The little sweetheart dressed as the ghost king

As soon as the Night King came back, Xiji knew that he had obtained permission from King Qi.

Then they just need to pack up their things, and then they can leave.

After the Night King notified the matter, the people who were already full of energy packed up their things faster.

"Wang, it seems that in three days, all the things can be packed and we can leave." Mr. Guo looked at the booklet in his hand and said to the Night King standing beside him.

The Night King nodded, as if he had thought of something, and ordered: "Get out a carriage and use it for Xiji."

When Mr. Guo heard the order from the Night King, he immediately complied, "Yes, this old man knows."

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He was about to leave here soon, and Xiji didn't have many things, so he didn't need help from others. He packed his luggage and went back together with Mo Shu.

Seeing that there was still some time before leaving, Xiji, who could neither go out nor have anything to do, suddenly became free, which made him feel empty.Thinking of the dry food he ate on the way back last time, Xiji thought about it and decided to make it himself, so that he could eat better on the way back.

When thinking of making dry food, Xiji's first reaction was to make cakes with various fillings. When the weather is hot, they don't need to be heated, they can be eaten directly with water.

Xiji decided to make this kind of cake that is easy to carry, and also wanted to make more, so that the guards who came with the Night King would also eat some.In order to avoid that every time he cooks for the Night King, the guards around him will always cast an extremely longing look, so that he will always have a sense of guilt for stealing and eating alone.

It's just that he can't make the dry food for so many people by himself. Xiji plans to make a copy of all the cakes to be made as a reference, and see which ones are more suitable for taking on the road, and then gather the cooks in the mansion. Let's make out the portion of the guards together.

"Master, we can finally go back!" Mo Shu busy with Xi Ji, always looking very happy.

Xiji kneaded the dough in his hand a few more times, ready to leave it aside to ferment, and said with a smile: "It seems that you are also very happy about going back."

Hearing his question, Mo Shu replied very straightforwardly, "Of course, after returning, it will be the territory of the Night King, where the young master can do whatever he wants, and there is no need to worry about someone suddenly appearing to hurt the young master, of course I am happy. "

Xiji smiled when he heard him say this, and decided to make the stuffed bean paste sweeter for the sake of Moshu's self-interest, which Moshu loves to eat.

The two masters and servants worked hard all morning, and finally made five flavors of cakes, bean paste, sugar, meat, green vegetables, and leeks, each of which was the size of two adult palms.

Among them, the meat and red bean paste are the most praised by Moshu Chen, and they are said to be delicious.But Xiji felt that if it was really going to be done at that time, it would be better to cook less meat, not to mention the cost, but to say that the meat is meaty, and eating cold and drinking water is easy to cause stomach upset.

Xiji looked at Mo Shu's gobbling, which was a little funny, and told him to eat slowly. I don't know if Mo Shu fell from the past when he was not full. He always likes to stuff it into his mouth when he eats. , for fear of being robbed by others.

At the beginning, Xiji tried to persuade him a few times, but Mo Shu couldn't change it, so he had to put a glass of water next to Mo Shu every time he ate, so as not to find water when he choked.

Seeing that Mo Shu gulped down a large glass of water after eating three pieces of cake, Xiji told him: "After you finish eating, we will go to the Night King and ask him to order the cook below Come and help us make dry food together so we won't be so tired."

After hearing what he said, Mo Shu nodded, and after eating the sweet cakes, he was not so afraid of the Night King. At this time, when Xiji said that he was going to discuss with the Night King about cooking, he naturally didn't mention it. Dissenting opinion.

Before Xiji went to the Night King, he specially cut a piece of the cakes he had made, reassembled them into a cake shape, put them in an exquisite food box, and went to the courtyard where the Night King was located together with the ink book.

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"My lord, something is wrong in the mansion recently." Mr. Guo looked at Ye Wang who was dealing with official business, thought about his words, and said cautiously.

The Night King didn't care much about what he said, as if he had expected it long ago, there was no fluctuation in his expression, but he still took the time to ask, "What's the matter?"

"Recently, a group of people have sneaked into the mansion, but it is not yet confirmed who sent them."

After Mr. Guo finished speaking, he looked at the Night King who did not stop writing, and knew that he should have made up his mind, so he didn't say anything more, just stood there, waiting for the Night King's next decision.

"I'm leaving soon, one more thing is worse than one less thing. However, if they do something irrational before we leave, no matter who they are, the white shirt will deal with it immediately." Night King Tapping the table with his fingers, he looked at Mr. Guo and the white shirt beside him and ordered.

