Every male protagonist wants to fuck me

Chapter 241 And use the title to lure the king's heart (29)

The original chicken soup is stewed, and when the lid is lifted, the aroma overflows, attracting many coveted eyes.

Xi Ning took the porcelain pot prepared on the side, and carefully scooped the chicken soup into the pot. The chicken he picked was also mostly lean meat, with small bones and easy to debone.

The hazy yellow light has submerged into the horizon, and the sky shows a washed gradient blue.

"Your Majesty, it's already getting late, why don't you let the servants go for you?"

Xi Ning put the porcelain jar on the tray and picked it up steadily, regardless of the fact that his appearance might not be very dignified, he said excitedly: "How can this be done, I have worked hard all afternoon, and His Majesty must let His Majesty experience this in person. The palace's intentions."

The sky was dark, and the dim stars hung pitifully on the dark blue curtain.

Most of the floors in the palace are flat, but in order to highlight the majesty of the palace and conform to the terrain, many steps will be built invariably, and there is indeed a risk of wrestling.

But Xi Ning is not a pampered and pampered daughter, nor is she an idiot who can only cry and cry, who can even overturn a porcelain jar, so she really traveled through so many planes for nothing, and her mother's training was for nothing.

"Hold a few more lamps, Fengyi Hall is not far from Zhaohe Hall, and we will arrive soon."

A group of people headed to the Zhaohe Hall with lanterns in their hands.

Showa Hall is brightly lit, and it is daunting before you get close.

Different from the sense of oppression brought by the imperial power in the past, today's Showa Hall reveals a sense of inviolability from above. The eunuch who used to serve the emperor stood tremblingly at the door, his back stretched like a stretched rubber band. Don't dare to relax in the slightest.

The atmosphere outside the hall was solemn and solemn.

Seeing Xi Ning from afar, the eunuch rushed to greet him, crying like seeing a savior.

"The slave sends greetings to the empress."

"You don't need to be too polite." Xi Ning nodded casually, his eyes drifted to the closed palace door, and asked curiously: "Why isn't your father-in-law serving His Majesty today?"

The eunuch wiped off his sweat, and his back trembled unconsciously due to the long-term tension.

"Your Majesty is in a bad mood today, so don't let the servants wait on you."

Even if he lets it go, he doesn't dare.I don't know why, today's His Majesty made his hair stand on his head, and he didn't dare to look at it, and even felt a sense of inferiority in his heart.

All in all, today's Majesty is creepy, fearful and revered from the bottom of his heart.

Xi Ning probably understands his mood. If it wasn't for hugging her thighs, she would also want to stay away from such a person. It is too oppressive and psychologically stressful, and it will make her unconsciously recall the interviewer's eye-catching ceremony in those years. .

"Your Majesty, do you need a servant to inform you?"

"There is Mr. Lao."

Xi Ning nodded friendly.

The eunuch walked to the door of the hall, knocked on the door twice, with an extremely respectful tone, and his posture was as low as the dust.

"Your Majesty, the empress is here to see you."

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and a distant and indifferent voice sounded.

"Come in."

Xi Ning: It's more like an interview.

The door of the hall opened, and Xi Ning entered with a porcelain pot. As soon as she entered, the door of the hall closed behind her.

Just as she was about to raise her eyes to see where the little Lord God was, a very oppressive sight pierced her from the front right, making her scalp numb and her fingers unconsciously curled up.

Bite the bullet, Xi Ning slowly moved towards the line of sight with the soup in his hand and began to move quickly.

"It's just you and me, there's no need to be formal." The cold and indifferent voice was obviously calm and tolerant, but it just made people feel tense for no reason.

Licking his lower teeth with the tip of his tongue, resisting the urge to put down his things and run away, Xi Ning mustered up the courage to look at the person in front of him.

The man sat on the soft couch with his back straight, holding a good Langhao brush in his hand, and stacks of memorials on the small table in front of him.

At this moment, he raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were picturesque, frosty and snowy, his nose bridge was straight, his thin lips were lightly pursed, noble and restrained were engraved in his bones, and his temperament was alienated and indifferent, as if no one could affect his mood .

Xi Ning put the porcelain pot in the spare corner of the small table, picked up a white jade bowl to fill a bowl, and handed it to the little Lord God with both hands, explaining in his heart: "I caused the adult to fall into the water, and I should make up for it. This is the chicken soup I made by myself, the taste may not be as good as the one made by Yuchu, but it represents my whole heart, and I hope you will accept it."

After saying these sincere words, Xi Ning lowered her head nervously, not daring to make the slightest contact with the little lord god's eyes. She was afraid of glancing at him, and her courage would be exhausted in an instant.

There were gentle ripples in the black and glazed eyes, and Jun Zhuo, who had always been taught to restrain his emotions, couldn't help pulling the corners of his lips. The upward arc was light and shallow, and it couldn't be seen without looking carefully.

He took the white jade bowl from the girl's hand, and when he left, his cold fingertips inadvertently brushed across the back of the girl's hand. The warm touch made him feel hotter than the heat of the bowl wall.

The place where the skin touched was numb and itchy, Xi Ning withdrew his hand and quickly covered it under his sleeve, and quickly grabbed it with the other hand, and the inexplicable itchiness was suppressed.

The little lord god does everything with elegance and dignity, and the posture of drinking soup in a leisurely manner is even more pleasing to the eye.

Xi Ning stared intently at the boy's action of drinking the soup, watching the soup slide down the boy's throat, and his sexy and delicate Adam's apple rolled.

After two seconds of silence, Xi Ning couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart, and asked nervously: "What do you think, sir? If something is wrong, you must say it, and I will change it tomorrow."

In fact, Xi Ning still has confidence in her cooking skills, but for some reason, she was inexplicably nervous, and even at the moment when the little master god tasted it, her heart beat like never before.

Jun Zhuo put down the porcelain spoon, his gaze fell on Xi Ning's face with tense eyes, and his light voice was calm.

"very good."

Xi Ning's heart hanging in the air returned to its original position.

In the huge palace, the two sat facing each other. One drank chicken soup quietly, while the other watched her drink quietly. The atmosphere was quiet, but there was a stagnation factor called embarrassment floating in the air.

Xi Ning looked at the little Lord God for a while, then looked away, staring erratically at the screen behind the Little Lord God, watching the pen and strokes of the horse above, the outline lines, thinking about the state of mind of the person who painted this picture.

The small light in my mind flickered quickly, as if wanting to remind me of something, but before I could make a sound, I was strangled in my throat by an understatement.

After drinking a bowl of chicken soup, Jun Zhuo put the porcelain bowl aside, Xi Ning took the bowl knowingly and wanted to fill another bowl, but was stopped by the little lord god calmly.

"This body can only eat so much."

Xi Ning Shengtang's movements paused, and almost subconsciously raised his eyes and landed on the boy's waist and abdomen, with 12 doubts about the words of the little master god.

impossible?

That day when Murong Jue fell into the water, she touched him through his clothes, and found that this man's figure was very good, with shark muscles and mermaid lines, and his abdominal muscles were clearly defined, just right and firm.

(End of this chapter)