Wei Jiang naturally would not explain what happened last night to Nian Xiaoqiao, so he could only say: "Anyway, please trouble you, Empress."

Nian Xiaoqiao was curious, but he didn't ask much. After all, the most important thing is to prepare breakfast for the imperial concubine.

It feels so uncomfortable to be sick. Nian Xiaoqiao hopes that the imperial concubine can always be healthy.

Nian Xiaoqiao rushed to the kitchen with her short legs and found that Feng Su was preparing materials for her. The man's sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his graceful arms, with beautiful lines, strong and powerful, as perfect as a sculpture.

Nian Xiaoqiao couldn't help but think of the scene where Feng Su picked her up. No wonder the adults could carry her around like a sandbag. This arm is so beautiful, right?

Feng Su felt that Nian Xiaoqiao's eyes fell on his wrist, hot, direct, and slightly reddened his auricle.

After all, he is a beauty trick, right?

Feng Su coughed lightly, pulled down her sleeves, and said, "Come?"

Nian Xiaoqiao looked away regretfully and said, "Well, why did Qianzhang come to the kitchen?"

"Get your help." Feng Su said softly, "After all, the kitchen is messy and hard, so I can't always leave it to you alone."

Nian Xiaoqiao didn't refuse either. She liked the feeling of dealing with things with Feng Su.

When others came to the kitchen, they saw this scene.

Feng Su, under the guidance of Nian Xiaoqiao, helped Nian Xiaoqiao, and did it well, which was obviously not the first time.

The fireworks lingered around the two of them, with a reassuring atmosphere.

It was as if this was not the most noble man in the entire Dayue, but an ordinary person who knew what kind of heartache was and what kind of care was.

only……

Thunder, rain, and electricity stared at the pot of lightly boiling meal on the stove. It was fragrant, but it felt great psychological pressure.

The emperor actually prepared meals for them with his own hands?!

If this is done in the past, they would not dare to make such a "thinking" if they were beaten to death?!

The preparation of Xiaoqiao in the New Year is not complicated, because after breakfast, I will return to the palace. After all, there are still many things to be done on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

It’s just the simplest hand-rolled noodles to drizzle them with toppings, but they are also very tasteless.

Except for the imperial concubine who got drunk yesterday, Hua Guifei was in a bad condition, so she simply shrank and saw no one. Even the breakfast that Nian Xiaoqiao asked Yinqiu to send was "blocked outside the door".

After hearing this, Nian Xiaoqiao sighed, raised his eyes and said to Feng Su seriously: "Qianzhang, after seeing Concubine Hua and Concubine Huang today, I decided not to drink anymore, and face it to make others worried."

Feng Su smiled: "Well, Qiaoqiao has a very good idea, but if I'm by your side, you can have a drink of two."

The slightly drunk Nian Xiaoqiao is very cute, cute, straightforward and honest.

It would be a pity if I could never see it again.

Nian Xiaoqiao blinked: "Will you not bother?"

Feng Su rubbed the little girl's head and said, "Take care of you, there is nothing to bother or not."

Everyone: "..."

The Emperor (junior brother) started to disgust people on the first day of the New Year. Is this year still good?

Tsk, I really hope General Nian will come back soon and clean up Feng Su's arrogance, otherwise they will be killed by Feng Su sooner or later.

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Chapter completed!