Jun Qianche is a person who likes to control everything. He deliberately kept Mo Qiqi because he didn't want her to meet the Seven Sages King Jun Yuehen.
Mo Qiqi came to the small kitchen with anger. Although the kitchen was not big, it was small, well-equipped with all the internal organs, and the inside was very clean. It should be a small kitchen specially designed for the emperor's occasional needs.
Jun Qianche was an emperor who was very dedicated to his duties and diligent in political affairs. Even if he was sick, he would not let himself neglect political affairs. He had already asked the palace people to move all the memorials from the Imperial Study Room to Yujing Palace, so he drank the medicine and felt his body After feeling comfortable, he immediately got out of bed and sat in front of Long's case to review the memorial.
Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Jun Qianche still didn't see Mo Qiqi come back, so she couldn't help but feel a little worried. In fact, he asked her to cook porridge, just to punish her a little. According to her temperament and background, cooking porridge was something she couldn't do. , she shouldn’t be able to do it, and since she can’t, just come back and be soft, why hasn’t she seen anyone yet
Jun Qianche continued to review the memorial, but he couldn't focus on the memorial. Bad pictures inevitably appeared in his mind. He couldn't wait any longer, so he got up and walked out.
Mo Qiqi in the small kitchen now hates Jun Qianche. It is said that cooking porridge is a piece of cake for her, but the sad thing is that the things used for cooking here are the most primitive earthen stoves. After all, in modern times, the daughter of a rich family has never burned such an earthen stove! So at this time, the small kitchen was full of smoke.
Mo Qiqi squatted in front of the earthen stove and blew the fire desperately, but no matter how she blew the fire, there was only smoke but no fire. She was almost starving of oxygen and was about to choke to death from the smoke: "Cough cough cough—"
What Jun Qianche saw when he walked in was this miserable scene. He waved away the smoke in front of him and came to the stove. He looked at Mo Qiqi and scolded him dissatisfiedly: "Mo Qiqi, I asked you to cook porridge, but you smoke it here." Kitchen?”
Mo Qiqi rolled her eyes in her heart, then approached him and joked: "Your Majesty, don't you think this smoky place looks like a fairyland? Cough cough cough -"
Jun Qianche reached out and knocked her on the head, and said displeasedly: "Thank you for thinking about it." He took her hand and walked out.
Walking out of the small kitchen and breathing in the fresh air outside, Mo Qiqi felt that she was finally alive: "The air outside is better."
Jun Qianche glared at her with disdain and sneered, "You don't like the fairyland inside?"
"Hey, fairyland is naturally a place for gods to stay. I am a mortal and cannot enjoy it, but the emperor can go in and experience it." Her big clear eyes winked at him mischievously.
Jun Qianche gave her a helpless look and was too lazy to talk nonsense with her.
"Your Majesty, why are you here?" Mo Qiqi asked curiously. Are you here to see her make a fool of yourself? This scumbag is so good at teasing people.
"Since the queen doesn't know how to cook porridge, you can tell the truth and there is no need to hold on here." Jun Qianche reprimanded dissatisfiedly, when did this woman learn to be so forbearing
Mo Qiqi was unhappy when she heard this: "Your Majesty, don't look down on me. To tell you the truth, I am a very good cook."
Jun Qianche looked at the smoke that was constantly coming out of the small kitchen, and then looked at her.
Mo Qiqi was so teased by his eyes that she really wanted to slap him unconscious, and then said disdainfully: "I just don't know how to make fire."
Jun Qianche mocked: "This is the first time I've heard of someone who can cook but not make a fire."
Mo Qiqi said unconvinced: "Your Majesty, you don't even know that it's really difficult to light a fire on this stove. If your Majesty doesn't believe it, you can try it." If you don't believe you can, hum! If you make fun of this girl, I won't make you look good either.
Jun Qianche looked disdainful: "It's difficult to make a fire."
Mo Qiqi smiled exaggeratedly: "Haha, how about I trouble the emperor to light the fire and my concubine to cook the porridge?" See what you can do, why don't you go to heaven!
Jun Qianche glared at her and walked towards the small kitchen.
Mo Qiqi followed immediately.
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