I was taken by the boss of the enemy camp [Transmigration Book]

The rising sun sprinkled golden brilliance, shining on the pavilions and pavilions in the palace.

Early in the morning, Fuxi was sent by Guan Dahai to the duty room of the imperial army. He stood by the distant palace wall and hesitated for a long time, until the cool sunlight gradually became scorching, and then he came out of the hiding place. He glanced at the gate of the duty room, lowered his head, and hurried over as if he was afraid of being seen.

"who!"

At the same time as the shouting sounded, two silver guns crossed at the door, blocking Fuxi's way. He didn't even dare to lift his head, so he mustered up his courage and said:

"Joe, Commander Qiao asked me to come."

The two guards looked at each other, and one of them asked, "But Mr. Fuxi from the Imperial Dining Room?"

"Yes……"

Under the watchful eyes of the two, Fuxi clutched the golden hairpin tightly in her hand, sweating from her temples.

"Shh-"

The silver gun in front of him got out of the way, and Fuxi heard the two people say "Go in", he felt relieved, and ran into the classroom quickly, walked along the wall holding his breath, and found the small kitchen after a while.

Seeing Guan Xiaoxian sitting by the stove, Fuxi's eyes lit up, and he immediately jumped over like a baby bird, and at the same time shouted joyfully:

"apprentice!"

Guan Xiaoxian sat stiffly like a stone, letting Fuxi rush up to hug him, he remained motionless, as if unconscious.

Fuxi hooked his apprentice's neck smoothly and circled it around. When he returned to Guan Xiaoxian, seeing that he was still looking dumb, he realized something was wrong, and hurriedly tugged at Guan Xiaoxian's collar nervously. to ask:

"Apprentice, what's wrong with you?"

Guan Xiaoxian didn't respond, Fu Xi quickly glanced around, and after confirming that there were only two people in the kitchen, he leaned over and whispered in Guan Xiaoxian's ear:

"Is it... Is it because Qiao Xie tortured you?"

Hearing Qiaoxie's name, Guan Xiaoxian finally reacted.

He raised his eyelids, and looked directly at Fuxi's face with his expressionless eyes. Seeing the worried expression on the other side, Guan Xiaoxian was startled, and an uncontrollable sense of guilt suddenly surged in his heart.

Guan Xiaoxian covered his hot face and hummed shamefully:

"Don't ask me..."

"Apprentice, tell me, what did he do to you!" Fuxi stomped his feet anxiously, seeing that the obedient apprentice stopped talking and just covered his face, it was quite painful and unspeakable, he still had an immature face full of anger And there was a thin red.

"He's gone too far!"

Fuxi spoke loudly, and patted Guan Xiaoxian on the back vigorously. The latter shook his head, remained silent for a while, and suddenly looked at Fuxi steadily.

"If, I mean, if." Guan Xiaoxian said this, hesitating whether to continue or not.

"Huh?" Fuxi looked at him and nodded with a vague understanding.

Seeing this, Guan Qingxian was greatly encouraged in her heart.

Just ask, just ask.He thought to himself, anyway, Fuxi doesn't understand anything yet.

So Guan Xiaoxian hesitated for a few seconds, then opened his mouth again:

"Fuxi, what should I do if I do some bad things just to survive?"

"For survival?"

"Correct."

Fuxi rolled his eyes, then lowered his head suddenly, and murmured:

"If you did something bad to survive, then...it's not your fault, right?"

"Isn't it my fault?" Guan Xiaoxian stared at Fuxi without blinking, and the latter lowered his head immediately.

"Ah."

Although the other party didn't understand anything, it had to be said that the burden in Guan Qingxian's heart was relieved by his brief enlightenment.

Guan Xiaoxian let out a sigh of relief, no longer thinking about what happened last night, turned around and ran to the ingredients area to get busy.

Seeing him back to normal, Fuxi curiously followed Guan Xiaoxian and asked:

"Apprentice, what happened to you just now?"

"Hmm... nothing." Guan Xiaoxian's hand passed over a basket of bright yellow pears, grabbed a round eggplant, and said to himself, "Why don't we make this today? Fried eggplant?"

