Once she closed her eyes and went to bed, her expression was restrained and her face was quiet. Jin Siyu turned over to face her and looked at her with her cheek on her side. Feng Zhiwei opened half of her eyelids and looked at her.
Jin Siyu looks at her small movements. Some of them want to laugh, some are angry, and some are helpless. In a trance, she thinks of Puyuan's peony, which is a little cute from time to time. She is so charming and pleasing that people can see it. She is more willing to believe that she is just a simple woman, a little clever and a little fierce at most, and can't make trouble with that one in any case They are linked together.
But God knows how good she is.
However, the lovely peony will stay in Puyuan that winter forever.
He fixed on looking at the face of the soft face close at hand, for a long time he wanted to stretch out his finger and brush off the random hair on the tip of her eyebrow. The random hair put up in front of her nose and fluctuated with the breath. Presumably, she would feel a slight itch and affect her sleep. However, when his hand moved like this, the chain rang in the quiet room, and his hand stopped abruptly.
Between him and her, is not always so separated from the cold iron wall, can not easily close to a point?
Jin Siyu sighed at the bottom of his heart and took back his hand. Suddenly, he felt a little sleepy. He was also tired from fighting with the woman, and slowly closed his eyes.
He closed his eyes. After a while, Feng Zhiwei opened his eyes. His eyes were clear and clear. He did not feel sleepy. He glanced at the top of the cabin and suddenly sat up and said, "I'm hungry."
Jin Siyu has just fallen asleep, but she wakes him up. When he opens his eyes, the prince is sleepy and looks sinister. He looks at her for a while. Feng Zhiwei meets his eyes innocently and emphasizes: "I'm hungry."
Jin Siyu sits on the bed for a moment, then gets out of bed and orders to eat. The servant brings several small dishes. Jin Siyu leads her to sit down and just wants to eat with her. Feng Zhiwei has quickly picked up the chopsticks and flipped through all the dishes.
Then she said with a smile: "if your highness is not afraid to poison me, please do not hesitate to have dinner with me."
She turned over the dishes and asked people to eat them
Jin Siyu looked at the dishes that had been turned upside down. He didn't dare to take risks in anger. He pursed his lips and said with a smile, "I don't have the habit of eating with people." At the same time, he took a look at her dishes, if there was a deep meaning in his eyes.
Feng Zhi smiles and smiles at the meal. Her expression is very satisfied, but her actions are not right. She fiddles with the dishes and her appetite is not good. Jin Siyu is too stingy! The food is not bad, but its workmanship is very poor. It seems that there is no salt in it. It is as light as white water. The steamed bread is exquisite, but the alkali is not good. It looks like a lump in one's heart. It can be used as a secret weapon when smashed out. Feng knows that she has eaten such a poor meal. She reluctantly swallows and reflects on whether she cheated people too hard A good magnanimous Prince has become such an iron cock's virtue. Alas, at the beginning, we should not deceive others to go to the city tower to be stimulated, and directly destroy his personal guard camp.
She fought with chopsticks and hard flour bumps, and it took a long time to fill her stomach. There, Jin Siyu was not angry and asked her, "are you ready?"
Feng know micro Qiao smile Yan Ran: "OK, thank you for your hospitality."
Jin Siyu nodded, waved, and said, "serve."
Then, Feng Zhiwei looked straight into her eyes and saw the delicacies of sea and land, the fresh water of Lu, the bird's nest on the hump, the lip of carp with bear's paw From a strange ugly cook to offer, in front of himself, a dazzling array of tables.
Strange aroma spread, she took a deep breath, wanted to be intoxicated, but "Er" a belch.
Hard dough and watercress are stuffed.
On the other side, Jin Siyu elegantly raised his chopsticks and said with a smile, "don't look at the ugly cook. This is the chef we have tried our best to recruit in Xiliang. We used to be the special imperial chef of the old emperor of Xiliang. We have a unique soup dish." At the same time, he picked up a piece of delicately cooked carp lip, and tasted the famous Dayao wine "white with fire".
Then he praised the carp lips for its good heat, rich juice and pure taste, and gently told Feng Zhiwei, "that was the rule of our Dayue banquet just now. First, we served the light dishes, which led to the taste, and then this was the dinner. You just started too fast."
Feng Zhiwei said:
After the dinner event was settled again, Jin Siyu and Feng Zhiwei were very quiet for a while. Every night, Jin Siyu locked the lock on the ground and went out to sleep separately. In the morning, he came in again, tied himself up, and talked with fengzhiwei about Book Theory and other things. The atmosphere between them was peaceful. As the ship went farther and closer to the big one, Jin Siyu's expression became more relaxed, of course not Feng Zhiwei was lucky enough to taste the craftsmanship of the ugly cook. She had to admit that she was really good.
On the seventh day of the ship's voyage, a boat that had just passed through an island in the Xiliang sea and had done some rest and replenishment on the shore set sail again. Both the upper and lower parts of the ship were the elite of Dayue selected by Jin Siyu. However, most of his Vietnamese subordinates were not good at water. Therefore, the boatman was recruited from Xiliang with heavy money. Jin Siyu's prevention work was very strict. Every time he went to a port, he had to change the original one After several meals in a restaurant, he dug up the cook. In this way, the whole ship was almost a piece of iron.The night was full of bright stars. After dinner, the two of them were in a harmonious atmosphere. They were lying in front of the window to watch the scenery and eat. Feng Zhiwei was dressed in women's clothes and her hair was slouched. Jin Siyu forbids anyone to approach the cabin within three feet. She was not afraid of being found.
The breeze blows up Feng Zhiwei's long hair, and rustles on Jin Siyu's face. The fragrance between his hair is light and noble, which is not submerged by the smell of the sea breeze. The soft satin like touch on his face makes Jin Siyu close his eyes for a moment, while the silk and satin pass by. His expression shows a little melancholy.
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