The Counterfeit Madam Hou

Less than a day after Liu Qinghuan's confinement, he was released by General Xue.

But it's still counting lotus flowers.

“Ma'am, you didn't see it. General Chun is soaking up into a bun. Poor thing. ”

“Pfft, cough!” Liu Qinghuan almost sprayed the soufflé out of his mouth after listening to the green words. She thought about it, she is also involved in what she says, if he really bubbles into a bun... then she must taste it hahahaha.

When Liu Qing had had enough laughter, he finally stood up from his seat with his conscience: “Red peach green, let's go to the lotus pool to see. ”

The noon sun is a bit spicy, but it's cool and windy by the lotus pool. Liu Qinghuan suddenly feels that Shemu has always lived on the lotus flower side, just because it's cooler here, right?

“34, 35, 36...”

Liu Qinghuan took a look in the water, that focused side face is really touching: “Ying Qinghuan, you're not really going to be here for two days? ”

She threw a little stone into the sink. After “pounding" into the water, she became agitated. "Ahhh! How many have I counted? ”

“Twenty-one.” Liu Qinghuan replied.

“Oh, oh, oh, twenty-two, twenty-three...”

Green peach: “...”

They think General Hui will go crazy.

Liu Qing blinked and threw another little stone at him, but this time it hit him directly: “Silly child, if Master Hou intentionally punished you, you can no longer count clearly. ”

When I heard the words, I looked at them with tears: "Woo Woo Woo La La, I have counted six times, the answer of the Master has always been ‘incorrect number, weigh’. ”

Liu Qinghuan looked at him sympathetically: "Have you been soaking in the water? ”

“No, I snuck out in the absence of Grandpa Hou, even at night.” After he finished, he became a thief and glanced at the side of the lotus flower. "Don't let Grandpa Hou know. ”

Liu Qing thought about it and asked: "How many have you counted? ”

"" Fifty-one red lotus flowers, twenty-seven blue lotus flowers, thirty-three white lotus flowers and eighteen yellow lotus flowers. ”

Liu Qinghuan nodded his head: “I get it, I'll help you tell Grandpa. ”

“Whoo-hoo, that's hard to see! Thank you, Ulara!” Liu Qinghuan was ruthlessly planted because he was moved to tears and completely forgotten that he had come to this end.

Liu Qinghuan smiled at him and walked across the floating bridge to the shore of the lotus flower.

Shemu was taking a nap in the house, and when she heard the knock, she answered with a low voice: "Come in. ”

Liu Qinghuan gently pushed the door open, and Shemu glanced in her direction, with a faint sleep in her eyes. Liu Qinghuan, holding a soup, walked across from Shemu and sat down: “Am I disturbing Grandpa Hou's rest? ”

“No problem.” Shemu sat upright and smiled at her. "What's the matter with me? ”

Liu Qinghuan opened the soup on the case table and handed it to Shemu: “This is the green bean soup specially made in the kitchen. After I let Qinghuan use the ice, I sent some to Master Hou specifically. ”

Shemu looked at the cool green bean soup in the soup and scooped up a spoon with a spoon: "Thank you. ”

“Why are you so polite with me?” Liu Qinghuan smiled at him, saw him take a sip and asked, "Sweet? ”

“Very sweet.” Shemu clasped her lips and her mouth curled gently.

“As long as Grandpa likes it.” Liu Qing laughed twice and said, "By the way, I just passed through the lotus pool. I saw the flowers counting in it. He asked me to tell Grandpa that the red lotus flower was 51, the blue lotus flower was 27, the white lotus flower was 33, and the yellow lotus flower was 18. ”

“Really?” Shemu lowered her head and smiled. "Let him come out later when you get back. ”

“Got it.” Liu Qinghuan let go of his heart, it seems that Master Hou still wants to play with him. After chatting with Xue Mu for a while, Liu Qinghuan stood up and said goodbye. He saw her come out of the shore of the lotus flower and waved at her, “Ulara, how's it going? ”

Liu Qinghuan said: “Master Hou let you out. ”

The joy just flashed by and climbed up from the pool of lotus flowers. Liu Qing rejoiced that he still looked like a fool. “Why did you come up here and look like this? ”

She sucked on her nose and looked sadly at her: "I remember that number the first time I told Grandpa. ”

Liu Qinghuan: “...”

“You must be mistaken.” She can only comfort him.

