The little sweetheart dressed as the ghost king

Qiao'er looked at her with a hesitant expression on her face, feeling that this kind of thing was not something she should talk about.

It's just that Fu Jinlian's skills over the years have long been cultivated into a human spirit. Looking at her expression at this time, her tone is a little gentler, "Qiaoer, what's the matter that can't be said? There are no outsiders around here. It’s okay if you say it.”

Qiao'er was originally a maid, and she liked to gossip with her little sisters in her spare time, but when she heard her say that, she stopped hesitating and said in a low voice: "That son, who has been in the mansion since he entered the house It seems like a year and a half, and I still haven’t heard anything.”

Hearing this, the smile on Fu Jinlian's face paused, and then the smile on her lips deepened.

It wasn't until the little girl was called to work because of something that Fu Jinlian looked at the silent Cheng Dieyi, and said softly, "Dieyi, did you hear what you said just now?"

Dieyi looked at the aunt who was no longer gentle and had a calculating face, and nodded hesitantly.

Fu Jinlian looked at her face that made me feel pity for her, which could arouse men's desire for protection, and pulled her hand to her knee, and patted her gently, "Dieyi, I know you are an indisputable Robbery, so even if you agreed to me last time, I know you didn't want to. But you have to know, we are now dependent on others.

If ever, we will make adults unhappy.Or you have reached the age of getting married and you are leaving this mansion, what should you do?My aunt said that for your own good too.After all, when it comes to power, there are very few who can compare to the Night King.In the past, he was not close to men and women, but now he has people around him, and there will definitely be more in the future.If you can seize the opportunity and give birth to a son and a half for the Night King, then you will have no worries in the future. "

When Cheng Dieyi heard her aunt say this, her face paled a little, and then she looked at her, as if she had made up her mind, and said softly, "I will listen to my aunt."

Seeing Cheng Dieyi's cute little face because of fear, Fu Jinlian smiled with satisfaction and said softly: "My good boy, I know you are sensible."

……

Because they were working for Xiji, the craftsmen in the blacksmith shop were very fast, and within three days, they delivered what Xiji wanted.

Looking at the hot stove that was not much different from what he remembered, Xiji was still a little happy.I thought in my heart that the seasoning package should also be prepared properly, and when the mutton is obtained in the kitchen below, I can eat mutton hot pot.

It's just that the mutton is rare, and it takes a lot of effort to get it at this time. I guess it will take some time until I actually eat it.

Thinking of the rich aroma of mutton hot pot, Xiji couldn't help but licked his lips. He has also been a little greedy for the smell of meat recently.

……

The Night King looked at the similar documents that had been processed recently, and looked at the attendants who stood beside him tremblingly as if they wanted to say something, and said impatiently, "What's the matter?"

Hearing this, the attendant carefully brought the things he was carrying in front of the Night King, and said respectfully: "My lord, that aunt in the mansion asked me to bring this thing as a token of my kindness."

The Night King looked coldly at the exquisite food box in his hand, and nodded lightly, then the attendant seemed to be relieved, and carefully placed the things in his hand on the Night King's table, and then Helped to open it again.

As soon as it was opened, one could smell a strong milky fragrance. Looking at the white and soft pastry and the touch of red dotted on the pastry, the corner of Night King's mouth pulled out a sneer.

"What did she say when you brought this thing?" The Night King asked as if casually.

The attendant seemed to have sensed the Night King's mood, lowered his head cautiously, and repeated what the aunt said, "The aunt said that they were fortunately blessed by the Lord, but they didn't have anything to show them a decent gift. I know that my lord has liked to eat this since I was a child, so I made a portion here, I hope my lord will not dislike it."

After he finished speaking, the Night King looked at the pastry, his eyes still had no warmth, but if he looked carefully, he could find that it was colder than before.

"Take it down and tell her that I don't eat this kind of sweet, so I don't have to bother to give it away in the future."

"Yes." Hearing that, the attendant carried the plate and walked down the same path.

After the attendant left, the Night King picked up the silky chicken soup that Xiji had stewed for himself, and took a sip slowly.Sure enough, that kind of sweet and greasy stuff was only liked when he was a child, but when he was older, he hated it so much that it made him sick just by smelling it.

The attendant returned to Fu Jinlian with the untouched things, looked at her and said bluntly: "My lord said that he won't eat this kind of sweets anymore, I hope my aunt and grandma won't give them any more in the future."

Hearing what she said, Fu Jinlian froze for a moment, then looked at him with a smile on her face, and said politely: "I didn't think carefully, so I took the liberty to disturb you."

The attendant who was afraid of hurting himself because of the Night King's dislike, saw that she was still so polite, and his tone softened a little, and he comforted, "Don't feel sad, it's just that the Night King's Likes are always impermanent."

