The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

Everyone followed suit, except the big mother dragon and Xiaoying.

Shui Wangyue didn't know how to use chopsticks, and Xiaoying didn't know how to use chopsticks.

Seeing this, Mo Lingqing taught Shui Wangyue how to use chopsticks. Shui Wangyue's understanding and learning ability were also amazing. It took less than a minute for her to learn it.

She picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks in a very unfamiliar way, smelled it, and opened her mouth to eat it directly.

She was a dragon, and she had never eaten cooked food.

Seeing this, Mo Lingqing felt a little funny. She stretched out her hand to stop Shui Wangyue and shook her head slightly. Then she picked up a piece of meat and put it into the black pot hot pot like Wang Que.

Shui Wangyue understood and stretched out her jade hand to put the meat slice in the pot to scald it.

Wang Que smiled at this scene. After more than ten seconds, Wang Que said in a light voice: "Madam, it's almost done. If you scald it any further, it will be old."

Mo Lingqing hummed, then took back her hand with the meat slice.

Smelling the cooked meat slices, it smells very good. Blowing twice, slowly put it into the mouth.

As the meat slices enter the mouth, the feeling of the soup exploding and the meat aroma mixed together, it is a supreme delicacy!

Shui Wangyue also took a bite, but with this bite, her eyes instantly returned to the eyes of the dragon, her vertical pupils expanded directly, and her eyes were full of shock: "Huh, this, this........."

Just this one bite of hot pot meat confused the more than 800-year-old Tianqiao Realm dragon.

Just this one bite made her want to cry: "Fellow Daoist Xue, Fellow Daoist Wang, I have lived in vain for more than 800 years. What kind of good life do you humans live every day!"

Wang Que laughed: "It's okay, anyway, it's like that, Madam, don't you think so?"

Mo Lingqing didn't say that. She just said lightly: "This is the first time for me to eat in this way. In the past, we humans ate far less than this. Many dishes taste the same."

"But my husband has more tricks and ideas. Although he is not good at killing people and stealing treasures, in terms of eating, my husband's skills are unmatched. Not only this, my husband's barbecue is also the best in the world."

These words are not without boasting.

Mo Lingqing is still young after all. At the age of twenty-five or twenty-six, she still can't help wanting to show off.

Big breast plum is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. She is not delicious at this moment.

But Xiaozhu was lively by nature, and she boldly took over Mo Lingqing's words: "Miss, you are right, Senior Jiaolong, the wine brewed by my king is also delicious, and my king is also a master at writing poems!"

Mo Lingqing pursed her red lips and smiled slightly, and Huang Xiaozhu nodded repeatedly at this moment: "Yes, the young master is very powerful, very powerful!"

"Hahaha, it's all praise, it's all praise." Wang Que raised his wine glass with a bright smile: "Although we are in the cage of the imperial city today, we should also be happy, right?"

"Look outside the window, the big Snow covered the sky. Looking at the front of the mansion, those who wanted to curry favor with the powerful were frantically giving gifts to try to make friends. "

"These people are all blinded by power."

"We can't do this. Although power is important, our own strength is more important. If we have invincible strength, do we still need power to intimidate others?"

"Today, with this wine, I wish you a higher level of cultivation and a bright future!"

"A bright future, a bright future." Mei, Lan, Zhu, Ju and Huang Xiaozhu repeated these four words. They couldn't think of any other words for a while.

In Wang Que's soul sea, Cang raised his eyebrows and said to himself: "This kid is so eloquent? So good at talking?"

"Haha, cool, let's eat!" Wang Que drank the wine in the bowl, then picked up the meat slices and said with a smile: "Did you see the bowls and plates next to you? That's the peanut and sesame dipping sauce, and the one next to it is the garlic, chili and vinegar dipping sauce, which tastes even better when dipped in meat!"

A black pot hot pot "family banquet", eating so happily, Xiaoying clapped her hands on the table to ask for meat.

