Yan Ruomeng turned around and looked at Liang Yu. She didn't notice that something was tripping under her feet and fell forward uncontrollably.

"Master!" Liangyu shouted anxiously, and then ran towards Yan Ruomeng.

When Yan Ruomeng was helped up, she had lost the ability to move and could only lean on Liangyu.

"Master, are you okay?"

Yan Ruomeng shook her head weakly, "You... puff, puff."

When she fell down, she didn't know what kind of grass was in her mouth. As soon as she opened her mouth, it was stuck in her mouth, and the smell of the grass was still sucking.

Yan Ruomeng spat a few times, and felt that her sky spirit cap had been washed away by the grass.

The person was no longer confused. He looked at the grass he spit out in front of him clearly. The more she looked, the more familiar she became.

"This thing?" Yan Ruomeng lowered her head and walked towards the place where she fell, and saw a green plant. "Isn't this coriander? It's still wild!"

Liangyu looked at what Yan Ruomeng said, "Can this thing be eaten?"

"Of course." The excitement of discovering coriander made her temporarily forget Tang Yuchuan's uncertain loss of life and death. "I will use this thing to cook for you tonight."

Thinking of the long-lost taste, Yan Ruomeng felt that her taste had recovered and her mouth was still secreting saliva.

Seeing that she was in such a good mood, Liangyu had the ability to pull out a lot of coriander.

When she returned to the camp, Yan Ruomeng asked A San and Jinnuo to get the pot. She took the spoon and fryed a large pot of coriander fried rice.

The fragrance evoked Tang Yin's little greed again.

"Mom, I knew you were the most powerful. I loved you the most. Suddenly I felt that it was not that important to have a father or not."

Yan Ruomeng pulled a creepy smile on her lips, "Goudan, you are almost growing like Tang Yuchuan."

Tang Yin shook his body, "Mom, I never dared to do it anymore. I only love you the most, you didn't hear the one behind you."

The cilantro smelled even more after being stir-fried. After being swept by the north wind, it ran away to Shengwang Camp.

King Sheng, who was eating dry food, suddenly felt that the dry food on his hands was no longer delicious.

Not to mention him, even the few deputy generals in the same camp stopped moving.

"Prince." Deputy General No. 1 barely took a bite of dry food, "It smells so fragrant."

King Sheng, who was called, suddenly sobbed with his head down.

Deputy General No. 2 took a step worriedly, "Prince, are you okay?"

After asking with caring words, King Sheng was already in tears, "Damn it, it's not better."

The next second, the dry food in his hand hit the ground, covered with yellow mud.

"Prince!" several deputy generals shouted at the same time.

King Sheng wiped away his tears, "The hard days have passed. Whoever likes to eat this dry dough should go. Catch the person who makes this dish for me. In the future, I will eat it every day until I get tired of it."

On the other end of Yan Ruomeng, just after having a delicious lunch, I saw a group of soldiers coming towards them in an orderly manner.

The secret guards guarded in the outermost circle immediately became alert and drew their swords to face each other.

Yan Ruomeng hugged Tang Yin in his arms, and Liangyu stopped them, "Master, what's going on? Could something happened to Your Highness?"

"Look again." Yan Ruomeng's heart was hanging in her throat, but she didn't dare to show it.

Tang Yuchuan has taken risks, and she is now the backbone of the entire team. Even if she panics, she cannot show it.

But when the other party arrived, Yan Ruomeng's feet suddenly softened and half of her body rested on Tang Yin.

There are too many enemies. Just a brief look at them, the number of people is already three times that of them. I am afraid that even flies cannot fly out of this ratio.

Tang Yin was suppressed by Yan Ruomeng and shouted in protest, "Mom, you should lose weight."

"Don't, don't mess around, I'll play well."

Liangyu felt frustrated when she saw Yan Ruomeng’s actions, “Master, what should we do now?”

"At worst, just go ahead and fight with them, Jinnuo..."

Just as Yan Ruomeng was about to take action, the deputy general who led the other party suddenly shouted.

"Who made your dishes tonight? Ask him out."

For a moment, everyone's eyes were all looking at Yan Ruomeng.

Liangyu scolded Ah San, "What are you looking for? People are looking for the Huotou Army."

Asan and Jin Nuo understood it and immediately changed their attention.

Seeing this, the deputy general continued to shout, "Our prince said that you can hand over your cooking, so that you can all be safe and sound, otherwise."

With a "date!", the deputy general's sword was unsheathed, and the deep white light made Yan Ruomeng's feet weak again.

Thinking about the little Tuanzi in her arms, she decided to die bravely. She traveled through time and lived for the second time. What's the point of death? She might be able to go back if she died.

“I made it.”

Yan Ruomeng raised her hand and walked out of the layers of hidden guards.

The deputy general looked up and down at Yan Ruomeng and seemed to be disbelieving, "You are just a woman?"

It's coming again, it's coming again.

Yan Ruomeng complained in her heart, when is it time to encounter gender bias? It seems that this is an indispensable level on the cook's copy.

Since it is this copy, Yan Ruomeng, as an experienced person, has become confident.

"Have you not inquired before you come here? This place is the camp of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. I am the prince's concubine. There are already some rumors in the capital."

When the deputy general heard Yan Ruomeng's words, his face felt a little embarrassed, "Ahem, of course this deputy general knows, but who knows who you are?"

"?" Yan Ruomeng was suspicious. Was the other party's reaction a little bit loud?

In order to test his guess, Yan Ruomeng continued, "The prince of the dynasty favors his concubine, you won't even know this, right? No, right?"

The words that were full of mockery made the deputy general run wild in an instant. The treasure swords that had just been slightly unsheathed were all unsheathed in a blink of an eye.

"You're looking for death!"

In the flash of lightning, Yan Ruomeng raised his hand to block the light, "You'd better think clearly. I'm dead, but no one will cook for you. When you enter the capital, if you haven't tasted the cooking skills of the prince's concubine, it will be a lifelong regret. Even if you don't think about yourself, you won't think about your master?"

The deputy general stopped his hand with a knife. Yan Ruo dreamed that it worked, and his originally weak feet became hard.

It seems that this is a group of country troops with great face. As long as she grasps this characteristic, it is not easy to complete the cook copy of the enemy camp. Maybe she can still protect Tang Yuchuan.

"Put down your knife. If I am in a good mood, it is not bad to cook a meal for you? But if I am in a bad mood," Yan Ruomeng left a suspenseful smile, "I will bear the consequences."

The deputy general held up the knife and took a step back, and his mouth became stuttering, "Hurry, ask the chef, no, ask the concubine."

Yan Ruomeng was taken to Shengwang Military Camp respectfully.

King Sheng is a stout middle-aged man with dark skin and more ravines on his face than the emperor. He seems to be working all year round with the sun.
Chapter completed!