Genius Alchemist

The emperor of Nangong stayed in the hidden palace all afternoon until it was almost dark outside. He still wanted more.

There was still an endless smile on his face, which made Nangong emperor feel incredible. If someone had told him that he had spent an afternoon with Nangong Yin and talked about Sheng Huan, he would definitely think that man was talking nonsense.

But now, he experienced it himself.

"Emperor, it's getting late. Shall we go to dinner first?"

Shen Changle suggested with a smile.

Nangong emperor nodded, looking a little unnatural, and so did Nangong Yin. Looking at their awkward appearance, Shen Changle was helpless, but he also knew that the two father and son had been estranged for more than ten years, and they could not remove their resentment overnight.

Shen Changle called Nangong housekeeper. When Nangong housekeeper heard that Nangong emperor was going to stay for dinner, he was excited and looked like a great enemy. The people in the whole hidden palace look like a great enemy. They are afraid that one carelessness will annoy the Nangong emperor. That's not good.

All the people in the Manchu family raised their spirits and began to be busy.

The small kitchen was even more flustered. I was afraid that the food I cooked was not to the emperor's taste, or that I had violated the emperor's taboo. They have never served the emperor, but they don't know what the emperor doesn't like.

"Be careful and don't make any mistakes. Otherwise, the emperor will be unhappy and we will all die. Do you hear me?"

Cried the kitchen manager.

"Yes."

The busy people in the kitchen quickly answered. They were very busy one by one. Many people had some complaints in their hearts.

Nangong emperor always disliked their prince. What did he do and made them suffer? Of course, they only dared to whisper and think in their hearts. If the manager heard it, they would die.

"Who knows the emperor's preference? How do we know what taboos he has, whether he likes spicy food or not?"

Someone whispered, some dissatisfied.

The prince of their family has been neglected by the Nangong emperor for so many years. They are not without resentment. Who hasn't lost his temper.

Murong Yun cut the dishes silently and didn't speak, but listening to the whispers of the people around him, his heart still couldn't help trembling.

She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, letting herself get rid of her thoughts.

Murong Yun, do you have a little backbone? Do you still think about what the man did, how he treated you and how he made you miserable? Have you forgotten?

"Hey, wait --"

Murong Yun looked at the chef in charge and hesitated for a moment. He still reminded: "the emperor doesn't like vinegar. He doesn't like it at all. Don't add vinegar."

Murong Yun didn't think of Nangong emperor. She said this for her son.

The relationship between Nangong emperor and Nangong Yin has finally eased a little. She doesn't want to make Nangong emperor dissatisfied with Nangong Yin because of such a small matter.

She always knew that Nangong Emperor didn't like Nangong Yin. Although it was just a small matter, it was bad for Nangong emperor to accuse Nangong Yin.

It's no wonder Murong Yun thinks so badly about Nangong emperor. Who let Nangong emperor stay with her has long been a blacklist.

"Mother Yun, how do you know what the emperor is forbidden to eat?" the master quickly put down the vinegar in his hand and stared at Murong Yun curiously.

The house was full of people.

Murong Yun's face stiffened for a moment and said, "I... some people in my family have stayed in the palace before, so I have a simple understanding of the emperor's preferences."

"This is a good thing!"

The man in the kitchen was overjoyed: "then tell us what the emperor doesn't like to eat. The emperor rarely eats in the palace. We can't leave a bad impression on him."

The master said, thought about it, and directly gave the shovel to Murong Yun: "forget it, just cook. We'll start for you."

Murongyun's cooking is the best among them. Even Lord Yin likes her cooking best. In addition, she knows the love of Nangong emperor, so it's very suitable for her to take the spoon.

Murong Yun really didn't want to cook the meal, but people all over the room looked at her eagerly. She really couldn't find a reason to refuse.

Just, just cook a meal.

On the preferences of Nangong emperor, no one knows better than her.

Even after entering the palace, every time the Nangong emperor came to her palace, she cooked in person.

Nangong emperor said that he likes to eat the rice she cooked. He likes it very much and hopes to eat it all his life.

At that time, they were really happy. Everyone in the palace admired them, but they fell into the water to see the flowers and had a dream.

Murong Yun endured the strange mood in his heart and began to cook.

After the meal was ready, Nangong housekeeper invited Nangong emperor, Nangong Yin and Shen Changle to the front hall for dinner.

"Emperor, these are all meals cooked in our small kitchen. Naturally, they are not as delicious as those cooked by the imperial chefs in the palace. Therefore, you can't blame them whether they suit your appetite or not."

"In your eyes, I am a tyrant?" the emperor of Nangong deliberately calmed his face and looked like he wanted to accuse Shen Changle.

Shen Changle smiled and was not afraid: "the people of the country live and work in peace and contentment and have never been displaced. The people's respect and love for the emperor is enough to prove that the emperor you are a wise king."

Although the emperor of Nangong still had a cold face, he was obviously a little nervous. He smiled in his tiger eyes.

Very shallow, but it is also a smile after all.

Since Murong Yun's death, Nangong emperor seldom laughed, but in front of Shen Changle, he was always amused by Shen Changle, laughing more often than in the previous ten years.

No wonder the emperor likes to get along with this girl. She is really clever and can talk. She is really pleasant.

Duke Liu finished cooking for Nangong emperor and respectfully stepped aside.

Nangong emperor took out silver chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised meat and tasted it.

The familiar and somewhat strange taste spread in his mouth, and Nangong emperor was stunned.

"Emperor?"

Seeing the emperor of Nangong lost his mind, Shen Changle called. Nangong Yin also looked at him with a puzzled face.

Nangong emperor clenched his hand with silver chopsticks, trembling faintly, and an excited color appeared in his eyes, "where's the person who makes these dishes? Call her over."

