The princess relies on the cat to ascend the throne

In the kitchen.

Le Ning kneaded the dough with her hands, her jade-colored wrists like lotus arms were covered with white flour, and the fine snow-white powder rose up on the chopping board with her movements, like snow falling on the plains and sprinkling salt into the air.

Perhaps because of being disturbed by the waking "His Royal Highness", coupled with the powerlessness of not being able to control fate in her hands, she was a little distracted, and when the dough was still a little sticky, she added a little more flour, rustling I don't know how to use force when I sprinkle it--

The color of snow splashed on her elbow, dragging a large part of her forearm.

Seeing this, Le Ning couldn't help furrowing his brows, as if he was dissatisfied that he was still so distracted while cooking, food without distraction is food without soul.

She stopped her movements, closed her eyes, and did not open her eyes again until she had suppressed all the disturbing thoughts in her mind, and continued her movements intently.

Le Ning didn't notice the fine hair falling from the ear, and habitually raised his hand and rubbed it with his forearm, leaving a color on his face.

Roll the skin, chop the stuffing, hang the soup...

She carried out these steps in an orderly manner, and without knowing it, a person stood silently outside the courtyard, leaning against the door frame with his arms folded, his eyes softly falling on her.

until--

A touch of warmth quietly brushed her cheek.

Le Ning raised his eyes in a daze, but saw a red figure standing in front of him. The red color is already gorgeous, not to mention her face is already stunning, and against each other, it became the most dazzling light in the room.

The peaks of the eyebrows are black and straight, and the end is elongated like the marks carved by a carving knife. The phoenix eyes are not standard narrow and long, and there are ripples in them like peach blossoms, especially the red mole at the end of the right eye. strange.

Straight and smooth nose bridge, slightly thinner upper lip, slightly darker lip color, and very obvious lip beads...

Before meeting her, Le Ning always thought that the so-called "magnificence of the powerful" was just a scribbled stuff. It was only at this moment that he suddenly realized that after the bonus effect of power, his appearance will only make people more attractive. It is unforgettable to see it, and it is strange to be an official in ancient times.

At this moment, the unknown His Highness slightly raised his hand and spread out his right palm with well-defined knuckles towards her. On the pulp of his index finger, there seemed to be the snow-white marks that had been wiped from her face earlier.

Le Ning was startled by her abrupt movements and unconsciously frowned. She was actually not used to skin-to-skin contact with others, especially in this conservative ancient time, even parents did not have any physical contact with their children.

When I was in the Zou Mansion many years ago, my master Zou Dequan would raise his hand and touch her head when he saw her works when he was in a good mood. Later, when he went out with Su Hanzhang, the elder brother would often caress her at first. dog head.

Until she got older and her body was stretched, the number of times Su Hanzhang did this to her gradually decreased. On weekdays, when everyone saw her in men's clothing, naturally no one would easily offend a gentleman, and she had never been to a normal man. Kangfang, in this way, for more than ten years, no matter whether it is a man or a woman, she has never touched even a piece of skin with each other.

Therefore, at this moment, after Le Ning sees the traces between His Highness's fingers, the face that he hadn't noticed before, now because of the discomfort in his heart, he feels an unspeakable feeling, as if he hadn't been brushed away The flour on the face is actually seeing the other party smear something with his own eyes.

The itching in my heart is hard to stop.

As a result, Le Ning subconsciously tilted his cheek, and couldn't help rubbing his face back and forth against the cloth on his arm a few times to suppress the itch on his face and heart.

Then, she belatedly came up with an idea...

How can there be such a frivolous little lady?

Although Dali's folk customs are open and there are not many restrictions on women in her memory, but it is too bold for a girl to openly take advantage of a man.

Seeing the other party's eyes widening and looking at him, Lu Wanzhen couldn't help but smile secretly:

It's clearly a little rabbit, why did I feel that this person was extremely hooligan?

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

Le Ning didn't know the other person's new impression of him in his heart, so he spoke dryly, imitating what other people called this person, not sure if it was reminding her that this gesture was too abrupt, or it was really a courtesy.

Lu Wanzhen didn't see too many emotions on his face, he just rubbed his index finger with his thumb casually, looked at her with a natural smile in his eyes, and then slowly replied: "I only eat wontons, not people, no need Coat yourself also in flour."

Longman:"……"

Then add bread crumbs and fry it in a frying pan?

"When will we be able to eat wontons?" The man on the other side of the stove seemed to be a supervisor, and he didn't know how long he had been hungry. Le Ning thought, but it was only half an hour, and he came to the kitchen to see if she had any. No laziness.

Le Ning didn't know that Lu Wanzhen was a drunkard who didn't care about drinking, so she pursed her lips, lowered her eyes and replied:

"Just wait another quarter of an hour."

After that, she paused, and soon remembered her previous progress, and devoted herself to making wontons again, as if to isolate herself from the outside world again.

