"Well… "
Kong Wuying lay down on the soft couch, sighing comfortably.
Although he just pointed at it casually, he was very satisfied with this new "shadow guard" Xiao Ling.
Clean and beautiful, well-behaved and obedient, and even proficient in massage skills, he is many times better than that empty baby who only makes trouble for him all day long.
Of course, no one is perfect, and he still has a few flaws.
Kong Wuying reminded with dissatisfaction: "I told you to pinch through the clothes, why are you sticking your hands in there?"
Shrinking his flexible movements, Xiaoling's fearful pleading voice came from above: "Your Highness, forgive me."
Kong Wuying let out a sexy "um..." from his throat
Xiaoling's Adam's apple twitched.
"Join Your Highness!" Eunuch Feng hurried over from outside.
"What are you doing?" Kong Wuying raised his head lazily from the soft couch and asked.
Xiao Ling stood up and lowered his head slightly.
Eunuch Feng glanced at him and frowned.
Damn, did he read it wrong, was this new "Shadow Guard" just swallowing his saliva!
Inferior people are inferior people, and they behaved so vulgarly in front of their noble Highness, he must not be allowed to stay with His Highness!
So he arrogantly ordered: "I have something important to discuss with Your Highness, you go out first."
Xiao Ling lowered her eyes, and covered her long eyelashes with a delicate and gentle posture like a green lotus emerging from water, she didn't say a word.
Damn... he can't speak well, right
Eunuch Feng's resentment towards him increased further.
Kong Wuying said: "Xiao Ling, you go out first."
Xiao Ling Deling went out obediently.
Eunuch Feng looked at his back, and couldn't help saying to Kong Wuying: "Your Highness, this person must not stay by your side. How can he protect His Highness if he has no power to restrain him?"
Kong Wuying didn't even blink his eyes: "But it's pretty."
"I've checked. His origin and background are a mystery. He might be a spy. For His Highness's safety, he must not stay."
"But it's pretty."
"His words are vulgar, and he doesn't understand court etiquette at all. I'm afraid he will make you laugh out loud and lose your Highness's face."
"It's beautiful."
Eunuch Feng: "..."
Your Highness, can you not just look at your face! Can you not be so superficial!
He babbled for a long time, and Kong Wuying was already impatient: "What's the matter with you?"
Delay his massage.
Hearing this, Eunuch Feng bowed quickly and said, "His Royal Highness, aren't you curious about the delicacies of Yeying Continent? The slave has already sent someone to capture a famous chef for you. Look?"
As soon as this was mentioned, Kong Wuying became interested: "That's fine, you can ask him to cook his special dish."
Eunuch Feng bowed and resigned. He said with emotion as he resigned, His Highness is good everywhere, so why do you prefer Yeying's food
That thing is also eaten by people
Although he was puzzled and disdainful, he still had to step up to do what His Highness ordered.
So Eunuch Feng hurried to the imperial dining room.
As soon as he entered the imperial dining room, he was shocked!
"What... what's going on!"
The imperial dining room, which was usually neat and orderly, was filled to the brim with piles of prison cars today.
I can't fit it anymore.
The chef of the imperial dining room, who was so disgusted by Kong Wuying, was standing beside the prison wagons with a smile on his face, directing his subordinates to pull down one after another of the prisoners in shackles from the prison wagons.
Hearing this, he replied: "Of course it is Chef Yeying that His Highness wants!"
Eunuch Feng's mouth twitched: "This... so many!"
At first glance, it seemed that there were hundreds of people, and they were crowded together so densely that he suffered from trysophobia.
The chef hurriedly said: "Your Highness is the sky, and the things His Highness ordered are naturally done to the best. It's not enough to only catch one or two. Of course, you must be able to catch as many as you can."
"Okay." Eunuch Feng shook his head: "Bringing so many people there, are they cooking for His Highness, or are they cooking for His Highness! Choose the good one!"
"This... how to choose?" The chef was in trouble: "Should we let them have a culinary competition?"
Eunuch Feng asked: "That's fine, but... who will be the judge?"
Just mentioning this... hurts feelings.
Everyone looks at me and I look at you, no one can muster the courage to deal with this matter.
That's Yeying's food, hey, just think of that sweet and greasy feeling still lingering at the root of the tooth.
Seeing that everyone refused, Eunuch Feng thought for a while, and pointed out a person from the crowd: "That's him."
The chef was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't see any difference in this person at all: "Eunuch Feng, what criteria did you use to select?"
Eunuch Feng said without hesitation: "Look at the face."
