Chapter 287

Under the eyes of everyone, Murong Chu moved. He picked up the spoon and scooped out the frozen juice into his mouth. The natural taste completely shocked him. He swore that he had never eaten something so shocking. The persimmon that melts in the mouth is not as cold as I imagined, with all the sweetness of the persimmon, occupying his sense of taste inch by inch, swallowing the juice, the whole person's throat is full of that sweet taste, even his own. heart is almost filled. It is as if it has become a persimmon, quietly enjoying the sun and blowing a warm breeze. And looking at the destroyed persimmons, those fragments were combined into other patterns, which were so beautiful that Murong Chu couldn't stop at all.

Before he knew it, all the persimmons had fallen down on Murong Chu's stomach, and a smile appeared on his stern face, not even letting go of the juice on the corner of his mouth, he stuck out his tongue and rolled it in. This scene made the other guards widen their eyes. The picky eater, His Royal Highness, actually ate this thing! Is this thing really that magical, but it's just a persimmon!

Eyes closed slightly, Murong Chu said with satisfaction: "Feng Qingge, your cooking skills are good, if you are not too ugly, maybe I can let you be the royal chef in the palace."

"His Royal Highness, this is not necessary. The little ones yearn for freedom, not to mention living until they are old and learning, walking around can improve their cooking skills. Staying in one place, the cooking skills will decline. Thank you Your Highness for your love, I wonder if Your Highness can If you have an appetite, why don't you stay in this restaurant to eat? Chef Bu is the head of Cuiwei Pavilion, trust him..." Feng Qingge smiled and said, she doesn't care about fame and fortune, let alone, why should she enter the palace?

Although Murong Chu was a few years older than Mu Cangyun, there were still several concubines. If those women knew that Murong Chu had kept her by his side as a chef for the royal family, they wouldn't know what was going on. There were too many people who let her die, and he didn't need to expose himself.

"No appetite, Feng Qingge, during this time in Cencheng, your Highness's diet and daily life will be taken care of by you." The cold light in his eyes suddenly appeared, and Murong Chu raised her eyebrows.

"His Royal Highness is a guest, and Xiao Xiao will naturally do his best to take good care of His Highness." Seeing that Murong Chu was unwilling, Feng Qingge had no choice but to put down the recommendation of Bu Jinyu.

On the other hand, Murong Chu was stunned for a moment, and asked subconsciously, "Landlord? What?"

... The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, but Feng Qingge had forgotten that there was no such thing as a landlord in this otherworldly continent.

After a treat, Feng Qingge explained: "Do your best to take good care of Your Highness. If your Highness wants to eat, Xiao Xiao will prepare it." Anyway, even if you want something difficult, my mother can make it.

With a wave of his hand, Murong Chu said indifferently: "I have already eaten, and my Highness wants to see Cencheng's green house and buildings. I heard that Cencheng's girls are versatile, and they never reluctantly accept guests. Your Highness would like to see if this is true."

With that said, Murong Chu quickly stood up and walked straight towards the outside.

Pu Zheng hurriedly pulled Feng Qingge's clothes and said angrily: "I said big fat man, this bastard Your Highness clearly wants to humiliate you and make you look ugly. Lou, he must want to deal with you, grab your braids, and fix you."

"I know, but there is no reason to refute it. Who called him the Crown Prince. There won't be any big troubles in Qing and Lou. You can rest assured that I'm here." He patted Pu Zheng's little head. , Feng Qingge frowned slightly, and hurriedly lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Luo Xing is helping out in the Qing and Building today, right? You cut in now and take him away as soon as possible. I'm afraid something will happen to him later..."

"Don't worry, wrap it on me." Patting his chest, Pu Zheng ran towards the back door in a hurry.

To be honest, since Feng Qingge moved into Cencheng, he hadn't managed these industries very deliberately, and almost all of them were managed by Zheng Zixu and recruited. Qing and Lou followed his usual style. If they wanted to sell themselves or perform, everything was up to them. If they wanted to leave, they could leave at any time.

But for some unknown reason, she always felt that her right eye was jumping wildly, but she couldn't make any troubles in Qing and upstairs.

Before they got to the green building and the building, I heard the sound of playing over there from a distance. Looking around, the group of Yingyingyanyan surrounded the fence, singing and dancing, very casual. Those who come to drink tea and seek music are all following the rules. The girls inside do not dare to move around at will, reciting poetry and painting, playing the qin, flute, and flute, and looking for beautiful people here.

However, all the voices were interrupted by a passionate pipa sound, and the arrogant pipa sound sounded like an ambush, making people suffocated. It was like a high mountain was pressing on him, unable to breathe or breathe. If he continued like this, he would surely be crushed to death.

When everyone couldn't bear it, the sound of the pipa was a twist, and it was another kind of carefree, laughing at the smell of the red dust, accompanied by the sound of the piano and Xiao, there was a tendency to laugh and proud of the world.

Even Murong Chu's eyes sank involuntarily, and he smiled coldly: "I didn't expect that in the small city of Cen, there would be such a profound person who could play such a magnificent pipa mantra, His Highness must go to see this. People. Feng Qingge, do you know which girl played it?"

"Maybe it's a new girl, please, Your Highness." Feng Xiaoxiao's heart was also up and down, a little uneasy.

People who come to Qing and Lou to perform arts will definitely not be everyone's girls. They have been self-taught since childhood, and women who occasionally steal lessons or study talents cannot be too proficient in one subject. Although Feng Xiaoxiao is not very proficient in rhythm, she can also hear the difference in the pipa music, which is definitely not something ordinary people can play.

"Go away, a good solo score, but it was played in a mess by the few of you, and it has no taste at all, and the wine, bring the wine! It's cool... Hahaha!" The unbridled laughter, the crisp bells jingled.

The cyan girls didn't dare to say anything, and stood aside with the soundtrack. The so-called geniuses, their nosebleeds were even more at this moment, but they were just staring at the woman in the center of the venue.

suffered...

Hearing that voice, Feng Xiaoxiao secretly said that it was not good, how could he forget that great god!

It was too late to stop Murong Chuge, Feng Xiaoxiao could only bite the bullet and followed Murong Chuge in.

The red veil covers her exquisite body, her snow-white skin is as clear as jade, and her beautiful face is like a fairy. Sweeping, but it is infinite amorous feelings, the stunning natural reveals, the beauty is suffocating. The pitifully little fabric covered her body, and even her tall, towering twins and peaks were faintly visible, but she didn't care at all, those long legs fell on the steps, hugged the lute lightly, and glanced casually. , can make people crazy.