[Comprehensive film and television] The daily life of the male god

"I'm sorry." Wang Zhao moved his somewhat numb arm, narrowing his eyes slightly: "I was in a bad mood that day."

An Zixuan looked back, the dark clouds above the sky had already dissipated, and the half-curved first-quarter moon was finally full today. Wang Zhao was lying on his side on the couch, looking up at the full moon gradually hiding in the treetops , the moonlight fell gently on his half of his intact face like a tulle, hazy, like a handsome knight sleeping half covered with a curtain.

At this moment, she saw him bathed in the clear light of the moonlight and let go of all his defenses, leaving only exhaustion all over his body.

She remembered that because of the scar on his face, Wang Zhao was thrown by his mother to his natal family since he was a child, so he was indifferent and withdrawn, and became a rebellious boy. Children who lack love are more sensitive and fragile.

Knowing the cause of the disease, we can prescribe the right medicine. An Zixuan decided to treat Wang Zhao as a left-behind child without parents, pay attention to the child's inner world, give him more encouragement and care, and let him feel that there is true love in the world. True love, don't fight and kill all day long, put down the butcher's knife, and be a good socialist boy.

An Zixuan, who has been promoted to a spiritual engineer, suddenly feels that the burden on her body is heavy.

So these days, An Zixuan, who is overflowing with maternal love, is very busy, busy with psychological counseling for Wang Zhao's little friend, and her soft-spoken speech made her feel that she is the one who is sick.

Of course, Cui Zhimeng was also greatly stimulated, besides An Zixuan, who was no different from a lunatic in the past, suddenly changed his sex and made him panic, there was another reason that made him collapse.

Although Wang Zhao did not occupy his bed, Teacher An would not let go of the only remaining bed. One is a prince and the other is a woman, which one can offend?

Cui Zhimeng looked at the sweet sleeping faces of the two, holding the binoculars and weeping bitterly.

If I knew it earlier, I would have let this dead girl spend her whole life in prison, so why go to such lengths to save her!

This day, An Zixuan, who is full of maternal brilliance, went to the kitchen to cook for the left-behind children. Ever since she decided to calm the twisted mind of the rebellious teenager, she decided to cook herself. How about breakfast?

But the face of the cook is not good, what's the matter with the girl, you think the food made by our imperial dining room is not good, so come here to make trouble, it doesn't matter if you don't think it is good, but the fourth prince is different, everyone knows the fourth prince This time the emperor allowed him to stay in Songyue to assist the prince. If the emperor knew that the maid next to the fourth prince came to the imperial dining room to cook in person, wouldn't it be tantamount to telling the world that the fourth prince was dissatisfied with the imperial dining room?Who can afford this crime?

So the cooks who were able to deal with An Zixuan patiently a few days ago all lost their faces today.

"What's going on? Who took my oven away?" An Zixuan squatted in front of the homemade oven and dusted her face. In order to make bread in ancient times, she asked the cooks to leave it for her. A stove pit, clean out the ashes inside, hollow out the upper and lower layers of loess, and then stuff charcoal into it to make a simple oven. Although the temperature cannot be controlled, it is not a problem to bake a bread.

"I'm sorry, girl, the stove in the imperial dining room is fixed, but there are many masters to serve. Look at us, which one is not busy with kicking the back of the head? You can't vacate a stove just because you are alone. Come to Taiwan."

An Zixuan thought about it, what they said made sense, and she couldn't miss everyone's business because of her alone. Fortunately, there was leftover bread yesterday, which was more than enough for breakfast.

So she took yesterday's small bread basket from the stove, opened the tarpaulin, but found that the leftover slices of bread from yesterday were gone.

Now the fool also knew that he was being targeted.

As an educator who risked her life to protect the calf, An Zixuan was furious. It doesn't matter if you bully me, an immigrant without a registered permanent residence, you dare to hit the face of the prince?Look at my aunt telling you why the flowers in the imperial garden are so red with the soles of your shoes!

At the end of the imperial dining room, chickens and dogs were jumping and restless, and at the end of Zhanxingtai, Wang Zhao, who had waited for a long time and had not seen breakfast, went downstairs to look for someone.

I said earlier that I don't eat breakfast, but this girl ran out before dawn, no matter what, she can do whatever she wants, and having breakfast is better than not having it.

