The villain king really doesn't want to rebel

The wind is sunny and the sky is cloudless. In Wen Yongning's words, today is a good day to go out.

"Oh——Wen Yan, look at this, I just found it, it's not bad, I bought it for you."

Wen Yan looked languidly at a wooden carved puppy that was forced into his hand, big eyes to small eyes, it was indeed carved into wood three points, and his expression was very vivid, but Wen Yan could clearly see the weird look on the dog's face He hooked his lips into a smile, and when he came back to his senses, his fists were already clenched, "Why did I provoke my inner anger when I saw this thing?"

Seeing a certain prince scurrying around in different vendors in front of him, the little prince gradually understood everything.

It turned out that the anger in my heart that had nowhere to vent was the murderous intent towards Wen Yongning.

It was just dawn, this time it was not so early in the morning, Wen Yongning came to Prince An's Mansion, and told himself on a whim, that some vendors from the Western Regions came to the street recently, and there were many strange objects, and they wanted to join in the fun .

Wen Yan stayed up all night yesterday for lamp oil, sorted out the materials in the study, and slept in it all night. After waking up, his back was sore and he wanted to have a solid sleep, but Wen Yongning dragged him out again.

She is very regretful now, why did Wen Yongning not get rid of Wen Yongning when Wen Zibo granted her the land, and built the mansion in a street next to Shizi Mansion, and why she always saw Wen Yongning pretending to be pitiful , let go.

Wen Yan lowered his head and sighed heavily, and when he looked up again, he had adjusted his mood and looked around slowly.

Forget it, if you can't resist, choose to enjoy it.This sentence is said by the system every day, and I don't know what it means when it faces the wall every day and says this sentence to itself.

It's inexplicable, but Wen Yan thinks it makes sense.

The moment the troubles were collected, the excitement around him rushed up.

This is Bianjing, the capital center of the Liang Dynasty. The busiest and busiest area in the city runs through the bustling traffic, circles the entire city center, and is accompanied by various vendors.

Even after breakfast, there are still many customers in front of the breakfast stall.The air is filled with the aroma of various foods, and as far as the eye can see, delicacies from all corners of the world gather together.Wen Yan scanned the surroundings. When Wen Yongning pulled her out, she hadn't had breakfast yet, so it was rare for her to try other flavors.

Wen Yan is fond of sweets, but she doesn't want to look at the candy cakes early in the morning. Now she wants to find something salty to fill her stomach, so she just looked around, but Wen Yan hasn't seen what she wants to eat yet.

She relaxed and walked forward on her own.

After turning an intersection, Wen Yan stopped.

It seemed to be just an unremarkable intersection, Wen Yan rubbed the soles of her boots, but during the break, the umami smell became more and more intense, she lowered her head to look at the shadow behind her, and silently stepped up and turned a little inside .

As she walked further and further, Wen Yan didn't expect that there was a narrower alley inside, but she was right, the scent did come from here.

"The smell of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley", the little prince followed the smell in order to stutter, and went in turning left and right under the sight of the hidden guard.

Still the same sentence, the alley is not deep, the closer you go, the stronger the fragrance, the stronger the smell, the further you go.

Finally, Qingyang can be regarded as the "no one cares" that shines on this place.

Wen Yan saw it at first sight. There was a big pot for cooking wontons next to the stall, and a little white mist rolled up and overflowed with a strong fragrance.It happened that a middle-aged man had just picked up a piece of scones from the set up stove. The moment the sauce was brushed on, the aroma of the cake and sauce burst out, making His Royal Highness An, who had eaten all kinds of delicacies, unable to hold back his throat. moved.

The stall owner made a pancake and wonton, and the middle-aged woman next to him brought the pancake and wonton to the shed behind.

Wen Yan walked quickly to the stall and prepared to order the same one.

But the man was a little embarrassed when he heard it: "My lord, I'm really sorry, the batter is used up, and the ingredients are almost gone. It was the last cake just now." The man saw the fine workmanship of Wen Yan's clothes , and looks very outstanding, knowing that he is a big shot, he was careful not to offend the nobleman in front of him.

Wen Yan swept the man's hand, it was true.

It's a pity, she thought.

