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Chapter 132 About 'Spicy Chicken'

The secret guard looked a little dazed, and his hands trembled slightly to check Situ Lan's breath.

I'm afraid that just now when he was in a hurry, he really couldn't control his strength and smashed the person to death.

But fortunately, when the hidden guard's hand really touched Situ Lan's breath, Situ Lan's breathing was still very steady, and it didn't look serious.

Of course, it was also because Qiao Yue had no intention of killing Situ Lan.

Otherwise, it's hard to say whether Situ Lan's life can be saved today...

The dark guard heaved a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand and gently pushed Situ Lan's body and asked, "Miss?"

As for Qiao Yue's taunt just now, the hidden guard seemed to be deaf, pretending that he didn't hear it, and didn't respond at all.

Situ Lan's body was limp and did not move.

Seeing this, the dark guard wrinkled his forehead into a word of Sichuan.

The dark guard didn't stand there for long, and carefully hugged Situ Lan horizontally.

Then, he raised his eyes and took a deep look at Qiao Yue and Qiao Zifei.

Then he turned around, hugged Situ Lan without saying a word, and flew away with light work.

Seeing that the owner of Xiaoyao Wangfu is still standing here, he dared to run away boldly!

Don't even go through the door!
"It's great to have internal strength!" Qiao Yue stood there, and couldn't help complaining in the direction the dark guard left with her hands on her hips.

"When the princess's father comes back, the princess must ask my father to get a few hidden guards for the princess, specially to deal with you who are always flying around the walls and not going to the front door! Hot chicken!"

Qiao Zifei was stunned: "Sister, you." Don't forget to pay attention to your identity as the princess.

Also, what does spicy chicken mean?
Why did my sister suddenly say this?
Are you craving spicy chicken?

Qiao Zifei guessed.
However, the taste of the spicy chicken is really good, the taste is spicy and tender, and the aftertaste is endless. Qiao Zifei can't help but want to drool when he thinks of the taste.

He might as well tell Qing Dai to prepare a plate of spicy chicken on the dinner table later.

Qiao Zifei thought so, and acted quickly to tell Qing Dai about it.

So when Qiao Yue was having lunch, seeing a plate of bright red spicy chicken suddenly appeared among the usual light dishes, Qiao Yue still had a puzzled expression on her face.

Turning around, he asked Qing Dai who was standing beside him: "Why is it so good, the big kitchen thought of making spicy chicken for the princess today?"

Qing Dai looked surprised and asked back: "Isn't it because you want to eat, the princess, that the young master told Qing Dai to go to the big kitchen?"

Qiao Yue: "."

When did she say she wanted to eat chicken?
Why doesn't she know it herself?
Qiao Yue was stunned, and turned to look at Qiao Zifei again: "My princess remembers, didn't my princess say that I want to eat chicken today?"

Qiao Zifei was even more confused than she: "But in the front yard, after Situ Lan's master and servant left, wasn't it my sister talking about the hot chicken?"

"Spicy chicken, doesn't it mean spicy chicken? My sister suddenly said this, don't you want to eat this dish?" Qiao Zifei analyzed with a serious face.

Then he turned back to his dazed face: "Could it be that Zifei misunderstood what sister meant before?"

Qiao Yue was silent after listening to Honey: "."

"Why doesn't sister talk?" Seeing Qiao Yue's silence, Qiao Zifei couldn't help asking again.

"Hmmm, it might be that the princess accidentally forgot what she said. It's okay! It's okay! Continue to eat." Qiao Yue began to laugh.

"Speaking of which, the princess hasn't eaten such a spicy dish for a long time, and I really miss it when I see it now." While talking, Qiao Yue picked up her chopsticks.

　good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)