Princess he always wanted to murder her husband

Chapter 108 Cooking is Easy

He believed that Gong Mochen had moved his heart towards him now, but for the moody Gong Mochen, how long would this sincerity last?No one knows.

Maybe tomorrow if Su Jin doesn't go his way, he will beat Su Jin and throw him out. After all, he has done such things a lot.

Or maybe he will be removed from the position of concubine, demoted to a concubine, and then find a bunch of people to continue to open the harem, with three thousand beauties.

In his eyes, Gong Mochen's feelings are just childish for a while, and he will replace them with new ones when he gets tired of playing.

Gong Mochen didn't know what was going on in Su Jin's mind, but felt that his lower body was swollen and painful, which was almost unbearable. He stood up and controlled his expression to look less painful.

"I'll ask the kitchen to make you something to eat, and I'll be back later."

Su Jin nodded, and Gong Mochen hurried out of the room to suppress the almost maddening desire by himself.

After he left, Su Jin stretched his waist, all he could think about was Master Zisheng.

He used to think that Xie Zhaosi might know, but now it was obvious that he would not be able to contact Xie Zhaosi for a while, so he could only start with Chun Huinian.

He took off the swing on his head and threw it on the table. Looking at the swing, he couldn't help complaining, "What is it, it looks like something worn by women."

He took off the messy things on his head, wiped off the rouge and powder on his face, then sat on the stool and stared at the door, waiting for the meal.

Originally, he felt full after eating those things, but when Gong Mochen talked about the things made in the kitchen, he began to feel hungry again. Fruits are not as delicious as hot meals.

After Gong Mochen finished dealing with himself, he came to the stove. At this time, the cook had already gone to bed, and he was the only one in the stove.

He looked at the white flour bag in the corner, and suddenly an idea came to him...

The guards who were patrolling outside passed the stove and saw that the light was still on inside, and couldn't help feeling a little curious.

Who else is cooking at this point?

He got closer and wanted to take a look, but before he could see clearly, he heard a "boom", and suddenly a red light appeared on the window and rushed upwards.

It's on fire! ?

The guard was terrified, and hurriedly entered the stove, only to see a man with a disgraced face, wearing a wedding gown, but the hem was burnt and incomplete, and the whole stove was filled with black smoke, which was very choking. The wedding robe recognized him, and stammered, "Wang, wang, lord?!"

Gong Mochen was inexplicably ashamed, he looked at the puddle of blackened paste in the pot, and whispered, "It should be edible..."

The guard came forward with some curiosity, and was a little surprised to see the stove that had been robbed like a robbery. He looked at the puddle in the pot that said it was gray or black, and it was still bubbling unknown liquid , boldly asked, "My lord is... refining poison?"

Gong Mochen, "..."

The guard thought he had guessed right, and quickly praised, "My lord is really powerful. You can tell that the poison is extremely lethal just by smelling it." He raised his hand and rubbed his red eyes, "Oh, I'm so sick!" Mother, just the taste is so delicious."

He recalled the flames just now, and asked, "Did this house catch fire just now? All my subordinates saw the flames from outside."

Gong Mochen kicked the stove angrily, "Just now, I was filling firewood, and for some reason, a big fire burst out suddenly. Fortunately, I hid quickly, otherwise I would have been burned."

The guard looked at the person whose fried hair had been burnt and whose face was still black and white.

The prince is no different from being burned now...

"Young Master Chun has a special stove for refining poison, which is much safer than the cauldron in this kitchen. Your lord might as well go to his place." The guard suggested.

Gong Mochen gritted his teeth, "This king is cooking, not refining poison!"

The guard stared in surprise, pointed to the unknown liquid in the pot in disbelief, and asked, "This is..."

"This king wanted to cook noodles for the concubine to eat, and then it became like this." Gong Mochen's tone was very helpless.

"How does the prince make noodles?"

Gong Mochen said truthfully, "Pour a bowl of white noodles into the pot."

"...My lord is good at cooking."

The guard saw that the majestic man in the past was now smoked like black charcoal, he finally couldn't bear it, and decided to teach Gong Mochen how to cook.

Gong Mochen sighed while doing as he did, "It turns out that there is still water to knead the noodles."

The guard's eyes couldn't help twitching, "...it's really amazing."

After tossing and tossing for a long time, a bowl of noodles was finally ready. Gong Mochen carried the noodles and left contentedly, leaving behind the hard-working little guards with tears in their eyes to clean up the battlefield-like kitchen.

Su Jin and others were drowsy, and when they were about to turn off the lights and go to sleep, they finally heard footsteps approaching. He heard the sound and saw that Gong Mochen was carefully walking into the room with a bowl of noodles. Su Jin watched His clothes and his slightly burnt hair made him startled, and he asked, "Why did you go?"

Gong Mochen put his face on the table, looking at his body, feeling a little embarrassed.

