Concubine Murong also pouted and looked at Nanyun Ember.

"Okay, okay, I'll go." Nagumo Ember compromises.

He slowly let go of her arm and earnestly admonished, "Don't hurt yourself." ”

"Got it, got it." Concubine Murong nodded like pounding garlic.

Seeing that Nanyun Ember was still looking at her uneasily, Concubine Murong raised her hand without a knife, and raised her three fingers as an oath.

"I promise."

Although he felt that his worries were completely unnecessary, seeing his eyes full of anxiety, Concubine Murong was extremely happy in her heart.

"Go, go, go your own thing, I'll call you at lunch." Concubine Murong was about to push Nanyun Ember out as she spoke, but suddenly remembered that she was still holding a knife in her hand, and retracted her hand again.

"Be careful!" Nagumo Ember glared at her.

"Uh-huh." Concubine Murong stuck out her tongue, and her smile was so cute.

Nanyun Ember didn't have a problem with her, and said a few more words, and finally left uneasily.

"Hallucination, remember what I said!" Concubine Murong was still shouting behind her with a knife.

“…… Yes, miss. The illusion almost dragged his son-in-law away.

Nanyun Ember shook his head helplessly and headed towards the study.

Yuji and Huajie stood at the door of the kitchen, looking at Concubine Murong at a loss, "Miss, what about us?" ”

In fact, they wanted to go in and help, but looking at the knife in Murong Concubine Concubine's hand, they swallowed their saliva and swallowed the words that would provoke the horizontal knife back into their stomachs.

Concubine Murong raised her eyebrows, "You two just stand at the door and guard the door for me, I don't want anyone to help." With that, he slammed the kitchen door shut.

The rainy season and the flower festival glanced at each other, and stood by the door resignedly, inhaling and concentrating, always paying attention to the movement inside.

As soon as the kitchen door closed, Nanyun Ember appeared from the side, followed by a bitter hallucination.

Can it not be bitter? He didn't dare to care about Childe, and he didn't dare not listen to Miss's threats.

The rainy season and the flower festival silently saluted to the southern cloud embers.

Nagumo Ember just stared at the kitchen.

How could he leave with confidence, but the little girl's attitude obviously didn't let him stay, so he could only follow her.

Can't you just look at it openly and secretly guard the head office, right?

In the kitchen, Concubine Murong looked at a large pile of ingredients, and she already had a table of dishes in her mind.

Actually, last time in the hunting ground, she said that she couldn't cook, and it wasn't entirely true, although she was indeed the little county lord who came to reach out for food and open her mouth, but it didn't mean that she didn't have this convenient information stored in her head.

If you don't try it, how do you know it won't work?

Catch a chicken, pick up the knife in your hand, and slaughter it neatly, without blinking your eyes.

Although, the scene is a bit bloody.

If this scene is seen by people outside, the jaw may fall to the ground, and the hallucination may drag Nagumo Ember to the study.

Concubine Murong handled the chicken, prepared the other ingredients needed for this dish, cleaned it up, and put it in the pot.

It's my first time cooking, but it's easy to make.

After a while, a hot dish came out of the pot.

"Well, it looks pretty good." Concubine Murong was quite satisfied with her first course.

I picked up the chopsticks and tasted them, "Hey, it tastes good." ”

Concubine Murong smiled, it seems that she is quite talented in cooking!

Set the dish aside and set it aside, brush the pot again, and start the second course.

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