cute baby fairy

Chapter 183 The Dark Cuisine Cooked by Ming Qingfeng

"Father, but you hid mother? My son has searched all over the Platinum Palace, but there is no trace of mother!"

"what?"

Hearing this, Dong Ziyu's expression froze, and his cold eyes looked at Huangfu Yin who was also eager.

Before he came to the court hall, he specially found Huangfu Yin who was having fun with An Xiaoyu, and told him to rush back to Huangyang Hall to guard Jiujiu...

"When Xiaoyu and I went back, the Emperor Yang Palace was empty."

It was about Xiao Jiujiu's safety, so how dare Huangfuyin lie, nor dare to be negligent.

"Father, mother kisses her..."

Seeing her father's livid face, tears flowed from the little milk bag. She knew that mother must have been taken away by the bad guys again...

"Little fish, don't cry."

Dong Ziyu pinched his palm fiercely, and said in a cold voice.

Sure enough, the little milk bag had big teardrops hanging under the eyelids, and she didn't dare to move to look at him. The milk voice sobbed, "No..."

But she is still very worried about her mother, father, hurry up and think of a way.

"Your mother kisses her, she will be fine. You go back to the Platinum Palace first, play around as usual, don't show any sadness."

Dong Ziyu's deep voice could not hear any emotion, but it still played a role in comforting the little milk bag.

"My son obeys my father's will."

Although Xiao Naibao didn't understand what her father wanted to do, she always obeyed his orders unconditionally.

As soon as she left, Dong Ziyu immediately turned to Huangfu Yin and winked at him.

Huangfu Yin understood, raised his hand to his face, and that handsome face that was no different from his suddenly appeared, and stepped forward to replace Dong Ziyu's kneeling place.

Dong Ziyu, on the other hand, transformed himself into the image of the Great Immortal Dong, with a flicker of his fairy posture, and atomized in the center of the Huichao Hall...

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Dongyue, at the foot of Mount Taixian.

The sound of the bird is approaching, and the sound of the water is clear.

Occasionally there are cranes screaming, running through the haze.

Outside the grass-wood house near the river, a delicate figure stood upside down.

"Mingqingfeng, I'm hungry!"

I don't know who told her to stand on her head for half an hour, and said that when the time came, a sumptuous dinner would be prepared to reward her.As a result, an hour passed, and there was no scent wafting from the room.

"Mingqingfeng, are you done cooking yet?"

"..."

What came back to her was a strong smoky smell.

An Qijiu frowned, put her hands on the ground, and in this wretched posture, turned around and looked towards the grass house...

I go, fire? !
Looking at the raging black smoke above the grass house, the next second, she ran towards the makeshift kitchen in an upside-down position, as if the wind was blowing in her hands.

In the kitchen, Mingqingfeng was fanning a big fire. On top of the fire was a blackened iron pot. The bottom of the pot had been burned long ago, and a pile of dark dishes were cooking in it. The stench of words...

Seeing An Qijiu's posture rushing in...

Ming Qingfeng: "..."

An Qijiu: "..."

So, he didn't know how to cook at all, so why did he prepare a big dinner to reward her?
"Honey, why did you come in?"

Without bothering to wipe his face blackened by the smoke, Ming Qingfeng narrowed his eyes and gave her a wicked smile.

At this moment, An Qijiu wanted to scold someone in his heart, and even wanted to scold his eighteen generations of ancestors...

"Come in and see if I have a place to sleep tonight!" She rubbed her back teeth and replied with a half-smile.

"What are you afraid of? If you don't have one... I can lend you one."

His feminine and handsome face was covered with soot, he came to her, squatted halfway and smiled at her.

　Thank you [God Bless] for your reward.

　　PS: Is anyone willing to cook the dark dishes of your family's Ming Qingfeng?

　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)