The guards in the house are preparing vegetables, and the meal is still four dishes and one soup.

However, today's dishes are different from the past, Jun Zilin moved her nose and smelled it, and there was a sweet smell in the air.

She knew that there must be sugar in this dish, so she stepped forward and stretched her neck on tiptoe, jumped over Zhou Ember and looked at the table, and sure enough, she saw that the dish was a sweet potato with sugar silk. Actually, in modern times, it's called that, but nowadays it's not even the same name, and even the dishes are different.

But seeing that the sweet potato was finely cut into the thickness of shredded potatoes, slender and slender, and then bathed in sugar juice, bundled on the peach blossom porcelain plate with exquisite craftsmanship, poured stratus silk below, and then clothed another layer on it, and then reached about ten inches, and then combed the last layer of cloud silk to the side. At first glance, it looks like a beauty's hair bun, and the layers of cloud-like beauty are pleasing to the eye.

Hair is naturally unpalatable, especially when you have a hair in your mouth when you eat, which is even more annoying.

However, the dishes of the art department such as cloud sideburns and hair buns have a different double beauty that attracts people's appetite and eyeballs. It's like a bee-waisted beautiful woman, and she wants to talk and still hug the pipa and look at him faintly. Even as a woman, Jun Zilin wants to go up and see what is going on. Not to mention the food, I want to eat enough!

Just before she stepped forward, Xue Wei said in a low voice, "Salute." ”

The voice reminded her that the person in front of her was the King of Jin, although he was already familiar with it, his status was irreversible, and the etiquette was not wasted.

Jun Zilin glanced at her in a proper manner, while Zhou Shen turned his back to her and didn't say anything like 'no courtesy'.

She is used to it, and she also knows that Zhou Yan will not really punish her for such a trivial matter. Then he got up and walked towards him. His eyes swept over, and when he passed by Zhou Shen, he seemed to see that there was a touch of green on his neck at the collar.

Immediately, Jun Zilin's heart chuckled, as if she had thought of something.

The one who pushed him in the backyard of the yamen didn't fall on his neck?

Jun Zilin secretly sneered, but thinking that it was Qingyun who did it, she was relieved. Pretending not to see it, he pulled out a chair and sat at the table, and took his chopsticks to shake the misty beauty sweet potato.

Just before he stretched out the bamboo chopsticks, he was blocked by another pair of bamboo chopsticks, Jun Zilin looked down, touched Zhou Yan's deep eyes, and listened to his low voice and asked seductively, "Want to eat?" ”

"Uh-huh!" Jun Zilin nodded heavily, and added a sentence to show her needs, "I'm so hungry!" ’

"Well, let's eat."

Zhou Ember bowed her head quite understandingly, and at the same time withdrew the bamboo chopsticks that had stopped her. Jun Zilin was overjoyed, and she was going to fish for sugar and sweet potatoes to eat, who expected a flower in front of her. The tip of the chopsticks actually touched the tabletop, and when she saw it clearly, the sugar sweet potato was gone, and when she turned her eyes, she saw that it was placed in front of Zhou Yan, and she used it very elegantly.

"You?"

Jun Zilin was taken aback, glaring at the man who grabbed her food, "You eat alone?" Didn't you just tell me to eat? ”

How could he rob her of her food? This man is too weird!

"Oh, did the king say I'd give you this food?" Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows and pointed at the other dishes on the table, "Aren't these dishes for you to eat?" ”

What he said was incomprehensible.

Jun Zilin was a little helpless, but Zhou Yan's meaning was very clear. If she had eaten this sweet potato, she would probably not have been able to eat any other dishes. At the moment, she used chopsticks to eat other dishes, and sure enough, Zhou Ember did not stop her.

What a stingy and sinister man!

In front of a person who likes sugar, he packed a large package of the only sweet meals. It's torturous. Jun Zilin secretly glared at Zhou Yan, and turned around to think about fighting back.

Xue Wei stood beside him, helplessly watching his master play with a little girl. How old are the people, the previous master was not like this.

Jun Zilin didn't eat the sweet potato dish in the end. But as long as the kitchen can be made, she won't worry that she won't be able to eat tomorrow.

After eating, while the prince of Jin was about to change his robe, Jun Zilin called Xue Wei aside, "What does your master generally like?" ”

"What's that, you ask?" Xue Wei looked defensive.

"Curious." Jun Zilin smiled flatteringly.

Xue Wei felt that there was nothing wrong with telling Jun Yatou, after all, the master had a fever that day, and Jun Yatou stayed with him all night. Although both of them slept on the couch in the end, although Xuewei didn't want to admit it, he had to admit the facts. In the future, the girl will stay with her master for a long time, and she may accidentally become the princess of Jin, and then she will become his master.

What's more, letting her know is also beneficial to the master.

So he said, "The master loves swords, swords, and blades." What do you want to do? "Don't you want to please your master?

In fact, Jun Zilin was not around, and Xue Wei rarely saw his master smile, and even the aura around him became very tense. On the contrary, when she was there, Xue Wei could breathe a sigh of relief.

"Don't you say that I forgot, when I went out before, I really got a blade that sharpened iron like clay, but it was just a dagger, would the prince be too small?" Jun Zilin asked in a similar manner.

"Uh......" Xue Wei hesitated and asked rhetorically, "You want to give it to the master?" ”

"Yes, yes!"

Jun Zilin nodded hurriedly, and seeing that Xue Wei agreed, she hurriedly said that she would go and get it now, let the prince wait in the house, and come immediately!

Xue Wei looked at Jun Ya Fei's back strangely, she had never heard of asking her master to wait, this Jun Zilin was really a crazy girl. However, with this kind of good thing, Xue Wei is willing to report to the master, after all, the master's face has been clouded all day, and he is always unhappy for some reason. Perhaps the master will be happy with this sword. What's more, it was also offered by Jun Zilin.

Jun Zilin spent some time in the Jin Palace, and she had a very clear understanding of the internal affairs in this mansion.

For example, the housekeeper, the bookkeeper, the chief who manages the various courtyards, the horse farm, the armory... Wait a minute.

Especially in the armory, all the eighteen weapons and blades that King Jin loved were in it, but they were enshrined as treasures. Jun Zilin pondered that she had to go in, after all, she wanted to offer a treasure to King Jin!

Steward Li, who is in charge of the armory, can't do anything, so he needs to ask Steward Zhao. And Steward Zhao knew that the prince regarded his weapons as life-like existences, so he had to consult the prince.

"That's it!"

Jun Zilin saw that it was so troublesome, so she waved her hand to stop it on the spot, "I'm not going to the armory, now you let me use the kitchen, I want to eat something...... " The last words were as fine as mosquitoes.

The housekeeper and the principal glanced at each other, and had to lead Jun Zilin into the kitchen in person.

But who knows, as soon as the two of them entered the kitchen, they saw Jun Zilin hooking her lips and smiling, and she actually locked the kitchen door behind her backhand and locked the three of them inside.

"Miss Jun, who are you?" Steward Li didn't know why.

Steward Zhao frowned.

Jun Zilin smiled, looked like a good brother, and took out the silver piece stuffed behind her waist and shook it.

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