There were constant disputes outside, and laughter and talk about wine and meat inside.

Fighting for the throne for hundreds of years is not as good as wine and meat passing through the throat.

Two or three hours later, Wang Que, who had eaten and drunk enough, leaned back in his chair and picked his teeth: "Zhu Zi, I just found out that Xiao Wu is not here. Didn't he follow you?"

At this time, Huang Xiaozhu was already drunk. Hearing this, he just said vaguely: "Senior Bird God? Senior Bird God said he wanted to tease the magpie on a branch in the mansion. It is probably still there now."

"Oh, tease the magpie? It's snowing heavily. What kind of magpie can still build a nest? It's really interesting."

Beside Mo Lingqing, Mo Lingqing and Shui Wangyue were both blushing at this moment. They had drunk a lot.

Shui Wangyue held her cheeks with both hands and looked at Mo Lingqing. Her eyes were full of confusion and excitement: "Sister Qing, I feel like I'm going to be on fire. I really want to roll in the snow. Do you like rolling in the snow?"

Not yetWhen Mo Lingqing spoke, Xiaoying raised her head and said, "Auntie, I like to roll in the snow. Let's go roll!"

"Ah, okay, roll!" Shui Wangyue was really drunk. She was a little crazy now.

Before drinking, Fellow Daoist Xue, Fellow Daoist Wangyue, that was a formal name.

Halfway through drinking, Shui Wangyue's chatterbox was opened. The two of them muttered about their ages. If they didn't count, they wouldn't know. Once they counted, they were shocked!

If it was really calculated according to the age of the human race, Shui Wangyue would be a few years younger than Mo Lingqing.

So, Shui Wangyue, who was drunk, didn't care about the face of Tianqiao Realm. She called Mo Lingqing sister, and Mo Lingqing called her senior. The main point was that they talked about their own things.

At this moment, Shui Wangyue, who was drunk, didn't care what Mo Lingqing said. She just took Xiaoying's hand and flew out of the attic and crashed into the snow in the backyard.

It snowed heavily during this period, and there was a lot of snow in the yard. Since Wang Que had not allowed the servants to come in since he came in, the snow in the backyard was still quite thick.

For a while, a large female dragon and a small fox rolled in the water. Neither of them maintained their human form, and both of them were floundering in the snow with their original bodies.

However, Shui Wangyue still had some remaining rationality. She shrunk to three meters, and did not roll in the yard with her original body of a thousand meters...

The two of them had a lot of fun in the snow. The four girls, Mei, Lan, Zhu and Ju, sat blankly at the table and stared at the chopsticks on the table. Their faces were all red, and they were obviously drunk.

As for Huang Xiaozhu, he was the most honest. Since Wang Que asked him a question, he fell asleep directly on the table...

The lazy and happy life in the courtyard attic was in sharp contrast to the bustling front of the mansion.

One side was not interested in fame and fortune, and the other side was desperately pursuing fame and fortune.

But even if they broke through the door, Wang Que would not go out to intrigue with them.

He just wanted to hide and not see anyone, wait until the day of the emperor's annual banquet to present a poem, and then go back to the mansion to find an opportunity to slip away immediately.

He was living a carefree life behind closed doors, but Jueyang woman had a new discovery.

It is said that Jueyang woman verified her identity all the way out of the imperial city. After asking around, she went straight to the Jiaofangsi.

On the way to the Jiaofangsi, she accidentally glanced at a notice board.

There was a lifelike painting on the notice board, and there was a line of big words on the painting: "Anyone who has information about this thing can go to the emperor directly and be promoted, and those who hold this thing and do not hand it over will have their ten clans exterminated!"

And on that painting... is a five-eared and three-legged purple gold tripod!

[Thanks (the big boss who decides the hairstyle), I saw a big health care at three o'clock last night, and I jumped off the bed and typed! I earn 20 yuan a day, but Fengxiang has been taking care of me for three days. I am crying. 】