Quick wear female with poison male god guidebook

Chapter 46
Shen Qiaoan breathed a sigh of relief, tightened her rough cotton and linen jacket, and was about to sneak away until dawn with her arms folded.

"Cuckoo" but his stomach growled uncomfortably. Shen Qiaoan hugged her stomach and remembered that the original owner of this body only had breakfast today. Later, when he heard that the emperor had chosen the curtain and agreed to serve him in bed, he was busy late at night, and then stayed at the Watching outside the room, waiting for orders, until now.

Shen Qiaoan couldn't fall asleep because of his stomach ache, and Shen Qiaoan was so hungry that he glanced at the little eunuch beside him. He seemed to be used to the night watch, and at this moment his body was leaning on the big pillar, with his head bowed and sleeping lightly.

Swallowing, Shen Qiaoan stood on tiptoe, dressed like a cat, and walked towards the imperial dining room in her memory.

Shen Qiaoan was a little unaccustomed to wearing a foot-length skirt for the first time, but she still staggered to the imperial dining room as quickly as possible.

The imperial dining room is a special kitchen for the emperor's concubines. There are crowds during the day, but the door is locked at night, and there are soldiers guarding the door at any time.

Of course, Shen Qiaoan would not be so stupid as to enter through the main entrance, so she chose to climb over the wall.

Observing the walking track of the patrolling guards, Shen Qiaoan avoided the soldiers and found a taller tree. She grew up in the mountains when she was a child, and she was also very skinny. She often competed with the boys in the village to climb trees.

So Shen Qiaoan easily went up the tree in front of her, jumped into the imperial dining room, and came to the main kitchen. She found a lot of food, but they were all raw chicken, duck and fish, and there were a lot of vegetables, but she didn't dare to open fire blatantly.

Fortunately, Shen Qiaoan turned over a few steamed buns in the cupboard. Although there were no pickles, Shen Qiaoan, who was extremely hungry, ate one in a hurry.

The steamed buns of this dynasty were big and hard, and Shen Qiaoan felt choked after eating one, so she started looking for water to drink.

Turning the corner, Shen Qiaoan found tea in the small room by the side door, which should be the place where the master chefs of the royal dining room usually eat.

While finding tea on the table, Shen Qiaoan also found the man sitting at the table drinking alone.

This man is dressed in ordinary white clothes, but has an extraordinary temperament, a pair of phoenix eyes, dark and arrogant eyes, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips are enchanting, thin lips curled up in a careless arc, his chin is as cold as a nobleman, and his black hair is pouring out. Underneath, the whole person is extremely lazy, and reveals a touch of evil charm and coquettishness.

It is so enchanting that it seems that just one glance can make people fall into a cold pool and tremble.

Thinking of this, the man sitting at the table really looked over, his whole body was covered with cold air, he seemed to frowned when he saw Shen Qiaoan wearing a court lady's attire, lowered his eyes, and said in a displeased voice, "Who are you? Why did you appear?" it's here?"

Shen Qiaoan was still holding the steamed buns in both hands, and he kept guessing the identity of the man in his mind. The man was dressed in ordinary clothes, but he had an extraordinary aura. If he was not a son of a rich family in the capital, he was an official in the palace.

If it is said that he came here in the middle of the night blatantly, Shen Qiaoan doesn't believe it. She saw the door locked outside the imperial dining room just now, then this man must have sneaked in to drink just like her.

Stealing into the imperial dining room is a felony, and the two of them are grasshoppers on the same rope right now, so why should she be afraid of him?

After figuring this out, Shen Qiaoan didn't write any ink, walked to the table in a few steps, hugged the kettle on the wooden table, and started drinking.

The man didn't seem to expect that Shen Qiaoan would ignore his words. He gave her a surprised look, then lowered his head to drink and eat the appetizers.

After drinking the tea, Shen Qiaoan felt that her throat was much more comfortable, but her body was very weak, so she simply sat on the chair by her feet, rolled up her cumbersome and long skirt, and spread herself out on the chair, gnawing on the cup of tea in her hand with relish. Steamed bun.

"How dignified you are sitting like this!"

Some slightly angry and cold voices came from the man beside him.

　The old story is over, and a new story is started. Is there no author who I will vote for?so poor(?_?)
　　


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