The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

Chapter 12 [12] I don't eat
It seems that in the future, Duan Yiyao, who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, really can't be treated like a fool.

Yun Mumu looked at Duan Yiyao with moist eyes, and Duan Yiyao also stared at her.

These two people have one thing in common, that is, they both treated each other as idiots before.

It's not easy to get rid of each other now.

However, the two of them looked at each other, in the eyes of the tyrant on the bed, they were expressing affection.

The masculinity is about to burst, the adulterer and adulteress, are you flirting like this in front of him?
Roaring like a beast that wants to eat people: "I tell you to get out, get out. Get out..."

At this time, the little eunuch who went out to prepare charcoal fire and ingredients for Yun Mumu happened to come over.

"Queen, this is what you want." The little eunuch bowed his head and replied.

"Well, thank you very much." Yun Mumu replied casually, took the things, and walked to the big stove that Duan Yiyao just sent.

Duan Yiyao hooked his lips and smiled slightly, "Sister-in-law Huang, is this?"

"Oh, it's okay, I just want to see if the stove that King Jing sent is working."

"The emperor's sister-in-law enjoys it slowly, and the younger brother will leave first." Still smiling, the kind of smile that is not lethal at all.

"Okay, thank you Prince Jing." In the past, I only knew that he was the Sixth Prince, but never thought that he had the title of Prince Jing.

Looking back at the tyrant, he was lying there, his face was black and dripping oil.

This man was completely paralyzed, and his originally handsome face became distorted and hideous at this moment.

The wind is light and the clouds are light, which is not surprising when you are used to it.

Looking at the man on the bed with big watery eyes, he said kindly: "The emperor is probably tired of eating the meals they send. Today, the concubine personally cooks some food for the emperor to ensure that the emperor likes it."

"I don't want to eat, get out of here, get out of here far away." Every word seems to exhaust the lung capacity.

It seemed that all the strength in his body was concentrated on his face at this moment.

Yun Mumu didn't take the tyrant's anger value seriously at all.

Unhurriedly holding the tongs, he took a burning charcoal fire from the gilded brazier.

Then put him into the big stove that Duan Yiyao sent to light the fire, then stuffed the newly brought carbon into it, and the charcoal fire slowly started to burn.

She skillfully put the small iron pot on it again.

He nodded his head and said, "Well, it's not bad."

No matter why Duan Yiyao sent this stove over, at least he can make whatever he wants to eat in the future.

The so-called do it yourself, have enough food and clothing.

Yun Mumu added some water into the small iron pot, and then began to knead the dough in the copper basin, kneading the dough.

The man on the dragon couch was quiet at the moment, he stared at her, taunting her from time to time for pleasure.

But what annoyed him the most was that no matter whether he yelled at her or scolded her, or ridiculed her, this woman treated her with a normal heart.

After waiting for the dough to form, Yun Mumu began to search around the hall again, to see if there was something handy that could be used as a rolling pin.

Ah Jiu went to do other things, and most of the palace people in Lingyun Palace are Duan Yiyao's people.

So she didn't bother to look for them.

Finally, she set her sights on a silver-white spear hanging on the weapon rack.

Then he walked towards the weapon rack step by step.

"You... what are you going to do?" An ominous premonition rose in Duan Yihuang's heart.

His scalp was a little numb, and he felt that his long spear Yingyue was about to suffer.

(End of this chapter)