"In the morning, why do you want to eat fried eggplant?" Fuxi's attention was drawn away again, and he followed behind Guan Xiaoxian, actively selecting the ingredients.

Guan Xiaoxian looked at him strangely: "By the way, I almost forgot to ask, why did you come here?"

"Commander Qiao asked me to come here to help you cook." Fuxi chuckled.

Hearing the words, Guan Qing secretly thought, Qiao Xie is not completely devoid of conscience.

After the two selected the raw materials for various dishes, it was almost noon.

Fuxi lit the stove, and Guan Xiaoxian stirred up a pot of batter again, and was about to cut various vegetables into suitable shapes and throw them in, when a guard shouted outside the door, asking them to act faster.

"understand!"

Although you lazily agreed, the speed of the face-to-face meeting was not much faster, and even slowed down a little——

Qiao Xie is so vicious, he will be hungry when he is hungry!

With such dark thoughts in mind, Guan leisurely and lazily cut up a section of green onion and sprinkled it into the batter. He acted like a little old man basking in the sun under the wall, until the guard who sent the message added another sentence:

"Prepare extra bowls and chopsticks. At noon, His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince will have a meal with the Grand Commander."

"...Eighth Prince?" Guan Xiaoyao paused, looked outside the door, but saw the back of the imperial guard had disappeared at the gate of the courtyard, so he turned his head to look at Fuxi in a daze, "Eighth, Eighth Prince?!"

"That's right." Fuxi lit a fire, wiped his hands, and was chopping the ribs with a kitchen knife "boom bang" when he heard Guan Xiaoxian's voice, he nodded his head as if to respond, but he didn't see Guan Xiaoxian's eyes brighten up stand up.

"His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince!"

Guan Xiaoxian quickly sped up his movements, and a pair of wooden chopsticks stirred in the washbasin. After a while, he picked up the kitchen knife and pointed it at the pile of ingredients on the chopping board.

Whether you can hug the golden thighs depends entirely on this move!

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"Dangdang!"

The hand-woven basket fell heavily on the table and shook for a while, revealing a large piece of gold under the red silk inside the basket.

The Eighth Prince Jing Xi looked at his friend who was sitting upright beside him, stretched out his hand to lift a corner of the red silk, and raised his eyebrows.

"What are you doing?"

"Jiangnan Inspector Zhou Zheng sent someone to my residence." Qiao Xie replied lazily.

Jing Xi replied angrily: "I know! I just want to ask, why did you put all this gold in the bamboo basket?"

The folding fan knocked on the edge of the bamboo basket. Thinking of Qiao Xie wearing black armor and carrying a silver gun when he entered the palace this morning, and carrying a bamboo basket in the other hand that didn't quite match his own image, Jing Xi couldn't help laughing, jokingly said :

"Could it be that this is a new deception method that Commander Qiao came up with?"

Qiao Xie frowned, noncommittal.

Naturally, the governor of the south of the Yangtze River would not just give a few gold bars in a big way. The gold bars were contained in an exquisite wooden box made of agarwood, but Commander Qiao removed the box and replaced it with this pear basket.

"By the way, I heard that you transferred a cook from the imperial dining room to the barracks." Jing Xi said, looking at Qiao Xie, and at the same time poured a glass of water to his lips, "What's going on?"

Seeing him holding a teacup and sipping leisurely, Qiao Xie spoke slowly:

"I think he is an undercover agent sent by His Majesty."

"puff--"

A mouthful of hot tea was sprayed out, Qiao Xie was prepared, moved his feet and changed his position, avoiding the splashing tea, then rested his chin on the sidelines and watched His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince frantically Wipe the tea on his body.

"No, if you said that Furuo was an undercover agent before, I would still believe it," Jing Xi was dumbfounded, "But I heard that the cook only served one dish on his first day in the palace and offended my mother and concubine... so full of loopholes... Is the person in question the undercover agent sent by my shrewd father?"

Qiao Xie had a serious face: "Stupidity is also a kind of disguise."

Jing Xi: "But I always feel that you are teasing me."

