Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/  The latest work of the great master Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng!.

Soon, Sydney came back, smiling brightly, like the crystal dewdrops rolling on lotus leaves in the early morning, shining in the sun.

"Criminal Princess, they all praise you for being virtuous," Xueli stood beside the stove with admiration on her face.

The first time the princess made peanuts, it was so successful, and the chef was just around the corner.

Of course Minglan was happy when he was praised, but he should be humble, and the same was true in front of the maid. She angrily said, "Don't stand stupidly, why don't you hurry up and add firewood."

Just as he set out to have some ingredients at hand, Minglan cooked a few side dishes, afraid that they would taste it from the Zhao family, Minglan put some chili peppers and added a bit of spicy flavor, but it ended up just as Master Chu San was thinking.

Seeing Minglan coming, Mu Li looked disbelief, "Cousin, you really cook these dishes."

Ming Lan held his neck high, "My cousin doesn't believe it"

"...I believe you cook a few plates of salty dishes, and I don't believe these."

His cousin, who is not touching the water of his fingers, can actually cook food. Not to mention him, even if he says it to his aunt, she must think he is lying.

Ming Lanchen glared at him and said, "Your cousin, I am a talented person."

What kind of talent is that she treats leeks as herbs

Mu Li stood up, looked at her, and said with a serious expression, "The more I look at you, the more I feel that you have lost weight. Did Prince Li force you to cook?"

Minglan felt like he was unable to explain it, but she knew Mu Li was caring for her. She shook her head, "No, he treats me well."

Master Chu San threw peanuts into his mouth and said, "I believe that my cousin's wife is talented. If you don't believe it, it seems that you don't know me."

This is the second time Mu Li has heard such words.

Prince Li also said that he did not understand Minglan.

She is his cousin and grew up together. They have only known Minglan for a few days. They dare to say that they know Minglan even better than him.

I don’t brag like this, so I don’t have any face to be my cousin.

Prince Ming sat down Mu Li, continued to drink, looked at Minglan and said, "We drink ours, you can do whatever you want."

Minglan smiled and entered the house with a lucky body.

Outside the house, the laughter was cheerful and generous, making the quiet hut lively.

Bizhu brought the tea into the room. Seeing Minglan flipping the book with a lot of words, she stopped talking a few times. Minglan noticed, "Speak whatever you have, and do whatever hesitate to do."

Bizhu brought the tea to Minglan, and after Minglan took it, he said, "I just heard a few words, it seemed that something happened to my uncle's house."

Minglan's forehead wrinkled, why would something happen to Bo's mansion?

"What's wrong?" she asked.

Bizhu shook her head, "I don't know either. You don't know those troubles, but I think it's not a big deal."

It's not a big deal, but it's up to Bo's Mansion, she should know it too.

Minglan planned to ask Mu Li, but Bizhu held it down and said, "A few masters are drunk, aren't the princess going to sweep their fun? It's not too late to ask later."

If she had known this, she wouldn't have said it, and Bizhu regretted it a little.

Even the young master thought it was not a big deal. The princess knew it but not, so why should she talk too much?

Outside the house, the sound of a misty piano came. Minglan took two steps to the window and saw her standing on the big rock on the morning watching the sunrise, while Prince Zhao was playing the piano.

The sound of the piano is sometimes gentle and continuous, the spring water is sometimes twitching, and sometimes it is undulating and undulating. Birds fly to the stone beside them, tilting their little heads and listening.

This situation is indeed not suitable for a failure.

Minglan sat down on the couch by the window, put his hand on the coffin on the window, listened to the sound of the piano, and looked into the distance.

Prince Zhao played the piano and looked over inadvertently. Seeing her bright and delicate face raised a soft smile, it seemed as if the blooming ephemerals were thrilling and fascinated by it.

Prince Ming pulled out Yu Xiao, who was tied to his waist, jumped up to the tree.

Play the flute with the sound of the piano.

Minglan's heart moved, he stood up and sat at the table, imitating Chu Li to draw this beautiful scene.

Seeing that the person by the window disappeared, Prince Zhao felt a little disappointed and envy of Chu Li.

Minglan usually draws very slowly, but now he is writing with a dragon and snake, and Bizhu looks amazing.

The paintings of the Princess have never been so beautiful.

As soon as a painting was finished, Xue Li came in and said, "The prince is back."

Minglan took a break in the pen and looked out. When he saw Chu Li walking over, he stood tall and jade. His luxurious and arrogant temperament was unparalleled. Wearing a purple gold mask added a bit of mystery and charm.

Seeing him, Minglan glanced at the table and then became messy.

A few plates of side dishes, only two vegetables and a slice of pepper in the plate of peanuts.

They even finished the peppers!

Seeing him going up the steps, Master Chu San patted the wine jar built beside him and said, "Cousin, you can't hide this time."

Chu Li curled his lips and smiled, "I have only one bed in this hut, you are sure to make a floor shop here."

These words are a bit arrogant.

It's simply looking down on people!

Master Feng opened the folding fan with a click and said, "In terms of fighting, we can't compare to you, but in terms of drinking, you can still pour the six of us down. From now on, if you talk about one, we will never talk about two!"

"Old Rules" Chu Li sat down and said.

Master Chu San took out the dice in his arms and threw it on the table. The dice turned around several times, drowned in Master Chu San's confidence, "Of course the old rules!"

Xueli came over to clean up the small table, and Chu Feng put the food on it. Although he was whipping it all the way, there was a charcoal fire under the food box and the food was still steaming.

Nine dishes, five meats and four vegetables, all with color, fragrance and taste.

Chu You handed over another food box to Sydney.

Master Chu San said, "My cousin's wife won't eat with us."

"Don't make bad ideas."

It seems that nothing can be hidden from my cousin's eyes. Master Chu San said angrily, "What a bad idea? Am I such a person? I'm for your own good. Even if my cousin can't drink much, you can always drink a cup or two."

"As such a strong wine, two drops will be poured out," Mu Li said with a smile.

He still knows his cousin.

Master Chu San glared at Mu Li inwardly, "Silly, of course he didn't expect Ming Lan to drink much. What he wanted was his elder brother to block the wine for her and increase his chances of winning."

Big brother is a master among experts, so you should not take it lightly.

However, if he tampered with the dice, he would still win if he didn't believe it.

Chu Li fought against six with one.

Bizhu saw it and said, "This is too unfair."

It is unfair, bullying the less, but they all agree, which means at least the match is equal, and they are not the same. They said, "They are all confident that they will not lose. We just need to make sober soup."

Xueli swallowed her saliva, looking at the dishes on the table like a little greedy cat, and said, "Eat, the food will be cold and it will not be delicious."

Minglan was a little hungry, so he sat down to have a meal.
Chapter completed!