Chapter 7 Impersonation

When the time comes, the emperor will definitely get angry after eating rice porridge. She just needs to pretend to be innocent, put on a good show, and then put all the blame on Feng Qingge's head. That fool will definitely be beaten by then. Bloody and bloody!

Hum, I let you snatch mine and solve it, making you arrogant!

On the other hand, Feng Qingge was sitting casually on the chair. Her two hundred kilogram body filled the Taishi chair, and all the fat on her body was exposed from the gaps in the Taishi chair. I really don't know how she got up in a while.

Pearl Jade White Jade Soup?

Murong Hao was slightly startled, this name is quite good. He stretched out his hand first and quickly opened the lid of the celadon bowl. A scent of fragrance spread in the air, permeating every corner.

When the white light dissipated, the crystal clear, natural round rice grains were like polished pearls, equal in size. The tofu cut into pieces is like a small box, perfectly wrapped

These rice grains are scattered with green spinach leaves around them, dotted messily.

The perfect blend of green vegetable leaves and white rice grains, paired with the blue and white porcelain bowls and chopsticks, is really picturesque. Waves of fragrance hit his nostrils, stimulating Murong Hao's stomach.

Quickly picking up the spoon on the side, Murong Hao eagerly scooped up a spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth.

Feng Qing'er was just slightly stunned. She had never thought that Feng Qingge would come up with such a thing. However, no matter how beautiful it looks on the outside, the emperor will definitely spit it out after taking a bite.

Chewing the rice porridge in his mouth, Murong Hao's eyes couldn't help but brighten, the light in his black eyes flashed, the heavy feeling in his body completely disappeared, his body felt extremely relaxed, and even all the fatigue was swept away.

What is this fresh texture, the feeling I have experienced? What I am chewing in my mouth is not as sticky as rice porridge. This kind of chewy texture is not ordinary rice at all.

"What is this..." He picked up the spoon and scooped out the rice grains. Murong Hao pressed it gently with the spoon. He saw that the rice grains on the table were pressed into a flat circle with Murong Hao's movements. The spoon flew away the moment it left.

How can it be!

Feng Qing'er almost jumped up, and the rice grains hit her cheek. She was dumbfounded. How could ordinary rice have such strength? What is this thing made of?

The corners of her mouth raised upward, Feng Qingge hugged her arms and looked at the two people in front of her. She half-closed her eyes and snorted disdainfully. Can Pearl Jade and Jade White Jade Soup really stump her?

"How on earth are they made to make these rice grains chewy? And why is the spinach in the rice porridge so sweet? Also, the tofu here seems to be completely different from what I have eaten. It is delicious. This feeling is as if the soul is about to leave the body, so relaxed and comfortable..." Murong Hao took a big mouthful of rice porridge. At this moment, Murong Hao

I don’t even care about what I eat.

The people below were completely stunned. Murong Hao paid great attention to maintaining his health. Even if it was delicious food, he would only eat a little bit, never more than three bites.

But now, he couldn't wait to finish the big bowl of rice porridge. Is this rice porridge so magical?

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly. Feng Qingge looked at Murong Hao indifferently. These ingredients were very ordinary. The rice grains were blended by her hands with the ninth level of purgatory. They were sandwiched between tofu, garnished with spinach, and the roots and stems. , paired with a little light pink spinach root, it looks like a parrot. After taking it out of the pot, pour in bone broth to add more flavour to the soup.

"Pearl and white jade box, emerald green parrot." Pearl and emerald white jade soup can be completed in such a simple way. But... the dishes she Feng Qingge cooks are naturally different from what ordinary people cook. The fun is yet to come.

"That's great, Qing'er, please tell me how to do this!"

The light in his eyes flickered, and Murong Hao couldn't wait to reveal the answer right away.

Feng Qing'er was stunned. She never expected that things would turn out like this. Her little face turned red, and she hesitated and said: "This, this rice porridge is not..."

"It's not what? Didn't you do it? Who did it? Come on, tell me. I will reward her well! In the future, the crown princess must be elected according to this level of cooking skills." Wiping the rice porridge at the corner of his mouth , Murong Hao said directly.

Crown Princess!

Feng Qing'er's heart trembled and she quickly said: "Your Majesty, this pearl, jade and white jade soup is naturally made by Qing'er. This is a dish prepared by Qing'er. I wonder if the emperor likes it?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, this girl is very attentive. She has been busy all morning." Feng Lingyun didn't know Feng Qing'er's little thoughts and nodded in agreement.

Eating rice porridge, Murong Hao showed a satisfied smile and said: "I haven't eaten something so delicious for a long time. Every bite has a different feeling, some are sweet, some are spicy, and some are sour. ,have......"

"Your Majesty, this is Qing'er's special recipe. It's inconvenient to tell you. If the Emperor likes it, Qing'er can make it for the Emperor at any time." With a sweet smile, Feng Qing'er showed her gentleness and skillfulness to the fullest.

But she didn't notice Murong Hao's expression at this moment, and still said confidently: "I just used ordinary rice, spinach and tofu in this rice porridge, and the other ingredients are all mixed together. Your Highness, it's perfect." Only one can become a princess, and her cooking skills are naturally one of them."

"Are you praising yourself for being perfect, Pheasant Qing?" Feng Qingge glanced at Feng Qing'er, not even taking such a woman into his eyes.

But as soon as the phrase "Pheasant" came out, the minister who was closer sprayed him directly.

come out. Although this Feng Qing'er is not considered to be the most beautiful woman in the country, she is still a stunning beauty. However, in order to meet Murong Chu today, she wore some revealing clothes. In addition to gold and silver jewellery, she also deliberately inserted two or three chicken feathers on her head. It looks like this , it really looks like a little green pheasant.

Feng Qing'er's expression changed even more. She glared at Feng Qingge fiercely, but she couldn't get angry in person. She could only clench her fists and apologise in a low voice: "Your Highness is saying, Your Majesty, this rice porridge is still good." There are some, Qing'er will go back..."

For the next words, Feng Qing'er couldn't say any more. The sitting Murong Hao's eyes were bloodshot and his eyes almost popped out. Before he put down the spoon in his hand, his whole body seemed to be stiff. Sit there straight.

Now, not only Feng Qing'er, but even Feng Lingyun was frightened. What was going on? How could Murong Hao, who was so lively and eating rice porridge just now, suddenly become like this.

The corner of his mouth curled up, Feng Qingge leaned on the chair and looked at the noisy people above with a smile.

Such a smile…

Tapping his slender fingers on the table, Mu Cangyun caught a smile of success in Feng Qingge's eyes. He subconsciously turned his gaze to look at the rice grains on the ground, and he couldn't help but look startled.

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