After coming out of the pool of lotus flowers, Shemu threw him into the barracks to train recruits. Nuo Bang glanced around and said to Shemu, standing beside him: “Zhou Jinjin couldn't find Nightingale. A bite must have been from a fire worshipper who stole his painting and went to the pavilion almost every day. ”

Shemu looked at the well-trained recruit in front of her and smiled with a low lip: “Awes, this is a good move, enough to annoy Tang Zibo for a while. ”

Noah thought about it and asked, "Master Hou, are you sure you know where the real painting is? ”

“Hmm.” This time Shemu simply answered one word, and when he saw that he didn't want to say more about it, he backed off and stopped making noise.

Ayers Mansion, Eggin tossed a pendant between his waist and looked at the drinker: “The ghost hand painted three fake paintings, one for us, one for Tang Zibo and one for an unknown woman. ”

“An unknown woman?” Ayers squinted slightly and drained the wine from the altar, "Nightingale? ”

Ikin thought about it and said, “Not necessarily. Don't you think it's strange that Sherman's wife showed up at Zhou Jinjin's banquet? And still as Anaye. ”

Ayers was holding his thin lips, and he also thought “Anaye" was a little strange, so he took her away with him: “I've asked someone, the real Anaye said it was to help her not get bought by Zhou Jin. ”

Eggin laughed: “I didn't know Lady Marquis was so enthusiastic. ”

Ayers looked at him for a while and asked, "Are you suspicious that Nightingale is just a cover for Shemu's release, the real painting is in his hands? ”

"" It's not surprising that Shemu could come up with such a trick, "said Eggin. ”

Ayers lowered his head for a while and said, “It seems we need to get a chance to see him again. ”

Eggin jumped out the window and smiled at Ayers: “I hear it's Sherman's birthday at the beginning of next month. ”

At the beginning of June, it was Xue Mu's 20th birthday, but Liu Qinghuan remembered it a day earlier. No, it was supposed to be the only time he learned about it.

Embroidered bags can't make shoes, and... she won't either.

She bit the crystal dragon phoenix in her hand and blinked. Why don't we make some snacks?

“Green. ”

She screamed, and the green guard hurried up: "What can I do for you, ma'am?” Liu Qinghuan: “How does this crystal dragon phoenix cake work? ”

“Ma'am, this cake is made of glutinous rice, then the red date is shaped like a dragon phoenix, set on the paste, and finally the cage is steamed with fire. ”

Liu Qinghuan's eyebrows moved subtly after listening: “Make a red date into a dragon phoenix shape? ”

“Yes.”

“Can red dates be shaped like dragon phoenix? ”

“Go back to Ma'am, it's okay. ”

Liu Qinghuan: “...”

She thinks she should take down the noodles. Well, longevity feels good.

So the next day she really went down to the kitchenette and took a bowl of longevity. It's just a bowl of noodles, but it takes a lot of thought. The soup down here is bone soup that stayed up all night. There are eggs and vegetables and mushrooms in it. Liu Qing cheered and almost had to eat the noodles himself.

Because of the fear of paste, Liu Qinghuan almost flew to the shore of the lotus flower with light work. She was almost touched by herself to cry.

“Grandpa?” Liu Qinghuan probed and glanced at the shore of the lotus flower. Shemu had just returned from the army and the armor had not been removed from her body. When Liu Qinghuan came in, he was surprised: “Qing Qing? ”

Liu Qinghuan was still the first to see Shemu dressed in a luxurious costume. He stayed for a while and said: "Today is Master Hou's birthday. I deliberately laid down a bowl of longevity noodles. Would Grandpa Hou like to try it? ”

Shemu glanced at the food box she was holding, and her eyes began to smile: "Okay. ”

Liu Qinghuan opened the box, the soup in the bowl was fresh and intense, and the side dishes were even more seductive. She couldn't help but lips. Well, the noodles aren't pasty. She glanced at Shemu and her eyebrows slightly wrinkled: “Why don't you get dressed first, Master Hou? ”

“No wonder, it's the same in the military, and it's gonna burn over time.” Shemu lifted up the chopsticks and put a noodle of chopsticks in her mouth. Liu Qinghuan glanced at him and saw that he swallowed all the long noodles before asking: “How's it taste? ”

"'Very well,' said Shemu. 'I love it. ”

Liu Qing was relieved and smiled at him: “If you like it, I will make it for you every year in the future. ”

Shemu held his chopsticks hands slightly. He looked at Liu Qinghuan for a long time before putting down his chopsticks. “Liu Qinghuan, you promised me that you would do it. ”

Liu Qinghuan suddenly felt uncomfortable. