The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 868 Noodle Soup

Xie Chu came back from the palace, as soon as he entered the gate of the mansion, passed through the surrounding pavilions, and arrived at the inner courtyard, he could smell the fragrance from a distance. Song Xieyu's courtyard was noisy, and the laughter of women could be heard very lively.

Yang Jin was also surprised, the princess was born in the Huaiyin palace, even though she had a bad reputation, the rules of the people around her were first-class, when did she make such a noise?

Xie Chu paused for a moment before entering the door. After passing through the arched door, he saw Yu Shu and Yuxian squatting. A bonfire was set up in the middle of the yard. On top of it was an iron frame, wearing a stripped wild goose, and was roasting. The sizzling oil.

Yang Jin looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't recover for a long time. He looked at Xie Chu with a shocked face. Is the princess barbecuing in the yard?In the capital, I am afraid that only the princess can do this...

Yushu added firewood to the bonfire, and Yuxian controlled the heat of the roasted wild geese. The two had a clear division of labor, methodical and quick.

"His Royal Highness King Yong."

Yuxian was the first to notice someone approaching, and when she saw that it was Xie Chu, she hurriedly greeted him.

Hearing this movement, Song Xieyu turned her head, her wide sleeves were rolled up, and wet flour was on her hands.

"What are you busy with?" Xie Chu's mouth was slightly curved, and he strode over.

As we got closer, we realized that there was a row of strangely shaped dumplings on the table.

"It's not a festival, why do you suddenly want to pack this?"

A look of embarrassment appeared on Song Xieyu's face, the tips of her ears were red, and her face was as beautiful as peaches and plums.

Everyone has their own skills, and they have their own strengths. She has always kept her fingers in the water, and it is not a shameful thing that she is not good at cooking.

Song Xieyu silently made excuses for herself, but as soon as her eyes touched the crumpled and rotten "dumplings" on the chopping board, her self-confidence just disappeared without a trace.

It's really...too unreliable.

Song Xieyan also looked like she couldn't bear to look directly at her, her gaze was dodged, and she didn't dare to see her brother-in-law's face.

She really tried her best, but maybe her best efforts were not enough, she needed to work hard...

Song Xieyu regained his composure and forced his respect: "Getting dumplings in the car and getting noodles in the car, we have gone through life and death once, so naturally we have to eat dumplings to drive away the bad luck."

Song Xieyu lost her breath and said, "Yushu, clean up the batter and let the small kitchen make some."

Yushu had expected it in her heart, and she was not surprised at this time. Their princesses have been spoiled since they were young. Wherever they have done this kind of rough work, they just treat it as a hobby, just have fun, and have fun.

"No need."

Just as Yushu got up, Xie Chu suddenly spoke, her voice was low and sandy, with her usual cold accent.

Yu Shu was stunned for a moment, and stood there, hesitating, not daring to move.

Xie Chu picked up the chopping board and the baked dumplings with one hand, and handed them to Yushu with an unquestionable tone.

Yushu hurriedly brought it over with both hands, and almost missed it so suddenly, but fortunately, Yang Jin who was at the side helped her, so she didn't fall to the ground.

Song Xieyu was quite surprised, looked suspiciously at Xie Chu, and was skeptical of his words: "Third brother, is he serious? If this pot goes on, it won't be dumplings. If you cook it, it will become noodle soup." .”

She tried to persuade her, but the smile on her face was extremely bright and shining, her peach blossom eyes were like crescent moons, and her eyes were burning.

On Xie Chu's cold and indifferent face, there was a subtle smile in his eyes. Yang Jin sighed while watching, and simply took the chopping board over, squatted down, and put all the dumplings aside to burn open pot.

As expected, as soon as these dumplings entered the water, they fell apart immediately, and the clear soup became cloudy, and it really became a pot of noodle soup.

"Princess, you don't know, Your Highness usually likes this noodle soup. You and His Highness really have a good understanding."

Yang Jin skillfully put the chopping board back, while talking nonsense.

From the corner of the eye, Xie Chu glanced at him, the meaning was unclear, Yang Jin was right, he was not lying, although his master was born in the royal family and had a noble status, he had not lived a few days since he was a child. I went to the border when I was 14 years old.

In that hellish place, some food is good, how can you pick and choose?
Therefore, Xie Chu really has no taboos, not to mention that the concubine made this noodle soup by herself. With this kind of heart, even if laxatives were added to this noodle soup, His Royal Highness would just eat it without changing his face.

Yushu listened half-believingly, and talked to the side to ease the atmosphere: "So, that's really a mistake, isn't it a coincidence?"

She is innocent, carefree and carefree, and really made everyone smile, even Yang Jin's usual black face also showed a smile.

Unlike the girl Yushu, both Song Xieyu and Song Xieyan knew in their hearts that Yang Jin was talking nonsense with his eyes open.

His Royal Highness King Yong's best dish is actually noodle soup. No one would believe it when word spread.

But she didn't intend to delve into it further. What she eats is an artistic conception. It's fine if she wants to, and she doesn't have to drink up the whole pot of noodle soup.

This meal is a taste of elegance.

The pot of noodle soup boiled very quickly, and it was cooked in a short while.

Yuxian also saw some tricks from the side, this noodle soup is fresh, and it was used by His Highness to make the princess happy. If it really wants to fill the stomach, it really must be a few wild geese that she just roasted in her hand.

She just wanted to take a knife to divide the roasted geese in her hand, and she was also planning to ask the small kitchen to send some pastries in case of emergencies.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Yushu beside her happily holding a large spoon, and holding a large bowl in her other hand, and was pouring the noodle soup into it.

Before it was too late to stop, Yushu had already put the bowl in front of King Yong...

Yuxian choked for a moment, her whole face went numb, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this girl usually looks smart, why is she so naive today?Do you still take Guard Yang's words seriously?
Yang Jin was also dumbfounded at this moment, apparently he didn't expect Yu Shu to believe him without hearing that he was joking.

The atmosphere was awkward for a while, and Yu Shu also realized something strange after a while, but she missed the door and failed to turn the corner.

It was Song Xieyu who burst out laughing, which caused the atmosphere to relax. Song Xieyu smiled and leaned forward, with tears in his eyes. Seeing Yushu's still ignorant appearance, he couldn't help scolding: "Stupid, you This flattery can be regarded as being patted on the horse's leg."

Yuxian couldn't laugh or cry, she put the piece of wild goose meat in her hand on the table, and pulled Yushu down.

Touching Yushu's forehead, Yuxian hated iron for being weak: "Why do you believe what guard Yang says? Why don't you see you being so obedient to me on weekdays?"

Having said that, Yushu finally came to her senses and looked at Yang Jin bitterly, half annoyed and half ashamed.

Yang Jin touched his nose quite innocently, his eyes dodged, and he was a little overwhelmed. Because of this strange color, his always cold black face blended into the night.

(End of this chapter)