Because it takes care, patience and a lot of hours to make the imperial meal, the aunts in the imperial dining room prepare dinner early.

A steaming mist lingers above the air.

Yushu is familiar today, and those who don't know think she's a cook.

There was a huge pot sitting in the stove.

The aunt in the dining room skillfully brushed the pot, poured the water from the pot, and fished out a turtle that was not big or small from a wooden bucket full of water.

She put the turtle on the board, picked up the kitchen knife and wanted to chop the turtle's head when she was stopped by a scolding voice: "Slow! ”

The kitchen knife was in the air, and the aunt in the dining room looked at Li Yushu with an anxious face: "Emperor, is there something?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Rushing over with an arrow step away from Yushu, his palm in the air: "I have something big." ”

She lay on the board, her arms formed a circle to protect the little Wang Ba, she lifted her eyelids and asked, "Auntie, what are you going to do?" ”

"Kill the turtle." The aunt in the dining room said: "Emperor, get up quickly, it's too bloody, so as not to stain the emperor's eyes." ”

"Auntie, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, you can't kill it." That little Wang Ba is very lively, what is he doing to kill Wang Ba, I don't understand Yushu.

The eldest aunt put down the kitchen knife: "Emperor, Uncle Huang wants to drink soup, this soft-shelled turtle soup is the most supplemental, get up quickly, or there will be no time." ”

Her fat big **** left the jade tree.

"What, Uncle Huang wants to drink Wang Ba soup, he is a turtle grandson." Liyushu's behavior is simply outrageous, Xiao Wang Ba is so cute, he actually wants to eat it.

The little Wang Ba's head shrank and stretched, and she suddenly thought of something from Yushu, and she secretly thought in her heart: I understand, where to eat and where to make up, Uncle Huang is not good.

No wonder.

Uncle Huang must have spent the Spring Festival with Su Jinse last night and found that he couldn't do it, so he sharpened his gun today.

She must not let Uncle Huang's plan succeed.

"The emperor, don't scold the prince." The aunt in the dining room was frightened.

"I don't scold." Li Yushu put the Wang Ba in the palm of his hand to protect it, and said with a grin: "This turtle is saved." ”

The aunt in the imperial dining room was also stubborn and had to leave Yushu, thinking that she really couldn't make chicken soup.

So, Liyushu rescued a turtle from under the knife.

When she returned with the little turtle in her arms, Jasmine's head was completely confused.

I'm going to be a demon again, I'm going to be a demon again.

"Emperor, how did you get a royal eight from the imperial dining room." Jasmine became a bitter gourd face.

Xiao Yushu was very rare, and touched the shell of the little king: "What Wangba, this is my baby, my pet, I want to keep it." ”

"What? Still raising? ”

"That's right." Xiao Yushu glanced at Jasmine: "Don't worry about me, I don't care about it, I want to sleep with it." ”

Meow, the emperor is crazy and wants to sleep with a turtle.

She put it on the coral table with a full face of spring.

Not to mention, this little Wang Ba is quite energetic, his head is stretched out, the pattern on his back is also very good-looking, and the mung bean-like little eyes are dripping and turning, and he is quite oily from Yushu.

"I'll give you a name." Liyushu talked to it, holding her cheeks and thinking with a serious and focused look, she must think of a high-end, atmospheric, high-grade name, her pet turtle must be different.

What's it called?

She is the emperor and a dragon, so her pet turtle should also be a little more bullish.

If you have it, let's call it Xiaotian.