Her whiskers are very useful to Uncle Huang.

It's just a clear stream in the palace.

Xiao Yushu's white and delicate little hand held the porcelain bowl with a long knot pattern and handed it to Li Aotian, with a shy smile: "Uncle Huang, try it." ”

"The emperor is in a good mood today, and he got up quite early." The so-called stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, since the little emperor is so smiling today, then he will reluctantly reward the little emperor with a smiling face, the rich smell of chicken soup has hooked up the gluttonous worms in the belly of Aotian.

Li Aotian, who had not eaten all night, was also a little hungry at this time, and tasted a mouthful of chicken soup, the fragrance was wrapped around the tip of his tongue, he felt that it was delicious and ate a piece of chicken, the chicken stew was crispy and delicious, which made people linger, and he couldn't help but eat another piece.

This scene was very relieved to be seen by Xiao Yushu.

Uncle Huang, you should eat more.

Seeing that Uncle Huang ate the chicken in the bowl slowly, it was quite straight from Yushu's small waist, and the whole person was much more confident: "Well, thanks to Uncle Huang's rooster to get me up, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten up so early." ”

"Yes." Li Aotian didn't think so, he felt that he was really right to put the big rooster at the gate of the Qianqing Palace, and he could return to Liyushu's lazy little nature: "The habit of using the rooster is good?" ”

Hearing this, he saw the needle from Yushu and asked, "This chicken ...... Is Uncle Huang in the habit of eating? ”

Li Aotian put down his chopsticks and swallowed the food in his mouth: "Habit, it tastes good." ”

"Yes." Li Yushu raised his courage and said: "Since I have the same temperament and taste as Uncle Huang, there is nothing to say, Uncle Huang's big rooster is quite accustomed to the two of us eating." ”

It took a moment for Li Aotian's brain to react to what Li Yushu meant by this sentence.

The long finger nodded on the porcelain bowl: "The emperor said that this chicken ......"

"Yes, that's right." Liyushu's momentum was majestic: "In the bowl of the imperial uncle, oh no, it should be in the imperial uncle's belly now." ”

Li Aotian swallowed a breath, his angular handsome face contained rainy clouds, and he clenched his fists: "The emperor stewed Weichen's rooster?" ”

"Well, that's right." Liyushu is still straightforward, and there is another rhetoric: "This has to blame Uncle Huang, who made Uncle Huang's big rooster look the same as those in the garden, there is no feature at all, it is inevitable that he will admit his mistake, and Uncle Huang's big is quite able to get scared, especially like to visit the door, this morning I have nothing to walk around the garden, I accidentally stew it as another rooster, last time I wanted to shear Uncle Huang's big, so that it has characteristics, if I had sheared at that time, I wanted to come to Uncle Huang's big would not have died so early." ”

Oh, good guys.

Speaking of which, now it's all up to Li's Aotian.

This chicken died unjustly.

Before he died, he didn't even have a good reputation, and he also fell into the title of a prodigal chicken.

"Good, good." Li Aotian was speechless, and a cloud of anger rose in his chest, he couldn't give the emperor justice on the spot for a big rooster.

The three good words are more helpless than the other, the emperor closed his eyes, after all, he ate very fragrant, he couldn't say anything, he lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, and the chicken in the Yushu bowl was full, and he didn't move: "Why doesn't the emperor eat." ”