Wen Yan was turning around to look elsewhere.

At that moment, a piece of cake appeared in front of her eyes. Wen Yan squinted at it, and it looked familiar.

Well, she is no stranger to the hand holding the cake.

A cold voice sounded in my ears, "If you don't dislike it, eat my share."

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After Luo Hanjue came out of Luo's house, before entering the mansion, Lin Xian said that he was going to eat wontons at a wonton stand he used to eat. It was hidden in a complicated alley, and only the nearby residents and regular customers knew about it. Han Jue found it after a detour.

Lin Xian saw Luo Hanjue came out soon after, and ordered another bowl of wontons and sauce cakes.

Luo Hanjue sat down to rest, Lin Xian breathed out the heat, and put aside the parsley and shallots on top, he didn't like to eat these, and he asked the boss not to let them go before, but he didn't know that the taste of eating was just a little bit missing. I found that everything in the wontons made by the boss is the finishing touch, and they are indispensable.

Lin Xian chewed and swallowed the hot wonton, "How do you feel?"

Luo Hanjue shook her head, "Seeing is believing, I met Luo Yunjiao, she is very strange, very different from before."

"Then did Mrs. Xu say anything?"

"No, it was I who asked to see Luo Yunjiao. Madam's expression is normal. I walked all the way and tested the servants. The maid's expression was not right when she heard Luo Yunjiao's name, and the maid who served Luo Yunjiao since childhood Also changed."

Lin Xianruo was thoughtful: "Madam Xu's face is as usual for what the servants know. Maybe it's because she doesn't want to expose her shame in front of the general."

Luo Hanjue looked at the sky, "Maybe. I haven't seen you for so many years, Madam has kindness to me back then, and this kindness will be repaid one day."

The breakfast was brought over, and Luo Hanjue smelled it, and the aroma was tangy, and under the warm heat, her slightly gloomy eyebrows and eyes opened slightly.Luo Hanjue picked up the spoon, thinking that he could come here to eat more in the future.

Luo Hanjue was just about to eat when there was a conversation behind her.

"Sorry...that was the last pie just now." The boss said awkwardly.

Luo Hanjue looked at the cake in his hand, and Lin Xian also said: "The general is so lucky, the cakes here are made and sold fresh, if you come late, you won't be able to eat them."

Luo Hanjue was very hungry, and had no time to care about other people's trivial matters, and didn't say a word to Lin Xian's words, and the delicious taste of the hot spoon was only an inch away from his nose.

The moment the spoon touched the corner of his lips, the voice of talking to the boss sounded. "No problem, come back next time, I hope I can eat the cake made by the boss."

Luo Hanjue suddenly felt very full.

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Wen Yan took the pancakes and set them down opposite Luo Hanjue. She wanted to leave, but Luo Hanjue bought her a bowl of wontons in a flash. Wen Yan wondered for a moment whether Luo Hanjue would use it. In the blink of an eye, he was already sitting on his seat, looking straight at her.

Wen Yan licked his back teeth and glanced at Luo Hanjue's position.

Still sitting on the road outside, is this person really afraid that he will take the cake and run away?

Wen Yan angrily bit open the biscuit, it was indeed rich in sauce, crispy and delicious, the freshly baked scone was wrapped in the salty sauce, took a bite, the spicy taste of the beef filling jumped on the tip of the tongue, it made people appetite, hard to eat Extricate yourself.

After enjoying the delicious food, my mood improved a lot. Wen Yan stared at the minced meat and whispered, "It's not bad, no wonder it was sold out this morning."

"The wontons here are also delicious, Your Highness, have a taste." Luo Hanjue answered naturally, and pushed the other soup bowl just served towards Wen Yan.

Wen Yan didn't hesitate to pick up the soup spoon and took a sip. The moment he touched the mellow soup mouth, the little prince's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he filled another half spoon.

The corners of Luo Hanjue's mouth curled up slightly.

At first, Wen Yan thought that it was the smell of scones that attracted her, but unexpectedly, it was this plain bowl of clear soup.

Wen Yan has tasted all kinds of flavors in the mountains and rivers, and with a sip of the tip of his tongue, he can reveal some flavors.

