Facts have proved that the King of Qin has not lost his mind.
As soon as Wei Lian finished speaking, he was knocked on the forehead.
He immediately covered his forehead and looked at Ji Yue with dissatisfaction: "Why did you knock me again?"
This is the second time.
Such a childish punishment, even the master never treated him like this, but asked Qin Wang to take it twice.
Is he shameless?
Ji Yue glanced at him coolly: "It's full of nonsense and flickering, it's fine if you don't cut your tongue, do you think it should be knocked?"
Wei Lian put down his hand: "... Hmph."
Li Fuquan felt his teeth sour as he watched the two flirting with each other.
His Majesty is really indulgent to Young Master Lian in every possible way, and he is not even angry about it.
Wei Lian sighed softly: "Why do you always want to cut off your minister's tongue? How can you kiss Your Majesty when your minister's tongue is gone?"
Li Fuquan almost broke out with an earth-shattering cough, but fortunately he held it back.
This, this, the son of Lianshi is also a strange person.
Ji Yue's breath stagnated, and the picture of the young man leaning over to kiss him in the bathtub flashed in his mind.
The lips are soft.
The taste is very sweet.
Soft in his arms looks better.
But…
"You didn't stick your tongue out that day." Ji Yue said truthfully.
Wei Lian: "..."
Strong is still Qin Wangqiang.
"Cough cough - um." Li Fuquan couldn't hold back, he coughed twice, seeing Ji Yue coldly swept over, he instantly regained his composure, indicating that he didn't hear anything.
Ji Yue looked at him: "Go get the lonely sword."
Li Fu looked at his nose and heart with his eyes, and asked him to present the King Qin's personal sword.
Ji Yue took the sword and took Wei Lian's hand: "Let's go, I will lead you to ask for carp."
Wei Lian's eyes fell on the hands that the two held together, paused for a moment, then withdrew his gaze and was pulled to the ice by Ji Yue.
The ice layer on the lake is extremely thick, and the two men stood on it without any loosening. Standing on the ice is easy to slip, and Wei Lian's body looks so weak that he is held tightly by Ji Yue.
Ji Yue held Wei Lian in his left hand, and held a long sword in his right hand, and whispered, "Look." At the same time, he slashed down the sword that had been injected with internal strength, pierced into the ice layer, and directly broke a long line on the ice surface. gap.
A huge ice hole suddenly appeared under the sword. The ice surface shattered, and a few floes floated, exposing the lake water below.
Ji Yue swung his sword again, and this time it caused a burst of water spray, and a fat koi with a color like colorful clouds and scales like auspicious clouds jumped out of the water. .
The palace servants who were waiting on the shore quickly caught the koi.
"Isn't Lonely powerful?" Ji Yue's tone was extremely arrogant, with "You hurry up and praise me" written all over his face.
Wei Lian Xindao is a bit powerful, this deep internal strength is comparable to him.
Wei Lian gave an expression of amazement: "Your Majesty is so stern..." Before he finished speaking, a crack opened under his feet.
The ice, which had been torn apart, was so fragile that it could no longer bear their weight.
Ji Yue quickly pulled the person into his arms before Wei Lian fell into the water, and didn't even care that he was half-splashed with water.
The faint scent of ambergris came to his nostrils, Wei Lian leaned against Ji Yue's warm and generous chest, and his lowered eyes were lost for a moment.
This isn't their first hug. But this time... as if something was different.
He was palpitating.
Is it because of the ice?
Before Wei Lian could think about the difference, Ji Yue had already put his toes on the ice, performed light work, and brought Wei Lian back to the shore.
"Are you okay?" Ji Yue asked.
In Ji Yue's perception, Wei Lian Bingxue is smart, but he is very weak and weak. Suddenly frightened, I was afraid that people would get sick.
Wei Lian looked up at him in a daze, and shook his head lightly, looking like he was in shock.
Ji Yue immediately said, "Go back to the palace."
He suddenly remembered something, "Send the carp to the pantry, I want to see it on the table tonight."
Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Ji Yue scrutinized Wei Lian's whole body carefully, and when he even wanted to pass the imperial doctor's examination, Wei Lian finally said, "Your Majesty... I'm fine."
Ji Yue frowned: "Looking at you just now, you were scared out of your soul."
Wei Lian: "..."
You are scared out of your soul, he was distracted.
After confirming that Wei Lian was safe and sound, Ji Yue's tone became disgusting again: "I'm very presumptuous towards loneliness. When these things happen to me, I have no control. Is it shameful?"
"...don't bother you."
"Don't bother, you are a floating corpse in the water now." Ji Yue said rudely.
Wei Lian folded his hands under his sleeves, trying to hit someone.
He looked down at the wet marks on King Qin's sleeves, and let go of his hands: "You should go to change first, don't catch a cold."
If it wasn't to protect him, King Qin would not be so embarrassed.
Ji Yue sneered: "You are lonely because of your weak physique, so easy to get sick?"
Wei Lian said word by word, "Go, change, clothes."
Ji Yue stared at him.
Wei Lian looked back.