"Yes." Mr. Guo and Bai Shirt agreed at the same time.

At this stall, a message from the guard came from outside the door, saying that it was Xiji.

When the Night King heard the name, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he made a gesture, asking the guards outside to let Xiji go.

When Xiji came in, he saw the three people present at a glance. He was stunned for a moment, apparently not expecting that there were other people here besides the Night King. He found that the pancakes he brought seemed to be a little short, and he didn't know if there was enough.

Seeing him standing there, the Night King didn't speak, frowned slightly, and said directly, "What's the matter?"

Seeing his question, Xiji immediately remembered the purpose of coming here today, so he hurried forward, handed over the food box in his hand, and placed it in front of the Night King.

"I remember it's not time to eat yet." Night King said in a frivolous tone, looking at the food box in front of him a little strangely, and the food box was flat and round, and it didn't seem to be able to hold tableware.

Xiji quickly opened the food box, revealing the reassembled cake inside, and said a little embarrassedly, "On the way here, I saw that the guards were eating dry bread, anyway, today I'm around Nothing happened, so I thought about improving the food for the guards. It's just..."

After talking, Xiji's voice gradually quieted down, looking at the Night King, he said with a little anxiety: "It's just me and Mo Shu, there is no way to do so many people in a few days, so we can Can't you send someone to me?"

Ye Wang looked at the cake in front of him, which was clearly mixed with several flavors, and smiled inexplicably, and said in a low voice, "You care about my king's soldiers."

Xiji smiled when he heard this, he couldn't say it, it was because every time he and the Night King ate alone, they could hear the sound of the guards swallowing their saliva from a long distance away.Since we have to eat alone, we can only start with improving their food.

It's just that these words, I also know that I can't tell the Night King, Xiji can only smile silly, and doesn't care about the slightest dissatisfaction in the Night King's tone.

Xiji's intuition is indeed very keen, and when he heard that his royal cook and bedmate wanted to cook food for others, the Night King felt an indescribable sense of discomfort.It's just that soon, reason told him that his discomfort was completely unreasonable.

So, the Night King suppressed the thought of wanting to veto it all at once, and shifted his gaze to the cake in front of him.

Seeing this, Xiji quickly said: "Wang, try it first, I specially made it softer, and added stuffing in the middle, it should be much more delicious."

Ye Wang heard him say this for a long time, but he still didn't intend to do anything. Just when Xiji was puzzled, the white shirt behind him suddenly said, "Wang, do you need your subordinates to get a pair of chopsticks now?"

As soon as he said his words, Xiji suddenly realized that what he didn't bring here was because he didn't think carefully.

Night King glanced at the white shirt coldly, and said lightly: "No need." After speaking, he picked up a piece of it with his bare hands and started to try it.

The white shirt was sweating coldly from the night king's gaze, but he didn't regret it. God knows how much they suffer every time they watch the night king eat the food made by Mr. Xi, but it's a pity that they can't snatch it from the night king's mouth. They didn't dare to ask Mr. Xi to cook for them, so they could only watch eagerly, secreting excess saliva.

As the head of the guard, he was alright, relying on his friendship with Mo Shu, he could sometimes get some food, but the guards below were miserable.Now Mr. Xi offered to cook food for them, he couldn't give up this opportunity, otherwise the little bastards below will definitely fall into trouble after they know his inaction.

The hard-working guard in long white shirts, facing the danger of being vengeful by the Night King, assisted Xiji tremblingly.

The Night King's eating was very elegant, like a born nobleman, but no matter how elegant he was, as a grown man with a huge appetite, he still ate up that little food very quickly.

When he subconsciously wanted to take another piece, he realized that he had already eaten the cake at some point, and felt awkward for a moment.The outstretched hand was retracted without a trace, and he said to Xiji who had been staring at him: "The taste of this cake is not bad."

Xiji didn't realize that something was wrong there, but just looked at the Night King, and said with great anticipation: "What do you think of my proposal?"

Night King looked up at Xiji's bright eyes, thinking of his cat that would come to beg for food when he was hungry, his eyes darkened a bit, and he said directly: "Mr. Guo these few days If you have something to do, let Bai Shirt assist you, and you can ask for whoever you want."

"Yes."

Hearing his words, Xiji responded happily, but the white shirt beside him responded louder than him.

The Night King looked coldly at his chief guard who seemed a little overexcited. He didn't take his eyes off him until he returned to his usual calm appearance.

