The Evil Emperor is So Sultry

“……”

Bu Feiyan was speechless. Looking at the child who was weeping slowly, he was silent for a long time. It seemed that he remembered how to coax his daughter. He stood up from the stool, went to the child, squatted down and wiped the tears from her cheek. "The child doesn't cry anymore. Your mother will be back soon, father promised

"Soon, how fast?"

The child looked at him dimly with tears in his eyes, "after this dinner, can you see your mother?"

"... yes."

Looking at Tong Zhi's daughter, bu Feiyan pulled her heart hard, but she had to lie against her heart. She picked up the strawberry dumpling on the table, scooped up a small spoon and handed it to her lips. "Good boy, eat the rice, and dad will let you see your mother."

"Good."

The child is just a child after all. Hearing this promise, he burst into tears and laughed, opened his mouth and swallowed a mouthful of strawberry soup.

Looking at her daughter swallowing the food, she was relieved, and then scooped a small spoon, just about to feed the baby again——

"This is a strawberry ball made by my mother!"

The child suddenly made a sound, and her bright eyes were full of surprise, "it's mother! Mother is back! Dad didn't cheat the child. It's made by his mother! "

"What?"

Bu Feiyan was stunned. He lowered his head and looked at the white jade bowl in his hand.

What's in the bowl is the most common dumplings, but there are more things in this bowl. The pink strawberry pulp is mixed in the dumpling, and the sweet and sour strawberry is coming. Just smell it, you can have an appetite.

He remembered that this appetizer, which he had also eaten, was one of his favorite dishes.

Bu Feiyan said, "no, childish. It's made by the cook, not the mother."

"It's mother!"

The child shook his head hard, "if the child doesn't want to eat, her mother will go to the dining room to make strawberry soup ball for the child! This is my mother's own dish. Those cooks can't make my mother's dish! "

what?

All of a sudden, bu Feiyan was completely stunned.

What did he hear?

Mo Yun cooks for children himself, and more than once?

The cooks in the dining room can't make the dishes made by Mo Yun?

In this way

Bu Feiyan holds the finger of the spoon and begins to tighten it quietly.

He remembered that he had eaten strawberry dumplings more than once. Were they all made by Mo Yun himself?

Bu Feiyan raised his hand subconsciously and fed the spoonful of strawberry soup into his mouth.

Strawberry's sweet and sour fragrance spreads in the mouth. It's mixed with the sweet and soft glutinous of glutinous rice. The taste is perfect. It can not only appetizer, but also satiate. It's an appetizer. In fact, it can be eaten as a staple food and nourish the stomach.

Indeed, it's the taste he once tasted

Bu Feiyan frowned and suddenly raised his voice, "housekeeper, go to the dining room and call all the cooks who are cooking today!"

His heart is beating fast.

Mo Yun can sew clothes, cook, and make such warm and appetizing dishes.

They have been married for many years. What else does he not know about her?

At the beginning, he thought that he married a useless princess who could do nothing but drag her back. But now, where is mo Yun's rubbish?

He is the son-in-law. Naturally, he brings people from the general's house to the princess's house. Over the years, she has been in charge of the house.