This evil king is a little annoying

Chapter 406 He's Just a Family Dog

"That's all I can do for you." Qian Chengyin sighed, and retracted the long sword into the scabbard.

Hearing the sound, Zhou Yi entered the tent and was taken aback when he saw the envoy lying on the ground: "Your Majesty, why did you kill the envoy?"

"He's not an envoy, he's just a family dog."

Qian Chengyin always has his reasons for doing things, and the most frightening thing is that Qian Chengyin never made a mistake even if he took a slanted sword, so Zhou Feng didn't ask much even if he didn't understand.

"Your Majesty, our reinforcements will arrive tomorrow." Zhou Feng turned to talk about the strength of the troops.

After all, there are only less than 20 troops now. Although the battlefield has been winning cleverly, the march is progressing slowly, but if the rest of the troops arrive, Qian Chengyin's talent will naturally be overwhelming.

"If not, I'm afraid I should lose to him." Qian Chengyin turned and sat back at the desk, and glanced at the map spread on the table.

Of course Zhou Feng knew that what Qian Chengyin said was a bet with Prince Yu, but Zhou Feng didn't understand this bet that would damage a lot of Dongling's troops.

"Your Majesty, Shu Chen said bluntly, even if you win Young Master Yu, Su Qiqi won't treat you differently, so why should you care?"

"A letter from Monday, if you were me, would you be willing?"

When Zhou Yifeng heard Qian Chengyin's words, he immediately understood what Qian Chengyin was thinking.

No one would be reconciled to this kind of thing, but Qian Chengyin would definitely not do nonsense things. The depression that has nowhere to vent can only be vented on such insignificant things.

Looking at Qian Chengyin, Zhou Feng felt inexplicably sour in his heart. Speaking of it, it was also his own fault that Qian Chengyin lost Su Qiqi.

"Your Majesty, with your current prestige and your character, I don't know how many Dongling women admire and love you, so you just forget about Su Qiqi." These were the words Zhou Yan kept in his heart and never dared to say.

Taking this opportunity, he finally spit it out.

"A letter from Monday. There are many things I can do, but this one is not included."

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There is a gleaming gold pot, the water in the pot is bubbling, and a layer of red peppers is spread on the water.

The aroma of the condiments permeates the air, making people salivate when they smell it.

Xiaozhu stepped on the table at one side, looked at the chicken pieces cooking in the pot, and kept gesticulating: "The fire is too small, turn it up, turn it up, wait a minute, I didn't let you become like this, you Are you going to burn the house down?"

Gongzi Yu put his hand under the golden pot, controlling the black flame in his palm, and cooked the hot pot chicken according to Xiao Zhu's instructions.

According to what Xiaozhu said, the flames grow big and small, and the fire is controlled.

"Xiaozhu, you just cook a chicken, do you need me to control the heat like refining medicine?"

Young Master Yu couldn't help complaining that he was standing by the stove stupidly, and he was cooking hot pot chicken!

"You know what, you think it's just hot pot chicken? Vulgar! Stupid! It's a work of art, a great work of art!" Xiaozhu was eloquent and eloquent.

But I have to admit that the taste of this chicken makes people hungry before eating it. It is really delicious.

"Okay, okay, a work of art." Young Master Yu was powerless to argue, and continued to stare intently at the stove, controlling the flame in his hand.

This hot pot chicken is made for Zi Tong.

To be precise, after making it, let Nangong Shengduan feed it to Zitong.

For the sake of Nangong Sheng's feelings, Su Qiqi and Gongzi Yu were also worried, and they discussed all kinds of ideas.

(End of this chapter)