Xiji didn't know that the dark tide was raging on their side. With the permission of the Night King, Xiji thanked her and left with a white shirt. She just walked to the door, as if thinking of something, panicking Walked towards the door again.

The Night King, who was just about to continue working, looked at Xiji's head protruding from the door, and asked in a flat tone, "Is there anything else?"

Xiji nodded, then shook his head again, and under the Night King's increasingly terrifying gaze, he said slowly, "What does the king want to eat tonight? I'll do it."

Hearing what he said, the corners of the Night King's mouth hooked up, with a hint of teasing, "Why, today's things are not busy enough for you, and you still have time to cook?"

Xiji rolled his eyes, didn't care about the deep meaning of Ye Wang's words, only listened to the superficial meaning he wanted to hear, and said with a smile: "No matter what you are busy with, the king's appetite is the most important thing, I can't just because of For other things, let the king not eat well, then my crime will be serious."

Ye Wang didn't know that he was amused by his words, the corners of his mouth widened, and he said the names of a few dishes he often ate.

Xiji got the news she wanted, thought about what to do next, said goodbye to the Night King obediently, and ran back happily.

Looking at the back of Xiji leaving, Mr. Guo was as cheerful as ever, looked at the Night King who had been staring at Xiji leaving, and said with a smile: "Young master is a rare child with a heart!"

Hearing his words, the Night King didn't express the slightest, but just commented, "That's all stupid."

That's why he works for the welfare of those who are supposed to protect himself, and looks so stupid.

Hearing Ye Wang's evaluation, Mr. Guo smiled and said nothing. Years of experience clearly told him that some people can say some things, and some people just need to listen.

With the approval of the Night King and the white shirt beside him, Xiji's plan of making dry food is in full swing, especially those temporary helpers recruited from the guards are showing a fighting posture. dry up.

All of a sudden, the small yard that Xiji used for cooking boiled up, and all the people who came and went were helping people.

The cook in the yard helped to knead the dough and make the cakes, the attendants washed the vegetables, and the guards then lit the fire and put them on the pot, as well as various ingredients that were constantly brought in.

As the commander-in-chief, Xiji had a lot of things to control, and he was able to cope with it at first, but as he made more and more things, he began to feel a little powerless.It's been a long time since I led so many people to work, and Xiji felt a little tired.

After persisting for a while, Xiji finally decided not to embarrass herself after realizing that her head was starting to feel dizzy.He decisively distributed the affairs in hand, and after explaining to the leaders of each step what to do, he found a place to rest.

Mo Shu fanned Xiji who was sitting there resting, fed him a sip of water, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Master, you can just tell them to do things directly, why do everything by yourself?"

Xiji touched Moshu's head, which was a little unhappy, and said with relief: "Okay, I just didn't realize it when I did so many things at once. It's not a big deal. And if you think about it, I'll do more, You can also eat a little more at that time, isn't that great?"

Mo Shu hesitated for a moment, then muttered, "Actually, I can eat less."

Listening to Mo Shu's unconvincing words, Xiji continued: "It's okay, no matter how much you eat, I can afford you, young master."

Hearing what he said, Mo Shu glanced at Xiji hesitantly, and saw that he was sitting here resting, his spirit seemed to have recovered a little, and he was not so worried anymore.Looking at the bustling crowd over there, he said energetically, "Master, you should rest here, and I'm going to help."

"Well, pay attention to yourself." Xiji knew that although Mo Shu looked thin, but as long as he was full, his strength seemed to be inexhaustible, so he didn't worry too much.

Seeing Mo Shu rushing over to help, Xiji sat there and fell asleep without knowing it.

It was a very hot day, and within a short while, Xiji woke up thirsty.

The moment he opened his eyes, Xiji saw a person standing in front of him. He was startled suddenly, and woke up with a jerk.It wasn't until he was completely awake that he realized that the person in front of him was a little girl in a flowered padded jacket, and she looked somewhat festive.

Seeing that she had frightened him, the girl felt a little embarrassed and touched her braid, and said shyly, "My lord, I'm sorry, I frightened you."

"It's okay." Xiji looked at the little girl who had never seen her before, and asked with some doubts, "What's the matter with you coming to see me?"

His question seemed to remind the little girl in front of him of something, he patted his forehead, and took out a small food box from behind, "I'm helping Chef Li, and Chef Li said the weather was too cold." It's hot, he is afraid that the adults will suffer from heat stroke, so he boiled some soup to relieve the heat, and I'm here to deliver the soup to the adults."