The soup base is made of chicken bones and seasoned with some special spices. The chopped green onion and coriander sprinkled in the hot soup completely stimulate the original flavor of the onion. The wonton meat filling is thin and the skin is thin, and the soup is thick and delicious. In terms of the skill of scones and making wontons, it is already comparable to that of Fuchu chefs.

Luo Hanjue looked at Wen Yan with gentle eyes, eating with relish, the children still like to eat these hot things so much.

After Wen Yan finished eating the last bite, she suddenly remembered that Luo Hanjue gave her the cake, and she just ate it for herself, so what happened to Luo Hanjue's situation.

Wen Yan looked up at the bowl opposite.

Not a single wonton was moved, and there were some light flocs floating on the surface of the translucent soup base.

Wen Yan frowned unconsciously.

Suddenly, the person in sight raised his hand, and was about to put the cool wonton into his mouth.

Wen Yan knocked on the spoon, and the crisp porcelain bottom made a sound.

The boss standing outside the stall quietly glanced at the corner.

Wen Yan amplified his voice: "Boss!"

"Alas! What can you do?"

Wen Yan said loudly: "Let's have another bowl of wontons. The spoon fell to the ground just now, and it was covered with dust."

Under someone's silent gaze, Luo Hanjue withdrew his hand holding the bowl and spoon.

After a few breaths of silence, the boss was still dexterous, and immediately removed the extra tableware and wontons from the table, and served the freshly cooked delicious food.

Seeing the shallots on the soup surface, Wen Yan thought he and Luo Hanjue had settled.

"Then the general will use it up soon. The fee for this meal will be counted in my king's account, so the general doesn't have to spend it." While talking, Wen Yan tucked it into the belt without any trace, and the delicate fabric was empty, Wen Yan didn't believe it. , touch again, good guy, the pocket is cleaner than the face.

Wen Yan's half-curved smirk suddenly froze.

Luo Hanjue, who had been silent all this time, naturally saw Wen Yan's groping, watching her dig from her pocket to the sides of her sleeves, and she hadn't pulled out anything for a long time, a smile appeared in the woman's drooping eyelids.

Wen Yan listened to his opponent speak slowly.

"It's Han Jue's honor to be able to solve His Highness's worries and problems. His Highness can appreciate the face and eat the food recommended by Han Jue, without carelessness."

"It doesn't have to be like this, the general has worked so hard, and being able to meet him at the same table by chance, this king also feels that today's outing is also interesting."

Wen Yan insisted on leaning on his chest to say these words smoothly, because she knew that every time she met Luo Hanjue, she would always be embarrassed in front of Luo Hanjue.Whether it's wine or this bowl of wontons, could it be that this hurdle is really difficult to pass?

The little prince looked at Luo Hanjue with a slight smile in his eyes. How could a smart child not know that those words just now were a step up for her by a master who was able to handle things with ease.

System: My lord, your heart beats so fast.

Wen Yan: Shut up.

Wen Yan pretended that his blood was not rushing up, and his voice was suppressed and calm: "I appreciate the general's kindness. If the general can come to Prince An's mansion someday after taking a rest, I will arrange a banquet to entertain the general."

Before she said this, Wen Yan's original intention was to change the atmosphere back. She felt that if she was alone with Luo Hanjue again, her indifferent and mature image would collapse a little bit, and Luo Hanjue was at least a courtier who gave her a step up. It will definitely be done, and then she can take the opportunity to say goodbye.

Always in this regard, Wen Yan had subtle trust in Luo Hanjue.

Luo Hanjue took a sip of the hot soup, and said hello softly through the mist of the soup.

"Okay, since the general has something to do, then the king will not delay the general's handling of military affairs..." Wen Yan quickly answered, and Wen's thought was beautiful. Yan heard the words from Luo Hanjue in the next second. He repeated one more sentence in a round voice:

"What I said is that I must choose a day to visit."

"Snapped--"

something is disappearing...

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small theater:

A certain deputy general Lin who ran away with a bowl: General, I have made room for you, you have to seize the opportunity.

The boss behind chased after him and shouted: "Guest officer, you haven't paid yet."

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The author has something to say:

The little prince's trust in someone was a little high, so he was tricked once.