Madam, did she abuse the scum today?

Chapter 274 Shouldn't be too unpalatable... right?
All these years of persistence and waiting have finally paid off, and it is worth it!

When he returned to the main hall, Murong Yue had already washed and changed into clean clothes. He was sitting on the sofa, holding a simple ancient book in his hand and carefully reading it.

The white shirt and black trousers perfectly outlined his figure. Even though he was sitting at this time, his long legs with no place to rest were still particularly eye-catching.

The shirt was only buttoned up to the chest, the neckline was open, revealing honey-colored skin, the sleeves were rolled up to the wrist, and an expensive diamond watch was worn on the porcelain white wrist.

Perhaps because he had just taken a bath, his face, which was originally as transparent as paper, had now become a little blood-colored, his black hair was still dripping with water, sticking softly to his forehead, and his eyes were pitch black. , the corners of the pale lips raised slightly with a shallow arc.

There was a faint bookish atmosphere around him, which made him look a little less common sickness, and a little more healthy and refined that is rarely seen.

Empress Zhao stood outside the door, quietly watching his appearance at this moment, she was a little stunned for a while.

She didn't come to her senses until the female officer behind her reminded her.

Feeling sore and hot in her heart, Empress Zhao blinked the corners of her hot eyes, suppressed the soreness in her heart, and walked in.

"Yueer, what are you looking at?"

Standing still in front of him, Queen Zhao looked down at the book in his hand, and asked softly.

Then he casually picked up the dry towel beside him, and gently wiped his wet hair for him.

"Mother, it was the strategy of war given to me by the Second Young Master Gu."

"Really?" Upon hearing that it was a gift from Gu Xuan, Empress Zhao's eyes lit up, and the smile on her face deepened.

Murong Yue nodded slightly.

"Yueer, since it is a gift from the second son, you must read it carefully and study hard, you know?"

The Gu family has a large collection of books, and many of them are extinct orphans. They are rare treasures that are hard to find.

Gu Xuan's action must be extraordinary, and besides, he gave Yue'er a book of war, which must have a deep meaning.

Thinking of these, Empress Zhao was very excited.

At this moment, Empress Zhao was extremely thankful that she had never opposed the Gu family.

"Yue'er, the little princess of the Gu family has helped us so much, this kindness must be remembered in our hearts, you know?"

"Queen, don't worry, my son will never forget."

"Yes." Queen Zhao nodded, "You have always been an independent person, and the Queen Mother believes in you."

After the words fell, she didn't talk, but just lowered her head and wiped his hair seriously.

The towel in her hand was soaked, so she changed it again, and so on. After about ten minutes, his hair was completely dry.

Passing the towel in her hand to the palace man, Empress Zhao turned her head to look at the wall clock, "Yueer, what do you want for lunch, the queen mother will make it for you."

Murong Yue flicked the pages of the book, thinking of her horrific cooking skills, he frowned slightly, "Mother, just let the chef do it, let me talk to you."

"Don't, Yue'er, my mother hasn't cooked for you for a long time. It's rare that you have time to accompany me today. I will definitely make a meal for you by myself."

Murong Yue: "..."

Pressing the center of his eyebrows, he looked up at his mother who was in high spirits, and opened his mouth, unable to bear to spoil her interest.

In order not to let his stomach be poisoned by her dark dishes, Murong Jing frowned and thought for a while, before speaking with a smile.

"Mother, let's eat something simple. I have something to do in the afternoon. Please cook a bowl of egg noodles for me."

Empress Zhao frowned slightly, "Yue'er, your body is recovering now, and you need to take care of it most. You can't just eat noodles. You wait, and the queen mother will cook you a big meal."

"Queen, I've been feeling sick to my stomach for the past two days, so I want to eat something light. Just cook a bowl of noodles for me. I haven't eaten for a long time."

Queen Zhao: "..."

Why does she feel that Yue'er is questioning her cooking skills?

Although it's true, her cooking skills are indeed not so good, but it's not to the point where she can't eat!
Moreover, recently, her cooking skills have improved a lot!

Empress Zhao frowned, "Yue'er, are you sure you only eat noodles? In the past two days, my mother..."

"Mother, I want to eat noodles."

Listening to his words, Empress Zhao's phrase 'cooking skills have improved a lot' just got stuck in her throat, neither spitting nor swallowing.

Looking at his pale handsome face, seeing the hope in his eyes, Empress Zhao suppressed the disappointment in her heart and smiled lightly.

"Okay, let's eat noodles, Yue'er, wait a moment, the queen mother will do it now."

"it is good."

Nodding slightly, Murong Yue frowned and looked at her brisk back, with a complicated look on her face.

A bowl of the simplest egg noodles, the queen mother should not make it too unpalatable... right...

Shaking his head, Murong Yue chuckled, lowered his head, and continued to flip through the pages of the book.

More than ten minutes later, Empress Zhao went back with the tray.

Putting the tray on the coffee table, Empress Zhao handed the noodles to Murong Yue as if offering a treasure, and said with a smile, "Yueer, the noodles are ready, eat quickly."

Murong Yue: "..."

He lowered his eyes and looked at the paste in front of him just after cooking, the eggs scattered into egg flowers with eggshells floating on them, and the chopped green onions were sliced ​​directly into noodles. His brows twitched and his forehead fell down. Black line.

Sure enough, he knew it!
He shouldn't have too much hope for his mother's cooking skills!

"Yue'er, eat quickly, it won't taste good after a while."

Murong Yue: "..."

Empress, aren't you confused now?

Where can I go if I am confused?

"Yueer?" After not seeing him reach out for a long time, Empress Zhao frowned slightly, the smile on her face faded a lot, she pursed the corners of her lips, she said with a little confidence.

"Yue'er, my mother has already tasted it. It's delicious, but it doesn't look good."

Seeing the disappointment on her face, Murong Yue's heart twitched, he put down his theory, and took the bowl with his hand.

Upon seeing this, Empress Zhao immediately picked up the chopsticks and handed them to him, urging with a smile, "Yueer, eat quickly."

"it is good."

With a lump of noodles in his hands, Murong Yue frowned slightly, but under her expectant eyes, he stuffed the noodles into his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, his complexion changed slightly, but soon returned to normal.

The eggshell creaked in her mouth, she seemed to have put the whole bag of salt in it, and the egg was undercooked, the strong fishy and salty smell intertwined to stimulate his taste buds and poison his stomach, making him His brows were furrowed, and the expression on his face was indescribable.

However, Empress Zhao looked at him unblinkingly with her beautiful eyes open, her eyes full of stars, her face full of anticipation, "Yueer, is it delicious?"

Murong Yue: "..."

Swallowing the food in his mouth without changing his expression, he took out a tissue and wiped the corner of his mouth, and said in a warm voice, "Well, the mother's cooking skills have indeed improved a lot."

At least, this time, she just put the whole bag of salt, no sugar, MSG and other messy seasonings in it.

(End of this chapter)