What kind of snacks are not suitable for me?"

Su Mingxiu was very concerned about what she missed.

At this moment, she put the spoonful of porridge into her mouth, and when the taste spread on the tip of her tongue, she paused, and the voice of the person sitting in her arms answered:

"Peony Cake..."

He murmured, thinking that he couldn't knead the colored dough evenly, the little emperor touched his nose, but couldn't bear to raise Su Mingxiu's expectations for his cooking skills, and said honestly, "It turns out that the cook recently Researching the new lotus flower cake I wanted to make, I knew I like peonies, so I changed the style, but that thing is really difficult to make..."

She even spit out the truth with complaints, and hurriedly stopped.

But Su Mingxiu was slightly taken aback.

Thinking of this bowl of porridge with seafood flavor, thinking of the lotus cake she just said, and subconsciously thinking of the details of many previous lives, I couldn't help but believe even more that the person in front of me also accompanied me in another way, Life after life.

"It's okay."

She said, "No matter how unpalatable it is, I have tasted it."

Anyway, she knew a long time ago that the person she loves has never been good at cooking.No matter how carefully she teaches, she will always make small accidents in the kitchen that Su Mingxiu can't even imagine.

Fortunately, when she left, she didn't have to worry too much about the other party's financial conditions in the future, whether she could eat or sleep well, even if she couldn't make delicious food, at least she wouldn't be so embarrassing that she would go hungry.

Xiao Miyun thought she was talking about the traditional Chinese medicine she had boiled earlier, and was about to ask her if it was really so bad, when the words came to her lips, she suddenly realized that the word she used was "eat", and abruptly, she put the The words were swallowed.

Su Mingxiu was still immersed in his thoughts, and subconsciously passed the porridge to his lips one by one. After finishing the porridge in the bowl, he noticed that the little emperor had been quiet for too long, and was about to talk to her, when suddenly Seeing the person in his arms get up without saying a word: "I remember that there are still some important six volumes of Qinzheng Palace that I haven't read."

It's a pity that before he took a step, he was pulled back by Su Mingxiu, and the porcelain spoon was thrown back into the bowl. King Zhenbei stared at the inexplicable emotion in the little emperor's eyes, and tried to rub her chin with the tip of his nose, but was dodged.

When lovers are passionately in love, even a slight change in temperature is too obvious.Unless you pretend to be deaf and dumb, it is indeed easy to be noticed.

Pulling the little emperor's sleeve, unwilling to ask her to leave so vaguely, Su Mingxiu was about to ask aloud, but unfortunately, a cough surged in his chest, and he only uttered a word, followed by It all became a violent cough.

Xiao Miyun originally wanted to throw her away regardless, but when she saw the blood on her face raised in the warm pavilion, it turned sickly red from the cough, and her heart was so painful that she just stood there in the end. There, Su Mingxiu didn't bother to leave her behind.

"What's going on here?"

The person who had finally calmed down wanted to pull her closer, but the person who was reluctant to leave just now became stubborn again and stood stubbornly in this position not far from her, and she still used it Only then was she forced to draw Su Mingxiu closer to her bosom.

In fact, Xiao Miyun has never forgotten that Su Mingxiu once loved others.

It's just that the Zhenbei King's heart was too difficult to pry open before, which made her feel that she didn't even have the qualifications to be liked, so how could she have the identity to care about that ex?

Today is different.

She tasted the sourness that poured from her heart to her limbs, and even tasted the sour jealousy that she dared not look directly at before from her slightly trembling blood.

There are still injustices.

Why did Su Mingxiu suddenly want to see her wearing a skirt, and why did she get used to the unpalatable food she made?

——Do you think she is, another person?

The only sliver of reason left told her that with King Zhenbei's arrogance and consistent attitude towards her, he would never bother to pin a similar emotion on her.

but.

Su Mingxiu is seriously ill. When people are sick, they are always more vulnerable. What if?

The more you want to ignore, the more vividly you will remember those details that were once relative.Xiao Miyun could even recall the scene of being held in Su Mingxiu's arms, with his chin locked, making the other party's eyes scan inch by inch.

There was also the comment with a slight smile, "It's really similar."

She was so sour that she couldn't say a word under Su Mingxiu's intimate questioning. She was afraid that she would pour out all the ugly emotions in her heart when she opened her mouth, so she pursed her lips even tighter. tight.

Staring at her lips for a long time, the person who took some effort to hold her in his arms smiled lightly, and then bit those two thin lips recklessly, vowing to pry open her fragile barrier. .

"you……"

As soon as the little emperor spoke a word, her breath was swallowed by her.

The more she struggled, the tighter she was hugged by Su Mingxiu, so that in the end, only two legs were left to kick in vain on the fur of the warm pagoda floor, pushing those soft down Rub out traces.

It was at this time that she belatedly realized that the blood and dominance in this person's bones would not change because of the disease.

When she was finally out of breath, Su Mingxiu let go of her, kissed away the marks on her lips, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to talk now?"

She had a feeling that if Xiao Miyun refused, she would repeat the old tricks until the "severe punishment" forced the words out.

The human hair crown imprisoned in her arms loosened somehow, and the gold-plated crown slid down on the warm carpet along with the waterfall-like black hair.

And the empress, who had already matured, stared at Su Mingxiu's deep eyes for a while, and suddenly smiled.

As she smiled, her eyes turned red.

The imaginary order was to tell Su Mingxiu not to treat herself as someone else's order, but now under the gentle gaze of these eyes, the little emperor found that he was really spineless.

She didn't want to cry.

I don't know where the grievance came from.

Obviously he should be happy, after all, he just wanted to stay by this person's side at first, but now that he got his wish, he became more greedy.

It turns out that the love and desire for a person will never be satisfied.

"You have loved others before, but this is the first time I have loved someone."

She closed her eyes, originally intending to block all the traces of fragility, but who knew that there were too many tears in her eyes, and when she blinked, the crystals fell from the end of her eyes.

"So... can you see me more?"

Don't always look at another person through my shadow, I look like a human being, and it is inevitable that I will be vulgar in the end, and I will always feel a little sad.