Chapter 1033

Such things can not appear in the palace, appear in the palace, the imperial chef is afraid to live, and now these things appear in front of him.

Mu Cen couldn't answer.

But Li Shiyuan coughed lightly. Mu Cen took his eyes out of the wonton in front of him and looked at Li Shiyuan. Then Mu Cen's eyes flashed a trace of inconceivable: "did you make it yourself?"

Li Shiyuan did not admit it, but he did not deny it.

Xia he has told Li Shiyuan that Mu Cen didn't have dinner for the first time. Li Shiyuan is worried, but Li Shiyuan knows more or less that the reason why Mu Cen didn't have dinner is because he has a bad appetite after pregnancy. But the news about Mu Cen's pregnancy is not public, so no one knows.

Under such a general situation, Li Shiyuan will not speak to others.

Li Shiyuan asks Mu Zhanxiao. Mu Zhanxiao recalls Xu WANYING's first appearance when she was pregnant, and finally tells Li Shiyuan that she can try simple wonton, which may have some appetite.

This kind of thing, Li Shiyuan let the slave to do, that is to say, but Li Shiyuan did it himself, this bowl of wonton is not all, but from the meat to the bag, Li Shiyuan did it all by himself.

Li Shiyuan hardly ever did these things, so some of the things he made were ugly.

Even the size is inconsistent.

In Li Shiyuan's attitude, Mu Cen knew that she had guessed right. After she was surprised, she lowered her head and chuckled. She was very cooperative, so she picked up the spoon and quietly ate the small wonton in the bowl.

This wonton must have been told by someone to Li Shiyuan that it tastes good except for its bad appearance.

You know, this is the wonton made by the Emperor himself today, and the meaning must be different.

Why should Li Shiyuan wash his hands for one person.

Thinking of these, Mu Cen's heart can't help but feel sweet, and the wonton that comes to his mouth seems to have become more and more delicious. In this case, Mu Cen's eyebrows and eyes with a faint smile, always can't disperse.

Until a bowl of wonton is finished, Mu Cen looks at Li Shiyuan, and Li Shiyuan has naturally handed over the handkerchief and carefully wiped the corners of Mu Cen's mouth. Mu CEN is a little embarrassed, but he doesn't refuse Li Shiyuan's excessive intimacy.

But soon, Mu Cen reached out and said, "I'm finished. Where's my iced sugar gourd?"

Li Shiyuan smiles: "wait."

Mu Cen was really surprised, and Li Shiyuan had turned around and walked out again. When he came back this time, Li Shiyuan really had a string of ice sugar gourd in his hand, which made Mu Cen unable to say a word.

She took the ice sugar gourd from Li Shiyuan and bit it. When the sweet and sour taste came into her heart, she could not say a word of joy to Mu Cen. This feeling made Mu Cen feel satisfied.

Under such circumstances, Mu Cen looked at Li Shiyuan in this way, and his expression became inconceivable. Let alone how the ice sugar gourd came from, Li Shiyuan could know what he thought.

Li Shiyuan seemed to have guessed Mu Cen's idea and bowed his head to explain: "I asked Zhan Xiao. I thought you would like it too, so I prepared in advance."

So it was, Mu Cen nodded clearly.

"Don't you like it?" Li Shiyuan looks down at Mu Cen and naturally circles Mu Cen in his arms.

"I like it." Mu Cen wants to also don't want of answer a voice, "you personally do for me of thing, how can I don't like."

Li Shiyuan said with a smile: "after a while, I went back to King yuan's house and took back those hairpins."

Mu Cen said, "OK."

"Whatever you like, I'll make it for you."

"Whatever you want?"

"Yes."

"Even if it's unreasonable?"

"Then try to make it reasonable."

……

The two chatted quietly. Mu Cen leaned on Li Shiyuan's chest and ate the ice sugar gourd quietly. After eating almost, Li Shiyuan looked at Mu Cen: "eat less. These things are too greasy, and you can't eat too much."

Mu Cen simply handed the ice sugar gourd to Li Shiyuan: "you try it. It's very good. Who made it? Let him come back to the imperial dining room. At least I can eat what I want."

Li Shiyuan doesn't like sweet, but mu Cen handed it over, Li Shiyuan will still eat it.

He lowered his head and bit one, then explained: "that's not necessary. This man is in the palace."

"The imperial chef?" Mu Cen can only think of these.

Li Shiyuan shook his head with a smile: "it's Ao Feng."

Mu Cen was stunned for a moment, and Li Shiyuan explained: "Aofeng saw that I was asking Zhan Xiao about these things, but he didn't break them, but he understood all of a sudden, so it was Aofeng who made it. He asked the imperial chef carefully, and now it seems that it tastes good."

The smile in Mu Cen's eyebrows is deeper.

For mu Cen, it was as if he was held in the palm of his hand by his father and son. The feeling was soft from the heart to the bottom of his heart.

Sweet can't be sweeter.

Two people so close to each other, Li Shiyuan is no wanton move, also know now Mu CEN is pregnant, not suitable to do something.

And Mu Cen suddenly raised his head: "by the way, is wan Ying born?"

When Mu Cen's voice fell, suddenly there was a knock outside the door, and Rong Jiu's voice said, "tell the emperor, Mr. Mu has won thousands of gold."

It's obvious that people from King Mu's residence have reported their happiness in the evening.

Rong Jiuneng immediately opens his mouth, and clearly knows that Li Shiyuan and Mu Cen have no rest. Mu Cen also has mu Zhanxiao in mind, so naturally he wants to talk about it for the first time.

Mu Cen listened and relaxed: "that's good. It's good to have a safe life. When a woman gives birth to a child, she goes to the gate of death. Her second brother can't accompany Wan Ying before. Wan Ying is a life's charm. You can imagine the hardships during this period. Now that the second brother is around, it's no pity. "

Li Shiyuan made a sound.

"Qian Jin is good. When I go back to canonize a princess, it's really a Qian Jin who grows up in the palm of my hand." Mu Cen felt it.

Small meat ball, grow up, that face still slightly some baby fat, hair tied into two bun, how to see people feel love.

Mu Cen thinks that he is looking forward to it. People with sons can't pay attention to it, and those beautiful silks and satins are suitable for the girl's family.

"It's a princess." Li Shiyuan snorted, "don't I?"

This words say, Mu Cen a Leng, then look at Li Shiyuan's face again, suddenly so smile voice: "you this tone is very sour, is envy second elder brother?"

Li Shiyuan didn't admit it, but he looked at it haughtily. However, his hand had been attached to Mu Cen's belly naturally, and his tone became gentle: "my princess is here. If anyone wants to marry the princess from me in the future, it's not an ordinary person."