Chapter 38

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This tyrant, he doesn't play cards according to common sense!

She put her hand over her mouth and held back the tears.

He is so abnormal. What if she cries and he adds it several times?

Su Nuan stared at him pitifully and nodded seriously. Even if there were a hundred unwilling in his heart, he still behaved and didn't dare to refute.

There was another class. The teacher left his homework and the one-day course was over.

In fact, there are not many things to learn, but there are many great principles.

For example, in class, a teacher can make a long speech. Su Nuan feels that this is the same as the argumentative paper she wrote in the world at the beginning.

After class, Su Nuan followed Feng Junyi to copy internal training.

Feng Junyi writes memorials on the side. Su Nuan holds the pen holder to copy. After a while, his fingers hurt. Su Nuan puts down his pen, shakes his arms and hands, and then continues to copy in a regular manner.

Feng Junyi looks at the little girl around him from time to time. The little girl looks very serious. Although the posture of holding the pen is somewhat wrong, her attitude is excellent.

He couldn't help but stand up, walked to her, took out the brush held in her scallion like little hand, and gave her the correct grip: "this is the correct pen holding posture. You were wrong just now."

His eyes were sharp. When he drew out his brush just now, he saw a small red mark pressed out at the phalangeal knot of the little girl's tender white hand.

But he just glanced and said nothing.

Where do you know that when Feng Junyi looses his hand and returns to his seat, Su Nuan rubs his little shoulder.

Is the little tyrant too thin?

Just now, when he held her finger and held the pen, he felt his clavicle on her shoulder, which hurt her.

She couldn't help looking back at Xiang Feng Junyi. She saw that the thin young man's eyebrows were locked. His long silky hair was high and dark and shiny. On the contrary, his face was paler. Even in the cold season, his body was still thin.

Think about it, even her appetite is bigger than that of the little tyrant. I don't know how much. Moreover, she has eaten three meals a day, fruit snacks and junk food in the supermarket. Don't be too delicious.

When it comes to food, Su Nuan is hungry again. She puts down her brush and carefully says, "brother emperor, can I go to the imperial dining room to find something to eat?"

Feng Junyi didn't even look at her and said in a low voice, "go."

Hearing the speech, she came down from the stool, lifted her skirt and went to the imperial dining room.

Pearl followed her and said, "empress, what do you want to eat? Just go and get it for you. You have to go there yourself."

Su Nuan sighed, spread his little hand in front of the Pearl and said, "look, my fingers are red and my arms are sour and painful. Go to the imperial dining room to find something to eat and be lazy secretly."

"I see. It's hard for my empress. I'll rub it for you."

Pearl finished, and now she had rubbed Su Nuan's hand. Su Nuan took back his hand and said, "no, let's go quickly."

When he arrived at the imperial kitchen, Su Nuan saw that the imperial kitchen had begun to prepare lunch.

She moved her forefinger in an instant. When she looked carefully, she was a little disappointed.

The dishes are still the previous dishes. Although there are a lot of them, she has eaten them all.

As like as two peas in the palace, as like as two peas, two days and thirty dishes are available.

At first she could eat fresh, but now she's bored.

Yesterday, I ate the emperor's rice for the first time. I thought it was strange to eat a lot. Today, I can understand why Feng Junyi is so thin.

Since childhood, most of them have such dishes. Even normal people eat and vomit, right?

She knew that the Empress Dowager had a special imperial kitchen. The imperial kitchen would open a small stove for her whatever she wanted. She didn't worry about this problem at all.

Feng Junyi suffers alone.

Seeing that the imperial chefs were ready to start cooking again, Su Nuan waved his hand and said, "after you have cut the dishes, I can start at the same time. I'll cook the emperor's meal today."

When the cooks in the imperial dining room saw that their empress was going to fight in person, they were frightened and said, "Empress is reluctant to do this. How can you do it yourself? Empress, you can do whatever you want."

When Su Nuan heard that they were going to make a long speech, he couldn't help but put his hands on his hips and looked angry and said, "Why are you so wordy? If the palace wants to cook some food for the emperor, can't Chengdu have no right?"

Hearing this, the imperial chef kowtowed one by one: "I dare not, I dare not."

Without the obstruction of the imperial chef, Su Nuan can do it more easily.

Looking at the chicken to be stewed next to him, he took a kitchen knife and separated all the chicken wings and legs. Three times and five times divided by two. Fortunately, he also got a plate of chicken wings and a plate of chicken legs.

After using these, she took the marinade and began to marinate.

After the chicken legs are pickled, the starch is wrapped in the egg liquid, rolled in the bread bran, and then fried in the oil pan. In this way, it can be burnt outside and tender inside after frying twice.

The imperial chefs were stunned when they saw such a practice.

But on another thought, their little empress came from the cloud country. Even if she did some strange things, it was not strange.

After frying chicken legs, Su Nuan made chicken wings with Orleans marinade, and specially fried potato chips and ketchup for the little tyrant.

As for chicken breast meat, it is made into chicken chops.

In addition to these, she also asked people to cut some fruit, and then asked the imperial chef to help set the plate. The simple and modernist KFC set meal is ready.

Su Nuan clapped his hands and said, "you can present it to the emperor."

When the imperial chefs saw that there were only these dishes, they were worried to death. They were really afraid that their heads would be cut off because of the small number, and they didn't dare to come forward one by one.

Su Nuan said quietly, "don't be afraid. After taking it, I will be with you. At that time, the emperor will be dissatisfied. Although the blame is on me, it won't involve you."

Hearing this, the imperial chefs lamented that their empress was not only beautiful and lovely, but also kind-hearted. Now they went to the greenhouse with the food cooked by their empress herself.

When Su Nuan and the imperial chefs came to the greenhouse, Feng Junyi sat there. When he saw her, he glanced at her slightly and said in a low voice, "it means to go to the imperial dining room to bring something to eat. Why did he go so long?"

When he said that, he immediately came forward and said gently, "warm is to see that the emperor's brother is too tired, so he personally cooked some small dishes for you to taste."

Su Nuan said that, with his tender white hand, he personally brought a plate of fried chicken legs and put them in front of Feng Junyi. Feng Junyi stared at the little hand and saw a blister on it. His face was extremely cold.

"What's going on?"