He originally planned to change his clothes before coming back, but he was afraid that his face would be cold because of his delay, and he would suffer if it didn't taste good, so he simply came over like this.

"Did you do the cooking yourself?" Su Jin asked.

Gong Mochen waved his hands again and again, "No, no, this is made by the cook."

He was afraid that admitting what he did would make Su Jin feel conflicted, so he said cautiously, "Come and taste it."

Su Jinming knew that he was lying and didn't tell the truth, so he sat down and took a bite of the noodles half-believingly. Suddenly, a salty and bitter taste filled his mouth.

Seeing him frowning, Gong Mochen felt tense, "What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?"

Su Jin didn't speak, but swallowed the noodles in his mouth in pain, and looked up at Gong Mochen.

Gong Mochen looked extremely ridiculous at the moment, the meticulously combed hair was now like a chicken coop, there were still burnt black spots in many places, and his face was also very embarrassed, but with this ridiculous look The appearance made Su Jin feel a little sour.

He didn't speak, just lowered his head, picked up the noodles with his chopsticks and ate them in big mouthfuls. After three or two mouthfuls, his hands were trembling because of the saltiness, but he didn't say anything wrong.

Gong Mochen saw that he thought his cooking was delicious, and the worry in his heart disappeared.

Su Jin's mouth was full of bitterness. He put the bowl aside and took a sip of the cold tea, which relieved the bitterness in his mouth.

"It's delicious." He praised against his will.

Gong Mochen beamed with joy, "Then I'll let the cook cook it for you every day!"

Su Jin quickly waved his hand and refused, "No need, just eat noodles once in a while."

If he eats this every day, he might walk ahead of Gong Mochen...

Gong Mochen felt a little disappointed, and Su Jin didn't sympathize anymore when he saw it, after all, his own life was important.

Su Jin rubbed his eyes, feeling drowsy again, he stood up tiredly and walked to the bed, took off the red robe on his body, got into the bed by himself, and fell asleep after a while.

Standing there, Gong Mochen was at a loss, and naturally he couldn't go to bed directly, so he turned off the lights, walked out of the room lightly, and returned to the west wing.

I wonder if this sweet dream can last longer...

Royal Palace.

Gong Yan was furious, and smashed everything in the bedroom, the vase was broken all over the floor, and the precious portraits were torn to pieces by him. Pleasing to the eye, I wish I could destroy it all.

The Chief Ouchi knelt on the ground without saying a word, his body trembling constantly, and beads of sweat kept oozing from his forehead.

"Xiao Linzi, go and drag ten or eight of the new maids out of the palace, and I'll cut them all off!!" Gong Yan roared angrily.

The head of the Ouchi said tremblingly, "The miscellaneous family will do it now... let's do it..."

He stood up and ran as if fleeing for his life.

He opened the door, and suddenly a figure appeared in front of him, causing him to scream in horror, and fell to the ground, "National, national, national teacher!"

Gu Qichuan snorted coldly, "You take good care of the emperor, if you really cut him off, I'm afraid there will be rumors in the capital again tomorrow."

Xiao Linzi didn't dare to say anything, just sat on the ground like that.

Gu Qichuan bypassed him and walked towards Gong Yan.

When Gong Yan saw the person coming, he was even more angry. He said in a strange way, "Master Guo Shi is finally back, and I was thinking of removing your position and replacing it with someone interesting."

Gu Qichuan didn't take it seriously, he saw the grand teacher's chair at the side, went straight to sit down, and said coldly, "If the emperor removes this humble minister, then this humble minister will have to sit on your dragon chair. "

Gong Yan was furious, "How dare you! You are not afraid that the regent will cut you under the knife!!"

"You are nothing more than a pup born to a fake eunuch and a little court lady. Letting you sit on the dragon chair for so long has already caused smoke from your ancestral grave, and now you dare to yell at me. Is it true? Do you regard yourself as the blood of the royal family?" Gu Qichuan uttered the most unrevealable secret in Gong Yan's heart in one sentence, and Gong Yan's expression turned grim in an instant.

"What right do subjugated slaves have to show off their power in front of me!? When your value is exhausted, I will definitely tell the regent your true identity, and see if he doesn't cut you alive!" Gong Yan said viciously.

Gu Qichuan caressed the delicate carvings on the Grand Master's chair. The dragon scales and whiskers on it were lifelike and very beautiful. There was a little madness in his eyes.

"Do you think that compared to me as a former royal family, you, the humble blood who killed the first emperor Longzi and replaced him, will be any better?"

He smiled slightly, his eyes were full of cruelty, "Trash Emperor, enjoy your stolen life, after all, if you are discovered one day, your beloved "Uncle Emperor" will not show mercy to you."

The clothes of the Ouchi Chief who was still sitting there were soaked in cold sweat, and his body was constantly shaking from fear.

What did he hear!