Chapter 11 Molesting His Royal Highness the Second Prince 1
"Ha, sister, did you make a mistake? How can you bring up the pig's food!" Lan Xiner snorted coldly, and was about to reach out and throw out all the weird things.

Lan Fengyi rubbed her nose and said with a smile: "Xin'er, you don't understand this. I made this black rice porridge that nourishes the stomach. It tastes very delicious. Although the color is a bit weird, I promise , will definitely not eat dead people!"

Absolutely, will not eat dead people!What does it mean?For a moment, even the guard standing behind Nalan Jingchen broke into a cold sweat. This thing really can eat the dead!
Even Lan Lin frowned, this kind of thing must not be eaten!
Sure enough, he is an idiot, dare to bring up such a thing!Lan Xiner sneered in her heart, but on the surface she piled up a smile and said: "Hey, where is my sister? This may be delicious, but I really don't have an appetite. Look, my sister made it, maybe I don't have my sister It's delicious, but the visual effect is much better." Bah, how could it be that the things she made, Lan Xiner, were not as good as the ugly woman in front of her!
However, Nalan Jingchen's actions seemed to make Lan Xiner feel uncomfortable.

"Your Highness, you can't eat it!" The face of the guards on the side changed. How could this kind of thing be eaten directly!This time, His Highness in front of you must have a stomachache!When the time comes, the king blames them, and they are finished!This ugly woman in front of her is really harmful!
Nalan Jingchen indifferently chewed the black rice porridge in his mouth, a gleam of surprise flashed in his black eyes, subconsciously put the spoon on the black rice porridge, and pushed aside the layer of black rice porridge on it , below, is the corn porridge exuding golden light, mixing these two kinds of porridge together, it has such a taste!
"This is?" Lan Lin quickly stretched out a spoon, and the black rice porridge melted in the mouth, just like tofu.Under the impact of the water, the rice grains became extremely full, and each grain was released in its own air like a pearl.Even, you can smell the fragrance of the earth.

With a haha ​​smile, Lan Fengyi yawned and said with a smile: "I don't think it can compare to the big meal that sister Xin'er cooked just now. But a little millet porridge after the meal can help you cleanse your stomach. Because there is time If you are in a hurry, you don’t make too many things, otherwise the porridge you make will become unpalatable due to the change of time. Second prince, it seems that you have kept your promise, thank you. You are the first in the past 15 years. A man who will eat what I cook."

"Really, this is really my honor." Nalan Jingchen's eyes lit up, just this black rice porridge had already firmly grasped his stomach, even the imperial chef in the palace would definitely not eat it. Can't make food like this.The person in front of me...

Nalan Jingchen raised the corner of his mouth and said with a faint smile: "Feng Yi, this time I came to Lan Mansion, firstly to meet you. Secondly... there is still half a month left, it will be the birthday of Emperor Father, I think I invite you to go with me."

"Really? No problem, the palace, I've never seen it before!" Lan Fengyi couldn't help laughing, got up and waved with a smile: "Then I will go to the palace to congratulate you in half a month. It's getting late, and you Go back, it's rare to go home once, don't waste time with me."

"You child, what are you talking about!" Lan Lin gritted her teeth, never thinking that this dish of black rice porridge was made by Lan Fengyi.What was even more unexpected was that the person in front of him actually invited Feng Yi to go to the palace to be the king, congratulations!
But in the few days after Nalan Jingchen left, Lan Fengyi was tortured terribly.

(End of this chapter)

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