Hearing this, Fu Jinlian was grateful for his comfort, a vague smile appeared on her face, and said reluctantly, "Thank you."

Seeing that Fu Jinlian left with her niece, the attendant looked at their backs and shook his head like a sigh, "It's a pity, but he also understands that my aunt wants to curry favor with you, but in the end it's still a wrong idea. method."

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Xiji didn't know what happened on the Night King's side, but after learning that the people below had found edible mutton, he was overjoyed, and Dang even decided to make a mutton hot pot to eat at night.

In order to meet the occasion, Xiji also specially ordered his servants to move the place of eating to the pavilion outside, hang a curtain around it to keep out the wind, and eat hot pot in the middle, which is considered a beautiful thing.

Everything was arranged properly, and they waited for the Night King to return. As a result, when Xiji saw the Night King, he realized that he didn't seem to be in a good mood today.Xiji was puzzled, and asked directly, "Why are you unhappy, my lord?"

Hearing the words, the Night King lowered his head and looked at him, and what he saw in those eyes was pure concern, which made him a little bit better from the boredom aroused by the dessert.In the face of Xiji, it's okay to be blunt.

Xiji looked at the Night King who was staring at her unblinkingly. Seeing that his eyes were dark, as if nothing happened, he thought of what happened yesterday again for a moment, and felt a little distressed for some reason.She tiptoed lightly, kissed him on the lips, and before he had time to react, she looked at him and said, "My lord, it's okay."

The lips that were ready to part made Ye Wang stunned for a moment, and then he quickly looked at the person in front of him, his eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xiji was also taken aback by his overly bold actions, and blushed involuntarily, then looked at the Night King who had no reaction, breathed a sigh of relief, pulled his hand as if to cover up, and moved towards Walking towards the place he had arranged, he said as he walked, "My lord, you come with me. I made a new style of food today. I think you will like it."

Feeling the temperature in his hands, following the hands they held together, the Night King saw the person whose back was facing him, the slender back, the swaying black hair, the person who was obviously vulnerable under his hands, but always let him I feel pity in my heart.

The Night King held his hand involuntarily and increased his strength, causing the person in front to turn his head and look at him suspiciously. Seeing that his eyes still did not fluctuate in the slightest, he thought it was just his own illusion, so he turned his head back again. .

The Night King looked at Xiji's startled look, as if he saw something interesting, the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily, and he didn't do anything else, allowing Xiji to pull him into the courtyard outside.

Sitting in the pavilion, looking at the strangely shaped pot in front of him, the boiling soup on it, and the table full of various dishes, the Night King glanced at Xiji calmly, as if asking What's the situation with him.

Xiji looked at Ye Wang's eyes, smiled lightly, then looked at Ye Wang and said, "This is my new food."

The Night King didn't speak any more, but continued to look at Siji, waiting for what he was going to do next.

Xiji smiled at him, then picked up a piece of thinly sliced ​​mutton, rolled it in the steaming soup, put it in the dipping water in front of the Night King, and put it back in his bowl Looking at him, he said excitedly: "That's how you eat it. You can cook whatever you like. Because the mutton is sliced ​​thin, you don't need to cook it too much, but you still need to cook it for other things that are not easy to cook." For a while. By the way, I made this dipping water according to your favorite taste in the past, you can see if it suits you, and if you think there is something wrong, you can add more."

The Night King looked at Xiji's small mouth and chattered, although it was a common conversation, but it made him very appropriate.He suddenly found that it seemed that he had never told Xiji what he liked to eat, but Xiji always knew exactly what he liked and didn't like.Compared with those who don't know what they like and think that they still love their children to eat as much as before, the Night King feels that he loves being with the person in front of him more.

Xiji didn't know what the Night King was thinking, seeing him staring at him and refusing to eat the food after he brought him food.Blinking his eyes, he opened those big watery eyes, and asked in a very puzzled way: "Sir, what did I say wrong? Why don't you eat it? I gave up the first bite." Here it is, if you don’t eat it, won’t I be wasting it?”

Seeing Xiji's heartbroken and stingy look, the Night King suddenly came back to his senses, burst out laughing, and said in a relaxed tone, "You're right, I don't eat, I'm sorry for you Mind."

Then, under Xiji's salivating gaze, he picked up the piece of beef that he had just blanched for himself, put it in his mouth, and under his expectant gaze, said lightly: "The taste is indeed good."

Seeing that the things he made were praised by the Night King, Xiji immediately showed a huge smile on his face, and said proudly: "I'm right, isn't this food delicious? "

"Yeah." The Night King looked at Xiji's smiling face, and he cooked the dishes again in coordination with him.