Lu Wanzhen was a little surprised to see that apart from the discomfort after being touched by him, she almost treated herself as if she didn't exist at other times.

So next, Lu Wanzhen stared at her with interest as she put the wontons into the pot and seasoned them by the stove...

Just like when he was a cat before, he patiently stood by her side.

……

The wontons floated round and round in the pot, and the golden oil stars were smashed by the Gulu hot soup, pushed and covered with wontons, and gilded the snow color. With a long tail drawn out from the dough, it rolled up and down in the pot of thick white broth, showing a little agility.

Le Ning estimated the time in his heart, and picked up all the wonton skins before they were almost transparent to burst.

This mansion is worthy of being the home of a prince. The broth is thick soup that has been boiled early, with plenty of ingredients. Perhaps it was hung on the stove a few days ago, but now it only needs to lift the lid of the pot, and the smell can spread far away.

There were a dozen or so wontons in the small porcelain-white bowl, and Le Ning scooped up a spoonful of soup and poured it down, and the wontons rolled up lively from the bottom with their stomach full.

After sprinkled with chopped green onion and coriander, a fresh fragrance floats into people's nose along with the taste of the soup itself.

Before it was over, Le Ning also spread two or three deep-fried river prawns on top, the shells were fried to a crisp, and the aroma was more overbearing than the broth.

Until this moment, Le Ning breathed a sigh of relief, his concentration relaxed, and he was about to pick up the bowl when he raised his eyes when the strong red color once again took his attention.

Le Ning was startled, and then realized that the other party might not have left before.

Seeing the daze in her eyes, Lu Wanzhen raised her chin habitually, and her eyes fell on the bowl of wonton in front of her.

It's strange, Le Ning felt for a moment that this person looked a bit like the sesame seeds he raised, and when he saw the food, he raised his chin reservedly, waiting for someone to feed him.

As soon as the idea appeared, she couldn't help shaking her head in her heart——

How can you think of people and cats together?

It must be because she loves sesame so much!

Lu Wanzhen waited for a long time, but did not wait for Le Ning to say anything, and suddenly realized that he was the real body at the moment, how could the other party feed him?

She moved her hand hanging by her side, just as she was about to take the porcelain bowl, but was suddenly seized by an eager thought in her heart.

Lu Wanzhen didn't move, he raised his eyelids, and with a sudden smile on his lips, Tong Lening said slowly:

"feed me."

Longman:"……"

Longman:"………"

Lu Wanzhen became more confident when he thought of the "marriage" that his mother had tormented for him.

"What? Isn't it right to serve your husband?" Lu Wanzhen frowned, getting into the scene very quickly.

Lang... Jun?

Le Ning was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that he had fallen into a misunderstanding of thinking habits.

Modern people like to make Chinese wedding dresses all red, but Dali's wedding habit is "male red and female green". If this Highness is really a lady, the wedding dress should be green.

and so……

Did they specially find a man to celebrate?

This "His Royal Highness" likes to stir things up? ? ?

Le Ning was shocked.

Her gaze was subconsciously placed on Lu Wanzhen's clothes, and only then did she realize that the other party's clothes were men's clothes. Perhaps it was because the other party's appearance was too gorgeous, so it was not a bad idea to recognize her as a woman.

only……

He knew clearly that there was a heroic spirit in the eyebrows, but it was just because of being too beautiful, and he actually made such a big mistake.

Seeing her gaze wandering past him, Lu Wanzhen asked with a smile:

"Does my regular clothes look good?"

Thinking of the words the other party had boasted to Mao'er, Lu Wanzhen couldn't help but feel a little bit of anticipation in his heart.

Le Ning held back, then nodded hastily.

The room was silent for a long time.

Lu Wanzhen realized... Oh, there is no meaning behind this.

She was so disappointed by the expectations just now that she couldn't bear it, she cleared her throat, and raised her chin again.

...Forget it, let's look forward to the feeding.

Le Ning held the spoon, feeling very tangled and hesitant.

After all, the person standing in front of him is a nobleman with a bad temper, so now he is considered to be sold into this place...

Stirring with the spoon in his hand, Le Ning mustered up the courage to pick up a wonton, and was about to bring it to Lu Wanzhen's lips, when a maid came hurriedly outside and shouted hesitantly:

"Your Highness..."

Lu Wanzhen had already ordered that if it was nothing important, no one would be allowed to approach him, but when he heard this call, he paused.

Seeing someone, Le Ning reflexively wanted to withdraw his hand——

The next moment, Lu Wanzhen, who had been waiting for too long, grabbed her wrist, brought the spoon to his lips with unquestionable strength, and bit the wonton into his mouth.

The full juice jumped out from it, scalding her scalp numb.

On the face, Lu Wanzhen barely changed his color, and made a gesture without looking back, signaling the maidservant to speak directly.

The maid hesitated for a while, then said:

"People from the government now come, saying that Mr. Le Jialang in the house may be involved in the murder case... want to 'invite' people to the government office."