"... Let's go now." Ji Yue turned his head, "Gu even got wet clothes in order to save you. Shouldn't you repay it?"
Wei Lian smiled lightly: "There is no way to repay the kindness of life-saving, the minister promises him with his own body."
Ji Yue: "..."
King Qin's face turned red suspiciously.
"It doesn't count." Ji Yue said, "You are an orphan."
"Then what does Your Majesty want?"
"Gu wants you to cook for Gu."
Wei Lian was stunned for a moment, and asked, "I don't know how to cook..."
Ji Yue couldn't doubt it: "don't care about it. Don't try to shirk. I will eat your food tonight."
He really didn't give Wei Lian a chance to refuse, so he rushed out the door and went to bathe and change his clothes.
Wei Lian stayed where he was, frowning.
This can be difficult. He really can't cook.
It is said that the gentleman is far away from the kitchen, and Wei Lian has dabbled in a wide range of fields, but he has never come into contact with cooking.
But the King of Qin had no choice but to obey.
Wei Lian thought for a while, then left the Hall of Mental Cultivation and headed to the imperial dining room.
He didn't know anything about cooking, so he had to ask the royal chef.
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The stove is the most smokey place. The palace people here are all disheartened and greasy on their bodies. Everyone was busy preparing for three meals a day for the entire palace.
When outsiders mention the palace, they only know the bright side, but they always ignore this group of people born at the bottom.
Therefore, when a handsome white-clothed young man pushed the door and entered, the one who burned the fire forgot to add wood, the one who cooked the fried eggs, and the one who chopped vegetables almost cut his fingers.
Everyone was stunned, thinking that they had seen an immortal.
… They had never seen such a fairy person in their entire life.
How would you describe that boy?
He is unparalleled in the world, has a beautiful appearance, and all the words used to describe beauty in the book can be applied to him.
Like the bright pearl sun and moon, it illuminates the fireworks in the world, making this dark kitchen room full of brilliance.
The first to react was Chef Wang Shou. He had only met Wei Lian not long ago and recognized his appearance, but it was the first time he faced his face.
So stunning, no wonder His Majesty favored him.
But Wang Shou was more grateful for Wei Lian's words to divert his attention and let him save his life.
"Young Master." Wang Shou came back to his senses and knelt down quickly. When the others heard this address, they suddenly realized that they also hurriedly saluted.
Young Master Lian was ordered by His Majesty himself to treat each other with the courtesy of a lady, who would dare to neglect him.
Wei Lian said warmly, "No need to be more polite."
Wang Shoucheng stood up in awe: "Why did you come to the kitchen room? Why don't you leave as soon as possible. The smell of oil smoke is strong here, so don't defile your son."
Wei Lian said, "I'm here to prepare meals for Your Majesty."
Wang Shou understood. He worked in the imperial kitchen for 20 years, and things like the queen of the harem washing her hands and making soup for Her Majesty happened from time to time in the previous dynasty.
"That slave will give the kitchen room to the son." Wang Shou said.
Wei Lian added: "I also came to ask for advice."
Wang Shou was puzzled: "What do you mean, son?"
Wei Lian said, "I can't cook."
Wang Shou thought that it must be that Mr. Wei didn't cook very well. After all, he was a man, so it was understandable.
"It doesn't matter, as long as the son did it himself, His Majesty will not dislike this intention." Wang Shou said with relief.
Wei Lian shook his head: "I really don't know. This time it is His Majesty's order, I have to do it."
Wang Shou was stunned and asked cautiously, "How many times have you been in the kitchen before...?"
Wei Lian frankly: "Never." This is the first time.
Wang Shou's eyes darkened: "Then you... can you tell the difference between Qingchai, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea?"
Wei Lian said seriously: "I only know how to play music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and wine." In fact, he doesn't understand wine either.
Wang Shou trembled: "Will it be possible to add firewood to the fire and cook the raw rice to mature?"
Wei Lian was taken aback: "What, what kind of raw rice is cooked with rice?" Isn't that the way of London and London described in the secret play picture...
Wang Shou understood, he was a kitchen killer.
He forced a smile: "It's alright, the slave teacher."
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Wang Shou drove everyone else out of the kitchen and taught Wei Lian all afternoon.
Maybe everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses. Wei Lian, who is knowledgeable in other aspects, has successfully demonstrated his talent from entry to the ground in the skill of cooking.
Wang Shou looked at the dark and unidentified object in front of him, his eyes were straight, and his lips were trembling: "Master, Master, otherwise I'd better make a slave and send it to Your Majesty, just say you did it..."
Wang Shou was deeply saddened that a precious koi was so wasted. He still picks another dead fish to put on top of it... No matter how stale it is, it can't be worse than the "black fish" in front of him.
"No, bullying the king is a death penalty, I can't implicate you." Wei Lian vetoed.
Wang Shou wanted to cry without tears.
But presenting this plate to His Majesty is even more of a death!
The son is not exaggerating, he really does not know how to cook.
A person who can say to the raw rice in the pot, "Rice, you are already a rice, you should learn to mature yourself", what else do you expect him to do? ? ?