Fourth Lord's Black Moonlight Queen

Chapter 765 Food in all directions is just a bowl of human fireworks

In less than a stick of incense, the sound of footsteps coming from far and near came from inside.

Hearing a clear movement from behind the door, Su Pei bowed in joy.

With a creak, the door opened, but it was not a gate, but a doorway for dogs to enter and exit.

"Su Peisheng, follow the food box!"

A pair of bright wrists protruded from the dog's door opening, and brought out a small three-layer food box.

"Hey hey hey~"

Su Peisheng half-kneeled on the ground, and took the food box handed over by sister Jingui inside.

"Hmph! Go to Jishitang!"

With a cold face, Yinzhen shook the folding fan in his hand, then turned and left the grocery store.

Only took two steps, but heard a sigh from inside, Yinzhen stopped immediately.

"If you don't leave, I will sit on the stone bench at the door and eat!"

Yinzhen sat on the stone bench, waiting for Su Pei to serve the meal.

"Master, look, it's chicken shredded noodles."

Su Peisheng presented the chicken noodles to the emperor, and Yinzhen took it calmly, but couldn't help frowning.

"Why is there a soft-boiled egg in Hengchen's bowl, but not in Master's?"

"Master, there are small notes in the drawers of this food box, look, the slave did not take it wrong~"

"Master, I will exchange this bowl with you~"

Zhang Tingyu was stared at by the emperor like a thorn on his back, and was so frightened that he cupped his hands and presented the bowl in front of the emperor.

Yinzhen raised his eyes and glanced, then turned to stare at the bowl in his hand.

"No change."

He's not stupid, although the bowl in Hengchen's hand looks like it has a lot of ingredients, but it's far from the bowl in his hand in terms of color and aroma, it's clear that Lan Qier made it for Hengchen himself.

What Lan Qier made, is it food, not poison?

But he was proud for only a quarter of an hour, when he saw that the bowl of shredded chicken in Su Peisheng's hand had noodles protruding from the tip of the bowl, and there was an unsightly soft-boiled egg, his handsome face collapsed.

Su Peisheng was so frightened by the sullen look in the emperor's eyes that his knees gave way, and he half-kneeled on the ground. He held the bowl above his head, feeling that the bowl of noodles in his hand was intestinal poison.

"Master, I heard that Mr. Shu said that there is a word called to kill Wei Jie. Master, please spare this slave."

Unbearable laughter came from behind the door.

"Little Suzi, don't show off these two drops of ink in front of your master. People want to kill Wei Jie in Wei Jie, but he is a famous handsome man. At best, you are a brave little eunuch."

There are thousands of kinds of death in this world, but Wei Jie's death is the most ridiculous.

He was watched to death alive, because of Wei Jie's appearance, he was so beautiful, among the endless crowd, although his face was pale and his body was weak, he was elegant and refined, like a statue carved from white jade.

Wei Jie, a beautiful man with both talent and appearance, was watched dead by the crowd.

When Wei Jie came to Kyoto from Yuzhang County, people had already heard of his reputation, and people who came out to see him surrounded him like a wall.

Wei Jie was originally weak and sick, and his body could not bear the fatigue, and eventually became seriously ill and died.

People at that time said that Wei Jie was killed by watching, which is the source of the allusion of the idiom "Kan Killing Wei Jie".

It's a pity that Wei Jie was only 27 years old when he died, and a peerless beauty passed away in full view, which is really regrettable.

"To shut up!"

Yinzhen knocked on the edge of the bowl with a little anger, and everyone fell silent, even the slight sound of chewing was inaudible for a moment.

Yinzhen ate vigorously, but Zhang Tingyu, who was sitting across from him, was full of tears and snot.

"Su Peisheng, try the noodles in Mr. Zhang's bowl."

Is it so delicious?Still eat until you cry?

Yinzhen looked at the noodles in Zhang Tingyu's bowl curiously, Lan Qier's cooking skills were only worse, not worst.

When he saw the looming broken egg shells and undissolved salt lumps in the soft-boiled eggs, Yinzhen gasped and shook the sea bowl in his hand in shock.

　see you tomorrow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)