Qiao Xie smiled sincerely: "How come, no matter how courageous the humble official is, he would not dare to deceive His Highness!"

"Once you speak in such a tone, I feel even more that you are lying to me." Jing Xi didn't believe it at all.

Qiao Xie also poured a cup of tea and drank it down, then said:

"The dishes will be served in a while, and he will come together, so you can take a look."

Jing Xi suddenly became interested.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

Jing Xi looked at Qiao Xie, who raised the corners of his lips:

"Come in."

"boom!"

There was a loud bang, and both of them were shocked by the sudden opening of the door, and the veins on their foreheads twitched.

"This..." Jing Xi looked at the figure who stepped into the threshold, and couldn't help but be speechless.

Qiaoshe caught a glimpse of his expression, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat. He turned his head to look, and found that Guan Xiaoxian was walking with a huge tray in both hands, sweating profusely.

"Why don't you ask someone to help?" Qiao Xie lifted the bamboo basket to the ground with one hand, and then went to take over the tray in Xiaoxian's hand, but just as he stretched out his hand, the latter suddenly turned around and walked around the table instead. Yan walked around for a while, and finally stood beside Jing Xi.

"Eighth Prince, His Royal Highness!"

Although Xian Xian's eyes were shining, he tried his best to control it, but the heavy weight in his hand made his breathing hard, so he had to carefully place the tray on the table, but there was a muffled sound, the tray knocked against the edge of the table, and the whole The round table seemed to shake.

"……so much."

Commander Qiao looked at Guan Xiaoxian, holding the tray with one hand, and quickly put various dishes on the round table with the other. They were four meat and four vegetables, one pot of soup and two bowls of rice. It's not comparable to the egg pancakes he ate three times yesterday.

Qiao Xie glanced over every steaming dish, and finally looked at Jing Xi full of envy.

However, it did not attract the attention of His Highness the Eighth Prince, who was used to delicacies from mountains and seas.

So Qiao Xie cast her resentful eyes on the instigator, Guan Xiaoxian.

Chef Guan let out a dry cough, and quietly stood behind Jing Xi with his tray in his arms, like an unwavering backbone in his camp.

Commander Qiao could only cook the rice in silence, enjoying the rare delicacy.

"This is the chef you called for?" Jing Xi's eyes shifted, and he glanced at Guan Xiaoxian, he chuckled lightly and said, "Then I have to try this chef's skills."

The first step close to the thigh!

Guan Xiaoxian immediately took the chopsticks from the table and handed them respectfully to Jingxi, who tasted every dish after taking it.

"Well...the taste is not bad." Jing Xi laughed.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your compliment!"

Guan Xiaoxian narrowed his eyes with a smile, unable to hide his excitement, but at this moment he heard Qiao Xie say coolly:

"Really? Your Highness, you have lived in the palace for a long time, so you must have never eaten such a thing."

As he spoke, he tapped the edge of the bowl with a silver chopstick.

Guan Xiaoxian: "..."

Damn, retarded!Spit out the enoki mushrooms I fried!

Jing Xi smiled, didn't speak, scooped up a bowl of soup and drank it slowly.

Guan Xiaoxian waited for a long time and didn't see him eating other dishes, so he couldn't help being puzzled.

Qiao Xie ate so much that his mouth was full of greasy food, and when he occasionally raised his head, he caught a glimpse of the expressions of the two of them, and his expression changed slightly. He coughed lightly, pointed at the dish with his chopsticks, and persuaded:

"Come on, Your Highness, eat more. Look at this plate of meat strips, this plate of enoki mushrooms, and this plate of eggplant. They all taste good. Come, come, eat meat!"

Nearly half of the dishes on this table were cooked by Fuxi, but the few dishes that Qiaoxie just mentioned were all made by Guan Xiaoxian.

Seeing Qiao Xie push the schnitzel towards Jing Xi, Guan Xiaoxian immediately looked expectantly at the thigh in his mind.

However, Jing Xi waved her hand, and Qiao Xie immediately asked:

"Why don't you eat? Doesn't suit your appetite?"

At this moment, Guan Qingxian's thigh in his mind smiled slightly, and said:

"Saiah."

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