The name "Quanquan" is vulgar, so isn't Huahua even more vulgar?
Besides, he doesn't like flowers either.
Huahua could only say reluctantly, "Thank you so much, Mr. Mo Gui, for the name."
"I think you are quite pleasing to me, so why don't you follow me back to Mo Pavilion."
"This... I'm very grateful to Mr. Mo Gui for your appreciation. I just don't know what Mr. Mo Gui wants to do for me. I have to go to the imperial kitchen as a errand soon."
"Didn't I tell you that I fell in love with you and that you would work as an errand in Moge from now on?"
"This... doesn't exist."
"Then now that you know it, why don't you leave quickly?"
Huahua was confused.
It is the dream of many people to be promoted to Moge as an official.
But why does he feel that this master is a bit stupid?
"What are you doing here? Don't you want to go?"
"If you are willing, of course I am willing. I am so happy."
Regardless of whether he is stupid or not, he has been able to serve your noble lord personally and has been promoted several levels in a row. He will no longer have to do heavy work in the future.
Huahua felt happy and hurriedly followed the Demon Lord.
"Tell me, how can I make my little sister like me more?"
"Are you talking about Your Majesty?"
"Besides her, who else is worthy of being my little sister?"
"Yes yes yes..."
Huahua wiped her sweat.
Call me Miss Your Majesty. There are few people in the world who are as bold as your Majesty.
"Your Majesty, people often say that if you want to capture a person's heart, you must first capture her stomach. Why don't you personally cook some meals that His Majesty likes to eat? Perhaps His Majesty sees that you are so sincere and the food you cook is so good.
It's so delicious, I'll come to Zan Mo Pavilion every day from now on."
The Demon Lord stroked his ink hair for a moment, then raised a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
"You are right. As long as I catch my little sister's stomach, are you afraid that she will not rely on me in the future? I just want to do something? I am not good at cooking either."
"Your Majesty, the Drunken Flower Chicken in our country is one of the best. Why don't we make a Drunken Flower Chicken for Your Majesty to try."
The Demon Lord immediately grimaced.
"Chicken, what kind of chicken? What's so delicious about chicken? It's a pile of chicken shit. I'm disgusted to death."
Huahua was confused again.
Why is Mo Guijun so angry?
Of course chickens have chicken poop.
Wouldn't it be nice to deal with it a little bit?
Furthermore, the Drunken Flower Chicken of the Ice Kingdom is indeed the best delicacy in the Ice Spirit Continent.
Huahua wanted to say something more, but the Demon Lord grinned, surprising everyone.
"Yes, you go pick all the beautiful flowers in the Royal Garden, and I will make flower cakes."
"Ah...flower cake? Picked all the beautiful flowers in the Royal Garden?"
What's so delicious about flower cakes?
The specialty food of Iceland does not include flower cakes.
and……
If he picked all the beautiful flowers in the Royal Garden, then...
Can Queen Feng, Lord Huang, and all the harem attendants in the palace agree?
Isn’t this too offensive?
"Your Majesty, why don't we try another dish?"
"What do you know? My little sister loves to eat flower cakes, especially the flower cakes made by me. Let's do this. You pick all the flowers in the imperial garden and leave not a single one. After so long, I don't know why.
Has my sister's taste changed? It would be better to make more flower cakes with different flavors."
"Your Majesty, would it be too much to take them all off... in case your Majesty is convicted?"
"I personally cook, and my little sister is too happy to do so."
"Feng Hou often goes to the Imperial Garden to enjoy the flowers. Wouldn't it be good if she picked them all?"
"What kind of flowers can a blind man appreciate? Can he see them?"
