Emperor Fu shook the dark light in his eyes, walked calmly, and began to pinch Feng Linger.

"Cuihua, haven't you eaten? If you have more strength, you will die. It's a useless slave!" Feng Linger said with closed eyes.

Di Fu shook the corner of his mouth slightly, okay, have a lot of energy, right?

She increased her strength and could clearly hear the sound of pinching the bones.

Feng Linger screamed in pain, "Cuihua, lightly! It hurts Miss Ben!"

"You walk away, clumsy, how can you wait for the young lady in the future!" Xiaorou shoved Emperor Fu aside with a disgust, and then got up on her own hands and pinched Feng Linger.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Feng Linger snorted comfortably. "It's still Xiaorou that wins most of Miss Ben's heart. Miss Ben decides. When she goes to the palace, Miss Ben will become the queen. You must be the leader of the palace.

"Thank you, Miss Rou, for your gift!" Xiao Rou couldn't help herself.

Emperor Fu shook at the master and servant singing and singing, his heart sneered slightly.

I said Miss Feng, if you want to be a queen, don't **** on and follow your virtues.

Virtuous, virtuous, calligraphy, painting and calligraphy, what's so special about you?

"Cuihua, don't you go to the kitchen to make a bowl of lotus seed soup for the young lady?" Xiaorou said coldly.

"Yes." Di Fuya responded. Is this Fenglinger born of a pig?

Since she came to Fengfu, she has always seen her eat and eat, and she will have a bowl of lotus seed soup when she is going to bed.

The kitchen in the middle of the night was long gone.

After finding the ingredients, Di Fuya first soaked the lotus seeds with water, removed the clothes, and placed them in a delicate bowl. After looking at no one to the left and right, they raised their hands to release the flame and steamed for about a few seconds with a high fire until the lotus seeds were rotten. Take another bowl, add water, rock sugar, and steamed lotus seeds, continue to cook on the fire, and cool after boiling.

In less than a minute, a bowl of lotus seed soup was prepared, but because she was not an ice-based elementist, she couldn't talk about the lotus seed soup being ice-drenched, so she had to find a piece of ice and ice the lotus seed soup.

A series of serial clouds and flowing water made Di Gou stunned, "Boss, I wanted to ask you before, did you not eat, wear, and not be warm when you were in Di Fu, why are you better than the palace?" Is the chef Zhong Yu even better? "

Before the barbecue, people's taste buds exploded.

At first, Di Gou thought that the boss could only barbecue, and now she looks like a chef!

But I really don't understand. A niece who was not favored in the emperor's house could only dig the roots of the tree to eat. How could it become a master chef in a while?

"Haha, I still have more secrets." Di Fuyao filled a bowl and took it into the space for Di Gouyou, "You taste it, is it okay?"

Di Gouyu took a sip with a spoon and ate it, and his eyes suddenly shone with sparkle!

"Boss! This is so delicious! I want another bowl!"

"It seems that my cooking skills have not deteriorated." Di Fu smiled confidently and filled him with a bowl of lotus seed soup.

In previous lives, she was in an international mysterious killer organization.

In the organization, they have to undergo cruel training from an early age. They must be trained to the first-class level in the three hundred and sixty lines.

In addition to the ancient martial arts, Di Fuyao is most proud of cooking.

She used to live alone in all kinds of cruel and dangerous places. Sleeping can be sloppy, but she can't deal with it unless she eats.

Even in a previous life, she went to Amazon for a mission. She had to catch two piranhas in the Amazon River and grill them.

"By the way, it's time to poison that stinky girl!" Di Fuya took out the spring poison that had been refined and put it in the lotus seed soup.

Spring poison is colorless and tasteless, but as long as it is hit, it is definitely ****** and then it is better to die.

"Boss, is it too early for you to be poisoned?" Di Gouyou asked.

"First put Chunchun poison into the body of the wind lady, as long as I urge it, it can happen at any time. Who made this girl not to learn well at a young age, but also made Laozi pinch her shoulders to run as a cook, and live a deserve Di Fu shook a sneer, then straightened his face, and returned to Feng Linger's room with lotus seed soup.

As soon as she arrived, Feng Linger complained with a small face. "Smelly girl, can your hands and feet be sharper, are you going to starve to Miss Ben? Xiao Rou, give her a fifty-foot mouth, let Cuihua know, and delay Miss Ben. Time comes at a price, and she will dare to be lazy in the future! "

Xiaorou was so ordered that he flew towards the emperor with his face embarrassed. "You slave, are you running away?"

"I don't." Di Fu said faintly.

"Ah, in the presence of the young lady, how dare you make yourself call me?" Xiaorou frowned, and dragged Di Fuyao's collar.

It was found that no matter how hard she was, she couldn't move her.

"Miss Miss is going to sleep, sister Xiaorou, if you want to punish me for slap, come outside, don't affect Miss's good mood." Emperor Fu said with a thoughtful look.

Feng Linger waved his hand impatiently, "Go and go, don't make a noise to Miss Ben, or you will be punished together, Xiaorou!"

Xiaorou's face tightened, and she nodded quickly, "Yes, miss!"

Then he turned his head and stared fiercely at Emperor Fuyao, "Smelly girl, don't die soon!"

Emperor Fu walked out of Feng Linger's boudoir and followed Xiaorou's body all the way to the yard.

"Cuihua, are you new here, do you know what it takes to offend the lady!" Xiaorou yelled, scorning a fox and a tiger.

Emperor Fu shook coldly and warmly, "Fifty palms, didn't Miss say that?"

"Fifty? Hehe." Xiaorou sneered with a sullen glance. "I'm the young lady's personal maid. As long as I am a servant in the young lady's courtyard, I'm in charge of it. If you make a mistake, I'm not strict in discipline, Except for the fifty slaps of the young lady, I have another set of rules here. You have to accept another fifty slaps! "

This little soft, usually relying on Feng Linger's trust and love for her, arrogant and domineering among a group of servants in Fengfu, always felt that she was superior to others, and tried to punish other servants with her master.

The servants were furious and afraid to speak, so they had to pay a monthly salary and come up with a little to please Xiaorou in exchange for peace.

Xiaorou had never seen Emperor Fuyao before, only thinking she was new.

Since it's new, it's a better lesson.

"You don't want to suffer from the excess of fifty palms, just pay ten gold coins." Xiaorou finally stated his purpose.

Di Fu shook his eyes with a trace of cold stun.

The slaves in the family's family earn about 30 gold coins per month.

Ten gold coins is the result of ten days of hard work.

"I don't have money, so I'll choose to talk." Di Fuya said pitifully.

Xiaorou was even more angry when she heard it. "Smelly girl doesn't know what to do. Since you can't bear to buy peace with gold coins, then I have to obey the lady's order and give me a fifty, plus fifty!"