The cook he chose was good-looking, and his facial features were not inferior to the new vulgar Xiao Ling. His temperament was somewhat similar to him, both of which were elegant and clean. The difference was that Xiao Ling It is more like a lotus flower out of water, while this cook is like a green bamboo in the mountains, fresh and clean, mixed in the prison car, wearing shackles, still has a clean posture, and even his clothes are not wrinkled.
good!
very good!
That's him!
This time, His Highness's fascination with Xiao Ling can finally be shared.
Thinking of this, Eunuch Feng couldn't help showing a smug smile on his face.
What he said, coupled with the sinister smile on his face, it was obvious that everyone had misunderstood, and a cold light flashed in the eyes of the selected cook.
Finding that everyone looked at him wrongly, Eunuch Feng quickly explained: "It's not me, it's Your Highness!"
Everyone looked: You don't need to explain, we all understand. How could it be possible for His Highness to be so perfect, His Highness will not take this blame.
Only the chef stroked the beard on his face, and finally understood the reason why His Highness disliked him.
Now that he was selected, Eunuch Feng ordered someone to unshackle him, and said proudly to him: "Come with me, you are lucky. As long as you serve our Highness well, you will enjoy the glory and wealth endlessly. "
Chef Yeying: "..."
The chef asked again: "What about the rest of them?"
A trace of indifference flashed across the corner of Eunuch Feng's lips: "It's useless, let's deal with it!"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the people in the prison car changed, and murderous eyes were all fixed on Feng Gonggong. Even the bamboo-like cook beside him pursed his lips slightly, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. Faint killing intent.
"But..." The chef frowned: "His Highness is about to ascend the throne, so it's not appropriate to kill at this time."
"Then kill them after ascending the throne! Take good care of them these days, don't let them come out to make trouble." Eunuch Feng said without any psychological pressure while being stared at with hatred by countless pairs of eyes.
Ye Yingren, death is not a pity!
After a few simple instructions, Eunuch Feng left with the cook he had chosen.
The acupoints of the cook's whole body were sealed by special techniques, and there was no danger at all if he had no strength to bind a chicken.
On the way, Eunuch Feng instructed carefully: "From now on, your task is to serve His Highness well, as long as you can serve His Highness comfortably, it will definitely benefit you."
The cook lowered his eyes: "I don't understand what you mean."
Eunuch Feng looked at him, with a look of contempt on his face: "You are so good-looking, and you are so liked by men, have you never encountered such a thing?"
The cook understood, and his face was slightly green: "No, I'm afraid my father will beat them."
Eunuch Feng snorted: "I can't see that you are still a nobleman, but you are not in Yeying now. Only by serving our Highness well can you save your life, understand?"
The cook subconsciously squeezed his right wrist with his left hand, and suddenly smiled: "Understood."
Eunuch Feng is neither a man nor a woman, but when he smiled at him like this, he was immediately overwhelmed with excitement. He turned his head slightly to cover up his gaffe: "By the way, what's your name?"
"Night eleven."
After walking for a while, a person came in front of him.
Eunuch Feng was complacent when he saw it: "Isn't this Xiaoling?"
Xiao Ling's gaze passed Eunuch Feng and fell on Ye Shiyi's face, his color changed slightly.
In the next second, he walked past Ye Shiyi without saying a word.
Then…
He bumped Ye Eleven hard with his shoulder.
Ye Shiyi is now an ordinary person, and he was bumped by him inadvertently and almost fell down.
Xiao Ling didn't even look at it, just walked over.
Ye Shiyi frowned: "Who is that?"
This heaven-defying hostility is almost as if he is his father-killing enemy.
Eunuch Feng showed a smile on his face: "Your Highness's new love, you have to be careful about him in the future."
Ye Shiyi replied vaguely, his heart was broken.
It turned out that he was regarded as a rival in love!
People here are so self-righteous, how can I still compete with him for favor, how can a prince of a small country with bright light catch his eyes.
He only has his father in his heart!
If it hadn't been for those venerable "brothers" who forced each other hard, how could he have fallen into such a situation.
That "His Royal Highness" had better not act rashly, otherwise he will make him regret for life!
And at the same time.
Xiaoling walked around the corner with an unhappy face, kicked the wall fiercely, and said coldly: "The ghost lingers."
In the bedroom.
Kong Wuying finally enjoyed the freshly baked Yeying authentic food, and couldn't help but praise: "Not bad."
It's actually better than Kong Baobao's craftsmanship.
When Eunuch Feng heard it, his eyes lit up: "Is Your Highness satisfied with this cook?"
Kong Wuying nodded.
While he was busy eating delicious food, he didn't notice the wretched smile on Eunuch Feng's face, so he encountered one of the most incredible things in his life.