Murong Qiulian sat in her seat and saw the dining tables lined up around the courtyard. She calmly pulled Leng Yuhan's sleeves and walked to a black pepper steak. She coughed twice and pretended to be calm.

Leng Yuhan whispered in his ear, "Yan'er, can this dark thing be eaten?"

"Haha, do you need me to serve you personally?"

Leng Yuhan put his arms around Murong Qiulian's waist and pushed it into his arms, smiling evilly.

It's rare to see Murong Qiulian's ink eyes dispelled and helpless. It feels good.

"No need, come alone!"[

Murong Qiulian unabashedly let go of the woman's arm that was deliberately clamped on his waist. Murong Qiulian frowned and stared at the steak under the slap for about a stick of incense before uttering a sentence that made Leng Yuhan laugh till his belly.

If it hurts, "that

Murong Qiulian raised his noble face and looked at the waiter standing at the side of the dining table serving the meal. He raised his slender jade fingers and ordered the steak twice.

"Yes, little master."

The waiter took out the blue and white porcelain plate on the grid and placed it on the dining table. He picked up the wooden shovel placed on the dining plate, flattened it, took out a piece of steak and put it on the table. Then he picked up the small pocket dagger next to the dining plate and skillfully and orderly cut it.

The steak was cut into small pieces, and finally a few green fennel leaves and two shredded tomato slices were placed on the steak. With a pair of silver chopsticks, he bowed his head and presented it to Murong Qiulian respectfully.

"Mom? Hehe, did Lian'er eat it?"

Taking the porcelain plate, he picked up a small piece with chopsticks and put it into his mouth to taste it carefully. Murong Qiulian shook the small silver chopsticks in his hand and giggled with satisfaction, revealing two rows of beautiful and lovely white teeth.

"Huh! You can eat it yourself if you can? Don't ask others for advice?"

Leng Yuhan stood up while rubbing his stomach, which was strained by laughter. He snatched the chopsticks from Murong Qiulian's hand and took a piece of steak for himself. After tasting the taste, he shook his head unsatisfied.

Tsk tsk! The heat is a bit too high!

She likes to eat five layers of cooked food!

When all the female officials in the courtyard saw the Queen and the Young Master, they all moved their chopsticks in advance, and regardless of the usual dining etiquette rules, they imitated the behavior of the Queen and the Young Master and joined in the ordering process.

The Haodu Palace suddenly became lively, and the generals gathered in small groups. Some came forward to toast the queen's mistress, and some strolled aside to drink fine wines. The entire Haodu Palace seemed to have become a modern

A large-scale high-end place for social receptions.

Mu Bentang, Bai Musan and Fu Ruya stood behind the Queen. They saw the Queen and the young master holding each other's arms and lingering at various dining tables to select and taste. When they encountered a flavor they liked, they danced happily.

The three of them followed suit and walked to the nearest dining table. They looked at the triangular-shaped pastry-like food on the tray, which resembled candied green algae. They all showed curious expressions.

"Xiao Bai, you taste it first!"

When encountering unknown objects, Fu Ruya was the first to push Bai Musan to the forefront.

"Why don't you try it first? If you are so timid, I don't know what the emperor likes about you."

Isn’t it just trying food you’ve never eaten before? Isn’t it just eating standing up with a plate and chopsticks? What’s there to be afraid of?

Could a meal designed by the Queen herself be poisonous?

Bai Musan shook off Fu Ruya's wrist, held her waist, picked up a piece of pastry with her chopsticks, and put it into her mouth. As she approached her lips, there was a sudden force on her wrist that turned Bai Musan's chopsticks in the direction, and put it straight into her mouth.

Mu Bentang’s mouth.[

"You, what are you doing?"

The chopsticks fell to the ground, and Bai Musan looked at Mu Bentang who was eating the food without changing his expression in surprise.

"Want to eat."

Mu Bentang swallowed the food in his mouth, picked up the wet handkerchief on the dining table and elegantly wiped the grease from the corners of his lips, took the dinner plate, and walked towards the next meal.

"You, you,"

Bai Musan pointed at Mu Bentang's back and said "you" several times, but Fu Ruya finally picked up the pastry to silence his screaming mouth.

"Goodbye! Even a fool can see that he is willing to sacrifice his life for you. Such a man is worth marrying and hurting!"

The feeling behind the words was full of sorrow. I really hoped that the man I fell in love with could do such a bold thing, but why?

The love between a man and a woman lying on the bed always stirs up a ray of shock in the thoughts that come back from dreams at midnight, and Fu Ruya's heart feels as uncomfortable as a knife cutting through her veins.
Chapter completed!