Beloved Empress

And Jun Qianche is a person who likes to control everything. He deliberately kept Mo Qiqi, just not wanting her to meet the seven wise king Jun Yuehen.

Mo Qiqi came to the small kitchen with anger. Although the kitchen is not large, the sparrow is small and full of internal organs, and the inside is very clean. It should be a small kitchen dedicated to the emperor from time to time.

Jun Qianche is a very dedicated and diligent emperor. Even if he is ill, he will not let his wasteful political affairs go. He has already asked the palace people to move the imperial study room to the Royal Palace, so drink the medicine and feel the body. When he was comfortable, he got out of bed immediately and sat in front of the Long case to review the concert.

Half an hour later, Jun Qianche didn't see Mo Qiqi coming back, but he was a bit worried. In fact, let her go to cook porridge, but just want to punish her a little, according to her temperament and origin, cook porridge. She shouldn’t do it. Since she doesn’t, she would come back and take a soft drink. Why haven’t you seen anyone until now?

Jun Qianche continued to review the performances, but he couldn't concentrate on the performances. It was inevitable that a bad picture would appear in his mind. He was impatient to wait any longer and got up and walked out.

And Mo Qiqi in the small kitchen hates Jun Qianche now, saying that cooking porridge is a piece of cake for her, but the hard thing is that the food used for cooking here is the most primitive earth stove, she is in Hyundai is also a rich lady of the rich family, when did this earthen stove burn!So the smoke in the small kitchen was rolling.

Mo Qiqi squatted in front of the earth stove to blow the fire desperately, but how to blow this fire was just smoke but no fire, she was blowing anoxia, and she was about to die from the smoke: "cough cough cough -"

Jun Qianche walked in and saw this unbearable scene, waved the smoke in front of him and came to the stove, looking at Mo Qiqi's dissatisfaction rebuke: "Mo Qiqi, I let you cook porridge, you smoke here The kitchen?"

Mo Qiqi rolled his eyes in his heart, and then approached him and quipped: "Emperor, don't you think this smoky looks like a fairyland? Cough cough cough -"

Jun Qianche reached out and knocked on her head, unpleasantly saying: "It's up to you to come out." She took her hand and walked out.

Walking out of the kitchenette and breathing the fresh air outside, Mo Qiqi felt that he was finally alive: "It's still good outside air."

Jun Qianche sneered at her contemptuously and said, "You don't like the fairyland inside?"

"Hey, fairyland is naturally the place where the gods are treated. I am a mortal, and I am blessed to enjoy, but the emperor can go in and experience it." Clear big eyes blinked mischievously at him.

Jun Qianche gave her a helpless white glance, too lazy to talk nonsense with her.

"Emperor, why are you here?" Mo Qiqi asked curiously.Did she come to see her ugly?This scumbag would be too good.

"Since the queen can't cook porridge, you can honestly say that you don't have to stand here." Jun Qianche scolded dissatisfiedly. When will this woman learn to be so forgiving.

Mo Qiqi was unhappy when he heard this: "Emperor, don't look down on people, tell you the truth, the concubine cooks very well."

Jun Qianche looked at the smoke rising from the small kitchen and then looked at her.

Mo Qiqi was so teased by his eyes that he really wanted to slap him, and then disdainfully said: "The concubine just won't make a fire."

Jun Qianche ridiculed: "I am the first person to hear that cooking will not fire."

Mo Qiqi refused to accept the air: "Emperor, you don't know, this stove is really difficult to fire, if the emperor does not believe, you can try it." Do not believe you will, hum!Make fun of this girl, this girl will not make you look good.

Jun Qianche was disdainful: "It's hard to make a fire."

Mo Qiqi smiled exaggeratedly: "Oh, that's still bothering the emperor to make a fire, how can the concubine cook porridge?" See what you can bear, you can't be god!

Jun Qianche glared at her and walked towards the small kitchen.

Mo Qiqi immediately followed.

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