Although father-in-law Liu didn't know why Nangong emperor was suddenly interested in a cook, he obeyed his orders and went out respectfully.

"Nangong housekeeper, the emperor said, call the cook."

Nangong housekeeper is not qualified to go in and serve. He can only stay outside the hall. When he sees grandpa Liu coming out, he knows that Nangong emperor has something to order, but he never thought he was talking about this!

The cook

It's Murong Yun!

"Grandpa Liu, I don't know the emperor. Why do you suddenly want to see a cook?" Nangong housekeeper was shocked. Did Nangong emperor find something?

"The emperor's idea can't be guessed by you and me. Just call the cook."

"Yes."

Nangong housekeeper responded dryly and went to the kitchen to call Murong Yun.

Murong Yun was surprised when he heard that the emperor of Nangong wanted to see her.

Well, Emperor Nangong, as the king of a country, summoned a cook for what?

There are only two possibilities. Either the food she cooked is not to the taste of Nangong emperor and made a taboo, or Nangong emperor thinks the food she cooked is very to his taste and wants to be praised.

Whatever it is, Murong Yun doesn't want to go.

But Nangong emperor had asked her to go by name. She would not want to go any more, but had to go there obediently.

In the dining room, Shen Changle and Nangong Yin watched the Nangong emperor eat several kinds of dishes at once. The more they ate, the more excited they seemed. They kept urging grandpa Liu to ask why he hadn't come yet.

Nangong was confused, but Shen Changle guessed something.

Finally, Nangong housekeeper and Murong Yun arrived late.

"Cook Yun, meet the emperor."

Murong Yun knelt down and said coldly.

She lowered her head. Emperor Nangong couldn't see her face clearly. There was a hurry in her voice: "get up and raise your head."

The hand hanging at the waist was clenched into a fist, and the nail was about to sink into the meat. Murong Yun bit the meat on the inner wall of his lip and looked up slowly.

She always hung her eyes and didn't face the Nangong emperor. Her resentment against the Nangong emperor was too deep. She was afraid that she would be unable to help her emotions when she saw the Nangong emperor.

The Nangong emperor also looked at her. When he saw her ordinary face, the light in his eyes dimmed a little, and the excited heart gradually returned to normal.

"Your last name is Yun?"

Nangong emperor's voice was somewhat hoarse and disappointed.

"Yes."

"Did you cook all these dishes?"

"Yes."

The person in front of him, whether in figure, appearance or voice, is completely different from the person he misses all day, completely different

She can't be her.

But the food he cooked was very much like that man's.

"Where did you learn your cooking?" emperor Nangong still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Children from poor families can cook without learning." if you listen carefully, you will find Murong Yun's resentment deliberately restrained in her voice when she answers, but she still reveals it no matter how well she hides it.

Nangong emperor saw how dissatisfied she seemed with herself, but he didn't bother to ask. When he saw Murong Yun, all his eagerness disappeared.

He just felt powerless. The feeling that gave him hope and disappointment made him feel that his strength at the foot of the mountain had been taken away.

"Your cooking is very good. Shall I take you back to the palace to be the imperial chef?"

Nangong housekeeper and Shen Changle were surprised. No one expected that Nangong emperor would come out suddenly.

"I don't want to!" Murong Yun was about to lose control of his emotions. "I don't have any skills. I'm old and half of my body is buried. I really don't want to enter the palace. The hidden King's house is very good. The hidden king is tolerant to us servants, and I don't want to leave here."

"Emperor, you can't do things like this. How can you come to someone's house and take away their cook? If you tell, people will laugh at you."

Shen Changle said, "mother Yun is a hard-working person and is not suitable to stay in the palace. If you like her cooking, the emperor will often come to the palace and ask her to cook for you."

"That's all."

Nangong emperor felt that he was a little obsessed. He didn't look like taking someone back.

The person in front of me, even if her cooking is very similar to someone, is not her after all.

It's no use taking it back if it's not her.

"Mother Yun, you go down first."

Shen Changle winked at Murong Yun and asked her to go out. Murong Yun nodded and quit.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late. Why don't you stay in the hidden palace and go back tomorrow?"

After eating, the outside has been wiped black, Shen Changle suggested.

Nangong emperor looked at the silent Nangong Yin and didn't speak.

Shen Changle quickly touched Nangong Yin with his elbow and motioned him to speak.

"It's late at night. The road is closed by heavy snow. It's not safe to go back."

Nangong Yin said a few words coldly, which was his limit.

Shen Changle thought helplessly that these two father and son are really a headache.

"Then I'll stay."

Nangong didn't say anything, but asked Nangong housekeeper to prepare a room for Nangong emperor to rest.

The Nangong emperor stayed in the palace. The guards of the hidden palace were on guard for fear that someone might sneak in.

If some villains sneak in and hurt Nangong emperor, their lives will not be enough.

Nangong emperor couldn't sleep. When he was in the palace, he was used to sleeping late. He couldn't help sleeping too early, so he couldn't help missing someone.

Therefore, the Nangong emperor has kept himself busy for more than ten years. When he was too busy, he fell asleep, so he wouldn't think nonsense.

But here, there was no official document for him to review. Nangong emperor felt really bored and tight, so he came out for a walk.

Father-in-law Liu was dozing off. Hearing the news, he quickly woke up and saw the Nangong emperor coming out. He took out his heavy cloak and put it on for him: "emperor, it's cold. Be careful not to be frozen. It's late at night. What's the emperor doing out?"

"Just walk around."

"The old slave accompanied the emperor,"

"No, I can walk alone." emperor Nangong waved his hand and said.

He wants to walk alone and doesn't want to be followed.