Hearing what she said, Xiji also remembered who that Chef Li was. He used to cook for the Night King's guards, and he was also a member of the guards.When he came here to avoid laziness just now, he ordered Chef Li to be in charge of the most important part of stuffing.I didn't expect Chef Li to be so careful and make soup to relieve summer heat.

Xiji took the bowl of soup from the little girl, and was about to drink it, when he heard a loud noise in front of him. At first, Xiji thought it was a hallucination, and after a moment he was ready to continue drinking. Who knows This time, before bringing the bowl to his lips, he heard the voice clearly.Xiji was sure now that the voice was definitely not his hallucination.

Xiji held the bowl in his hand and looked at the place where the sound came from, which was the little girl's stomach.When Xiji found out about this, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he remembered that although the sound was a little louder, it really sounded like a hungry grunt.

Xiji was surprised for a moment, and then saw the little girl staring at the soup in his hand without blinking. Also following the movement of the bowl in his hand, he immediately understood what was going on.

Taking a closer look at the girl, Xiji found that although she looked festive, she also looked sallow and emaciated.In the end, he couldn't drink the bowl of soup anymore, and sighed, Xiji pushed his bowl in front of the little girl.

The little girl looked at the soup in front of her, then at Xiji, and asked in disbelief: "My lord, is this for me?"

Seeing her eager eyes, Siki nodded.It's just a bowl of soup to relieve the heat, he doesn't need it that much, but the child in front of him seems to need it more.

After the little girl confirmed that the soup was really for herself, she thanked her repeatedly, and then cherished the bowl and drank it.

Seeing that the little girl was drinking quickly and anxiously, Xiji was obviously very hungry. After thinking about it, she stood up, first told her to wait here, and then walked towards the direction of making cakes. past.

After a while, he took back a few cakes that looked quite heavy, and put them directly into the little girl's hands.

Seeing the little girl surprised and delighted, Xiji didn't know what to say, and said with a smile, "Hurry up, it's still warm, and it's better if it's warm."

However, the little girl who was in a hurry to drink the soup just now didn't start eating like Xiji thought, but stood there holding the cake and looking very hesitant.

"What's wrong?" Xiji felt very strange, isn't she very hungry?

Hearing his words, the little girl seemed a little embarrassed, but soon the embarrassment disappeared, looked at Xiji, and asked gratefully: "My lord, can I take this back for my mother to eat?"

Xiji first nodded in agreement, then felt a little strange, and asked unconsciously, "What's wrong with your mother?"

"My mother is on the bed, unable to get up, and has nothing to eat." The little girl chattered, "Mother is beautiful, but she broke her leg and can't work anymore, and my father doesn't care about mother. Come out to work and ask for some food."

Listening to the little girl's words, Xiji couldn't help frowning, and asked directly, "Then where is your mother now?"

Hearing his question, the little girl said very neatly: "In the mansion, I live in the corner yard with my mother and my father."

Hearing what she said, Xiji frowned. The one who can live in the corner of the courtyard must be the steward of the mansion. With such an identity, he doesn't care if his wife is sick, he is simply a beast.

Xiji felt that he was not a saint, and had always only done what he could do. Now that he met this little girl, since he bumped into him, naturally there was no reason to ignore her.

Xiji thought for a while, and said to the little girl, "Can you take me to see your mother?"

The little girl looked at Xiji in front of her, hesitated for a moment, seemed to be weighing whether he was a bad person, and then maybe she didn't think he was a bad person, so she nodded at him, "Well, good."

Xiji thought about going to see her first. If her mother was really seriously injured, she would come back and ask for a doctor, which would be considered a good deed before she left.

So, Xiji didn't take anyone with her, and followed the little girl directly to where they lived. The two of them took the things Xiji gave them, and walked all the way to a very remote small courtyard in this mansion.

Xiji was quite surprised when he saw the small courtyard, he didn't expect that there was such a dilapidated place in the mansion.Just when he felt a little strange, he saw the little girl pushed the door open and walked in. After entering, she was still calling him, "My lord, my mother is here."

A very uncomfortable feeling suddenly rose in Xiji's heart, and he thought that those were just his own illusions, so he walked in.

After entering the inside, I found that the inside was even more dilapidated than the outside, and it was even darker because there was no light.

Xiji could barely see the little girl standing beside a bed. Under the dim light, her originally happy face looked a little weird.

Xiji swallowed, and asked uncomfortably, "Is your mother on the bed?"

Hearing what he said, the little girl looked at him slowly, with a strange voice floating in the room, "My lord, I'm sorry I lied to you, I don't have a mother~"