But what's going on with her these days?How did you treat him so well?Every time I look at him, the eyes are gentle, as if I want to drown in it, and my speech is not as fearful as before. I am full of energy, and my whole body is glowing with golden light like the rising sun. What is that kind of thing called?

But this feeling is not bad.

I walked and thought all the way, and before I knew it, I had reached the door of the imperial dining room, and my thoughts were interrupted by a burst of noise.

Wang Zhao raised his eyes and saw that the imperial dining room on the opposite side was crowded with people, and the palace people who watched the excitement outside looked in with their feet upright. Chickens and eggs were beaten inside, and there were shouts and curses from time to time. Wang Zhaoyue heard it more and more familiarly. Didn't Zixuan scold Cui Zhimeng for not bringing her food like this?

An Zixuan!

Wang Zhao struggled to push through the crowd, but someone shouted that the fourth prince is coming!The crowd dispersed with a whoosh. An Zixuan, who was dragged by the guards at the door of the imperial dining room, was still kicking and kicking flexibly. Long kick and fell to the ground.

Thinking of the fear of being dominated by this foot a few days ago, Wang Zhao suddenly felt his back was very cold.

"What are you doing?" Wang frowned and looked at An Zixuan, whose hair was disheveled and her clothes were messed up, but she was still in a mess and swearing. He could not regret coming to her any more.

"I……"

Before An Zixuan got up from the ground, she saw Wang Zhao striding towards her, pulling her up from the ground, frowning so tightly that water would come out.

"Aren't you here to cook? What are you doing here?"

An Zixuan shivered, the voice was the same as when he raised his knife with red eyes to kill her, it was like an iceberg in Antarctica, and it was air-conditioned like an iceberg in the Antarctic, it was so cold that when he was swearing just now, he was still articulate This time she was stuttering.

"It's not... that... just now..."

Wang Zhao obviously didn't have the patience to listen to her stuttering explanations here, and dragged her all the way to the Zhanxing Terrace with a dark face. The steps were so big that An Zixuan felt like she was running.

"Let go!" Before her arm was dislocated, An Zixuan finally shook off that iron-like hand.

"You're sick! Listen to me and you'll die!" An Zixuan, who was stuttering just now, was overwhelmed by anger, blushing and yelling at Wang Zhao, "It's them! They're targeting me! I Woke up an hour early to make you an egg sandwich, but they removed my oven for making bread, and even threw away the leftovers from yesterday! If you don’t teach them a lesson, you’ll think I’m embarrassing for you, don’t you?”

Startled by An Zixuan's yelling, Wang Zhao remembered the sandwich he ate a few days ago.

Listening to An Zixuan's talk, the raw materials for this stuff are easy to find, but it is a bit laborious to make, especially the flaky snacks sandwiched between the two sides, which An Zixuan calls bread. At the same time, something called an oven can be made. For this oven, she poked around in the imperial dining room for several days, which annoyed everyone in the imperial dining room.

But this thing is really good, it is loose and soft, leaving a lingering fragrance in the mouth, and he praised her a few times after eating it, thinking that this food is difficult to cook, and this girl is not a firm person, so maybe she just tasted it It's fresh, I didn't expect that she got up very early today and made sandwiches again?

Just because he said it was delicious?

Wang Zhao suddenly felt a little hot in his eyes.

How many years does it seem?Everyone deliberately ignored his existence. Even if he was noticed, they would try their best to pull out the pegs that were in the eyes, and take the damage instead of the favored brother.

No one has ever cared about what he said, no one has ever taken him so seriously.

This long-lost feeling is like the warm current blowing over the snow-capped mountains, thawing the long-frozen waterfall, rushing down and hitting his heart, making a series of sounds that cannot be ignored.

Looking at An Zixuan who was squatting on the ground feeling wronged and resentful, Wang Zhao picked her up again.

Then An Zixuan saw Wang Zhao, who had an iceberg face for thousands of years, suddenly gave her a bright smile, as if sweeping away the haze in his eyes.

"Hungry? I'll take you to make a sandwich."

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I'm sorry dears, I've been so busy looking for internship units these days, I can resume normal update frequency from next week, see you on Friday