"Why can't Yu's imperial dining room come?" Ye Zhongyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his extremely cold eyes fell on the two.

Yu Shan's eyes rolled over and she was fainted.

"Are you ... the emperor ?!" The elementary school student was stunned.

Ye Chongyuan said impatiently: "Today I find Shaking in a good mood and don't care about you. If you commit another crime, I will make you a wasteful person without limbs! Go!"

He stepped on his long legs and stepped over the fainted Yu Shan.

Ye Zhongyuan suddenly visited the royal dining room, so that everyone in the royal dining room was in a hurry.

The manager of the Imperial Palace thought that the Emperor came to the Imperial Palace in person to come and inspect them. He was scared and trembled. He followed Ye Chongyuan and said, "The Emperor, what do you want to eat, you just need to say something to the leader and father, and you don't need to run it yourself of."

"Except for those in charge, let's go down first."

Everyone obediently withdrew from the royal dining room.

Ye Zhongyuan glanced at the dreaded Yushan chief, and asked gently: "How to make **** soup?"

The emperor dared to come to the royal dining room, but just wanted to ask him how to make **** soup?

"Back to the emperor, Jiang Tang's method is very simple. If the emperor wants to drink, Wei Chen will do it now."

"Just tell me how."

Shaking **** soup, of course, it is better for him to cook in person!

The official director of the official meal had to say truthfully: "Prepare the ingredients for making the **** soup, slice the ginger, add the right amount of water to the pot, then cook the wolfberry, **** slices, and red dates, and add some brown sugar at the end. Don't overdo it.

Ye Zhongyuan Junmei raised a little, "It's that simple?"

"Return to the emperor, yes, it's so simple and rude," said the official Yushan.

"You go down first, no one is allowed to step into this imperial dining room without He's order." Ye Chongyuan waved his hands and drove away.

The head of the royal meal bowed his head, and when he was about to withdraw from the back cooking, he suddenly saw Ye Zhongyuan pick up a piece of **** and blurted out subconsciously, "The emperor, this **** can never do it!"

"Why?"

"Return to the emperor. Generally, when cooking **** soup, you need to choose fresh **** with no cuts, bright colors and full appearance. This old **** in the emperor's hands has a wrinkled and dry skin, and the nutrients in **** have been lost. Materials. "Said the general manager.

Ye Zhongyuan's handsome and unparalleled face flashed a little awkwardly, and he returned to normal after a second, "I want you to make clear the details of any branch of the **** soup."

"Yes, emperor!"

...

Ye Zhongyuan's palace.

Di Fuyao stood at the window holding the jade plate in his hand, to see if anything could be reflected.

"Boss, this thing is probably an ornament, it has no effect." Di Gou said calmly.

"No, Ye Zhongyuan will be the kind of superficial person, holding a useless thing on the table?" Di Fuyao rejected his statement.

After all, look at the true function of everything in his palace.

Although the night pearl is dazzling and can be used for lighting, it is not a normal night pearl, but a night pearl produced from deep horror. It contains aura, and it is embedded in the dormitory, which can make people ears clear and full of spirit.

The surface of the white jade screen is exactly like the air conditioner in summer. In fact, Han Bingyu has certain help to people's repair and injury.

There is also a carved wine bottle on the table, which can automatically filter any toxicity, which is simply the best must-have for home travel.

"I can see other things, but this thing, I really can't see it."

Emperor Gou laughed and said, "Willn't it be a sentiment token that a woman gave Ergouzi?"

Di Fu shook his heart and laughed, "Since it is a sentiment token sent by a girl from other people, then I still don't want to play with it."

She was about to return to the table, and the temple door suddenly opened.

The hand holding the Yupan gushed guilty, and immediately fell to the ground, fragmented.

Di Fu looked at Ye Zhongyuan who came in, petrified in place.

Ye Zhongyuan's eyes were not on the broken jade plate on the ground, but he came in with **** soup. "Shake, you drink **** soup first."

"Don't you have to chop my head after drinking?" Di Fuya hugs his head in fear, for fear of being accidentally chopped by some emperor.

Ye Zhongyuan smiled without anger, "What am I doing to cut your head?"

Pets are too late, how can they be willing to hurt her?

"Because ... because I broke your things ..." Di Fuyao was very guilty!

After all, this is a token of sentiment from other girls!

She fell into slag, and was very kind.

"This thing ..." Ye Zhongyuan's gaze was put on the broken jade plate on the ground. After looking at it for two seconds, he shook his head, "It's not mine."

"Not yours?" Di Fu shook for a moment. "What I saw on the table, wouldn't your things be here?"

Ye Zhongyuan squinted slightly, waving a hand, a cluster of black light emitted from his hand, like a sharp blade, instantly shattered the broken jade plate into powder, the wind blew and disappeared.

"Don't worry about this." His wicked and handsome face was full of expectations, "Come here, drink **** soup."

"I never drink such things." Di Fu frowned.

"What kind of thing?" Ye Chongyuan said bitterly, "This is **** soup. You have soaked in the water cell for so many days, and you have a lot of cold. You must drink **** soup to drive off the cold."

Di Fuyao remained unmoved.

She likes food, but she doesn't like to drink medicine, especially the medicine that is bitter.

Ye Zhongyuan seemed to see her mind and smiled: "The **** soup is not bitter, I specially put you a little more brown sugar, sweet and delicious."

"Really?" Di Fuyao was dubious.

"Really."

Then she came over to take the porcelain bowl and took a small sip.

I found that it was not as spicy and bitter as I thought, and I drank it.

"Is it delicious?" Ye Chongyuan asked earnestly, Jun Ji's eyes were full of shining wing.

Di Fuya nodded contentedly: "The taste of **** soup made by Yuche is just great!"

I don't know why, it's just a bowl of plain **** soup. She drank it, but she felt a kind of sweetness in her heart.

Maybe it is an illusion. After spending so long in the dark water cellar, drinking something to warm my body feels sweet.

Ye Zhongyuan looked at the contentment in her face, and she was greatly satisfied in her heart!

He didn't bother to waste dozens of pounds of fresh **** to make a perfect bowl of **** soup ...

After drinking the **** soup, Di Fuyao thought about leaving.

"Well, Ye Zhongyuan, I still have something to do, let's go!"

As soon as she stepped on her forefoot, the corner of her dress was pulled by a certain emperor.

"Where are you going?" Ye Zhongyuan looked at her resentfully.

"Go home!" Di Fu shook his chin, and "I haven't been home for a long time!"

"Are you worried about Shirasawa and Huoer?"

"Yes, I have been away from Nanxuan for more than a month. The two babies are at home, and they will definitely be upset."

"They are really upset ..."

Di Fuyao heard what was wrong in his words and asked, "Do you know what?"