The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Yun Qianyue turned her face away, thinking that Feng Hui said that she had a toothache when she was behind the military camp. Now some people say that he has.

"My toothache is a trivial matter. Jing Shizi often has toothache! It hurts more than mine." Feng Hui said coolly.

Rong Jing raised his eyebrows, "Feng Gongzi is still in the mood to speak cool words, it seems that he has a better conversation with Master Feng?"

Rong Jing's words fell, and Feng Hui's face sank immediately, and he did not answer.

"How?" Yun Qianyue looked at Feng Chen and asked. Seeing this, Feng Chen and the Feng Family Master did not talk well. Otherwise he would not be this expression.

"He said that as long as I go back to Feng's house, Feng's will be in charge of me! And what I want to do, everything is arbitrary, he will not interfere." Feng Chen looked at Yun Qianyue Road.

Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows. She looked at Rong Jing and saw his eyes flashing slightly. She thought about Rong Jing's contribution here! He had already talked to him when he brought the wind master back! What did he use to make the wind master agree so completely? She smiled, "How did you tell him?"

"Tomorrow I will go back to the wind home with him!" Feng Zhen seemed to say very hard words.

Yun Qianyue originally thought that it would take a while for Feng Chen to leave her and return to Feng's house. He didn't expect him to choose tomorrow. She looked a bit reluctant to see Feng Hui, and the little boy she pulled out of the dead man's pile at that time shook it for ten years. She shook Rong Jing's hand, stepped forward to hug Feng Hui, and said softly, "Don't hurry this day!"

"Fortunately, you have a conscience! I am a bit reluctant to me." Feng Yan's eyes were red and his voice was a little choked.

Yun Qingyue let him go, and said with a grin: "I have a conscience!"

Feng Chen snorted and said to Rong Jing: "Now you're proud of driving me away?"

Rong Jing ticked his lips and smiled, "Yes, Feng Gongzi is savvy! Knowing that returning to Fengjia sooner will be able to take over Fengjia sooner. You will be able to come back and help her better if one day changes. "

The wind embers were undecided, and suddenly dragged on Yunqianyue, dragged her away, "Go home! I want to eat your steak!"

"Steak?" Rong Jing raised his eyebrows, his eyes suddenly darkened, "Have you made steak for him?"

"I have done it once! Next time I will make it for you personally. Today you can eat yourself! I will go home and eat." Yun Qianyue saw Rong Jing's eyes changed color, and he cursed Feng Chui secretly. He was definitely intentional. , Knowing that this person is a big vinegar jar, but still want to overthrow the vinegar jar. She smiled favorably at Rong Jing, flicked away the wind embers, tapped at the tip of her feet, and first leapt the Zizhulin to leave Rongwang Mansion.

"I've eaten a lot of things she did!" Feng Chen threw another sentence to Rong Jing, suddenly smiled wickedly, tapped her toes lightly, and followed Yun Qiangyue to leap the Zizhulin and left Rongwang Mansion.

Rong Jing watched the two men leave, and the eyes of Qingquan changed from moment to moment. After a while, all emotions in the eyes disappeared, and he shouted calmly, "string song!"

"Shizi!" Xing Ge responded.

"Choose ten beautiful women to follow Feng Gongzi and Feng Jiazhu tomorrow, let them wait for Feng Gongzi well!" Rong Jing ordered.

Xing Ge's mouth twitched and bowed, "Yes!"

Returning to the Yunwang Mansion, Yun Qianyue stopped her body and fell to the door of Qianyue Pavilion.

In the Qingyue Pavilion, Mama Zhao, Cailian, Tingxue, Tingyu and a few little girls gathered around to talk while embroidering.

The wind ember slowed down Yun Qianyue and stepped down, standing next to Yun Qianyue, seeing her standing still at the door, urging her, "I want to eat steak!"

"Okay! I'll do it for you!" Yun Qianyue turned her head and glared at Feng Hui angrily. She could imagine that because of his sentence, she estimated that the number of cooks in the future would be too much. Rongjing will definitely not let her go!

Wind Ember smiled evilly, "Yue'er is best to me!"

Yun Qingyue thought about whether or not this guy would return to Fengjia tomorrow, and he must be kicking him far enough. She gave him a white glance and walked up to the courtyard.

"Miss, are you back?" Cailian and others found Yun Qianyue back, Qiqi stood up and surrounded her joyfully.

Yun Qianyue glanced at Cailian and glanced at Mother Zhao, Tingxue, Tingyu and others and smiled, "Well, I'm back! Are you ready to prepare meals?"

"Mother Zhao was ready to have lunch when she heard the young lady came back. Later, she searched the house and found no young lady. I thought that the young lady went out again. Now lunch is still warming the young lady in the pot!" Cailian immediately Road. The words complained, "Miss, you don't want us at all, you won't tell us when you come back."

"Well, I will pay attention next time!" Yun Qingyue nodded with a smile, bypassed Cailian, and walked up to the kitchenette.

"Miss, you wait in the house, and the old slave comes to take it." Mother Zhao Yunyun Yue walked towards the kitchenette, and she quickly walked towards the kitchenette.

