Princess Jiaojiao arrives, teasing the prince to blush and heartbeat

In the early morning of the next day, a ray of warm sunlight came into the room. Luo Lan opened her eyes slightly, and felt a scent rushing into her nostrils. She sniffed it vigorously, then turned her head, and said to herself pleasantly Soliloquy,

"It seems to taste like mapo tofu."

"My lady has a really good nose!"

Leng Yu's voice sounded at this moment, he came to the bedside, his smile was as warm as the spring breeze.

He leaned halfway, put his hands on the edge of the bed, looked at Luo Lan's big crystal clear eyes, and said softly:

"My lady, aren't you hungry? The tofu I bought this morning is soft and delicious. I asked the kitchen to make mapo tofu for you. It's ready for dinner. Get up and eat!"

Hearing what he said, Luo Lan stretched out her arms, put her arms around his head, pursed her mouth, and muttered coquettishly,

"Sister-in-law is so kind, let's get up after a kiss!"

Leng Yu lowered his eyebrows and kissed her on the forehead, then hugged her frail body with both hands and sat up, helping her arrange her clothes while whispering softly,

"Of course my husband is fine. How about you help me get dressed?"

"Okay, my husband will feed me later."

"Row……"

A Cai and A Hong, who were standing outside the door, couldn't help but secretly pursed their lips and smiled when they heard their delicate conversation.

After Luo Lan put on her clothes, A Cai hurriedly brought in the washing water, she waved her hand directly, "Wash after eating, I'm going to starve to death."

At the end of the speech, she sat down at the table, and Leng Yu sat opposite her. She picked up the bowl and was about to speak, but she grabbed the bowl and said impatiently:

"I'll do it by myself. When you feed me, all the gluttons in my stomach will come out."

After saying this, she wolfed down the food in front of her.

Looking at her appearance of losing her image due to starvation, Leng Yu felt both funny and heartbroken. This New Year, Lan'er was really tired, and she didn't get a good rest from the first day of the new year. So from now on, he decided to spend time with her.

After eating two bowls of rice in a row, Luo Lan raised her handkerchief, pursed her lips, patted her stomach, and smiled embarrassedly,

"Master, why don't you eat?"

Leng Yu raised the corner of his mouth, smiled slightly and shook his head, "I'm not hungry, watching you eat makes me full."

Leng Yu leaned on his chin with one hand, looking at Luo Lan who was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, his eyes were full of love and tenderness.

Hearing what he said, Luo Lan blinked her crystal eyes, and said to A Cai who was standing not far away:

"Changing clothes for me, by the way, how many words did those seven guys write?"

Hearing her question, A Cai pursed her lips and smiled lightly as she came over to prepare her clothes.

"Princess, you don't know. I went to see them just now. They are all painted-faced cats. I heard that they went to write when they got up early in the morning, and they didn't even have time to eat breakfast."

After Luo Lan pursed her lips, she looked at her pretty face in the bronze mirror, and said softly:

"It's really embarrassing for them. I will ask Ah Gang to go to the market to buy some chicken and fish. I will cook for them at noon and give them extra meals."

Hearing this, Leng Yu was taken aback for a moment, and then hurriedly stopped her,

"Miss, this is impossible. If you want to reward them, just ask the cook to do it. How can you do it yourself?"

"That's right, princess, you don't know. Now the whole capital is singing about your victory over General Wu and King Zhennan in three games in a row on New Year's Eve. They say that you are the reincarnation of a strange woman. How can you do things like go to the kitchen?" What to do?"

"Why can't I do it?"

Luo Lan stood up, stretched the folds on the skirt, raised her eyebrows and said:

"I'm a human being, not a god. What others tell me can't affect what I do. Besides, those guys are writing here because of me. If I don't do something, it's justified!"

Speaking of this, she looked at Leng Yu, blinked her eyes slyly, and whispered softly with her tongue out:

"Actually, I'd rather go to the kitchen than write."

Seeing that she didn't seem to be joking, Leng Yu said directly to A Cai:

"Do as the princess tells you."

A Cai took the order and left. Leng Yu came to Luo Lan, hugged her waist from behind, looked at the delicate and charming little face in the bronze mirror, and put his chin directly on her beautiful face. On the hair, said softly:

"The lady likes to go to the kitchen, so my husband will accompany you."

"What will you do?" She stretched out her fingers provocatively and pinched his face.

"Lan'er taught me, and when I learn it, I will cook delicious meals for Lan'er every day."

Hearing what he said, Luo Lan turned from his arms to face him, put both hands on his waist, and said affectionately:

"Is what Xianggong said true?"

"Of course it's true."

Leng Yu used his thin and cool lips to kiss his forehead lightly like a chicken pecking at rice. For her, he seemed to have a feeling that he could never kiss her enough.

The few people who were writing seriously in the study learned from A Cai that the concubine and the prince personally cooked for them at noon today to reward them. This news came as a surprise to them. Suddenly, strength came, and the pen in his hand moved happily.

Luo Lan came to the kitchen, rolled up her sleeves, looked at the ingredients in the kitchen with her hands on her hips, and was thinking about what dishes to make.

Leng Yu stood beside her, like a little follower, waiting to listen to her instructions.

The two cooks in the kitchen and the new helpers stood outside the door and looked at the two people in the kitchen with puzzled expressions on their faces.

It was really the first time for the princess to go to the kitchen, especially for this famous princess in the capital.

"Sir, pick this celery for me, pick this cauliflower, and clean up that fish for me."

Hearing her words, the two cooks who were hiding outside the door trotted in and said flatteringly:

"Princess, let's come, how can the prince do this job."

Before Luo Lan could speak, Leng Yu directly raised his hand and said:

"You go down, I'll come."

Hearing this, although the two cooks were stunned, they retreated quietly and continued to lie at the door and wait and see.

For Leng Yu, such a simple task as picking up the fish is still somewhat difficult. Just when Luo Lan had cooked the pot and was waiting for his fish to be put into the pot, when he turned around, he found that not only the fish was covered in Blood, Leng Yu's face was also covered with blood.

Luo Lan looked at him in astonishment, and stepped forward to ask, dumbfounded,

"Sir, are you okay?"

Leng Yu raised the hand holding the knife and wiped the blood stains on his face, and nodded with a smile, "Fortunately, killing a fish is harder than killing an enemy, and his body is too slippery. Look, I cut my finger .”

As he spoke, he raised his knife-cut finger in front of Luo Lan, and a wound was clearly visible on it.

Luo Lan didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly shouted:

"Quick, put down the knife, wash your hands quickly, and then I'll apply disinfectant to you."

"Don't be so nervous, it's just a small injury."