"Mother Zhao, do we have beef in our kitchen?" Yun Qianyue asked nonstop.

"Yes!" Mother Zhao stopped and looked at Yun Qingyue, "Miss wants to eat beef? Today's old slave did not do it! Old slave will do it for you!"

"I'll do it myself!" Yun Qianyue shook her head, looked back at Feng Hui, and said to him: "You go to my room and wait!" The words fell, and she said to Cai Lian who looked at her stunned god: "Cai Lian, you bring the dishes prepared by Ms. Zhao into the room! Wait for Feng Gongzi to eat first!"

"Miss, you are..." Cailian stared at Yun Qiang stunned.

"I go to the kitchen!" Yun Qianyue dropped a sentence and entered the small kitchen.

Ms. Zhao sees that Miss actually wants to cook, but Miss has never been in the kitchen! She followed in a daze.

Cailian froze for a moment, turned her head to look at Feng Hui, and saluted him, "Wind Master, please enter the room! This is the slave-servant...

"No! I'll wait for her to eat together!" Feng Zhen waved his hand, interrupted Cailian, and walked towards the kitchen.

Cailian watched Feng Zhen walk towards the kitchen, she looked at the little girls in the snow and rain, and they all looked at the kitchen freshly. She also stepped up and followed. Thinking that the young lady is going to cook for beef? Just now she seemed to hear that Feng Gongzi wanted to eat steak. What is steak? People listening to snow, rain, etc. glanced at them, and they all flooded into the small kitchen.

Yun Qianyue entered the kitchenette and glanced around. The kitchenette was neat and clean, and the pots and pans were cleaned extremely cleanly. Only a variety of vegetables were in the basket, but she didn’t see the beef. She looked back at Ms. Zhao. Ms. Zhao hurriedly walked to a buckled wooden basin and opened the lid of the wooden basin. There was a lot of ice all around, filled with various kinds of meat. She took out a piece of beef and said: "These meats are all old slaves heard today that the lady returned to the vegetable market to buy new, fresh!"

"Hmm!" Yun Qingyue nodded, walked to the water basin and washed her hands, rolled up her sleeves, and said to Mom Zhao: "You go out! I can do it myself here."

"Miss, how can you do this? What do you say you want to eat, the old slave will do just fine!" Mother Zhao said immediately.

"It's him who wants to eat the steak I made! You won't do it! I'll come!" Yun Qiangyue looked back and stood at the door leaning against the door frame, watching her wind embers lazily, and looked at the color around the door. Lian, Tingxue, Tingyu and others smiled and said, "What are you doing standing there?"

"Miss, do you really want to cook?" Cailian looked at Yun Qianyue.

"Well, it's not fake!" Yun Qingyue took the beef from Mother Zhao's hand and washed it, put it on the board, and compared it with the thickness. From a large piece of beef, cut four pieces from the middle. Use the back of the knife to chop horizontally and vertically.

"Miss, the old slave gave you a hand! What do you use to say to the old slave!" Mama Zhao looked at Yun Qingyue happily, and she knew that she would cook when she saw the skill of the lady, but she didn't understand By the way, when did the lady start cooking?

"You peel me a shallot!" Yun Qianyue looked at Mom Zhao and thought for a moment.

Mother Zhao responded immediately and peeled a green onion.

Yun Qianyue cut the green onions into segments, spread the steak on the green onions, and sprinkle the appropriate amount of salt and seasoning on both sides. After doing this, she smiled back at Fengzhen: "Old rules, you give me a sword for a while, I will let you eat enough!"

"Okay!" Feng Zhen responded and exited the kitchenette.

Cailian and others quickly made way for him.

"Miss, is that all right?" Mama Zhao looked at the flavoured meat and waited like this?

"You can almost do it after watching Wujian! This process is called marinating. Its function is to make the beef and seasoning more tasty." Yun Qingyue explained, and smiled out of the kitchenette.

Mother Zhao nodded, remembering the steps secretly, thinking that the young lady would eat this in the future, and she would be able to make it without having to go to the kitchen in person. She saw Yun Qingyue out of the small kitchen and followed her out.

In the courtyard, Fengyan has already pulled out the sword and started dancing.

Yun Qingyue stood at the door of the small kitchen and watched the wind embers. I remember ten years ago, she pulled the little boy who was a few years old from the dead man. The little boy had lost his will to live. With only one breath, she stood in the dead man and danced a sword for him. After the dance, he asked, "Don't you want to be able to dance swords like me? As long as you tell me you want, I can make you stand up, live, and become like me."

Later, she spent the effort of nine cattle and two tigers to connect his body meridians, and it took half a year. He finally stood up, and after a year, he could finally dance the sword slowly. Now, ten years have passed. He is no different from a normal man, even more than one place than a normal man, and his martial arts are excellent. Five years ago, in order to help Ye Tianyi build the wind pavilion, his talents and talents were her greatest help, and she managed the huge wind pavilion in an orderly manner. However, compared with the foundations of the top ten hidden aristocratic families, which are hundreds of years old, the Fengge is only five years old, and it is still too small! Even if Feng Jia is sorry for him, his bloodline belongs to Feng Jia. Therefore, Huifeng's family is good for him.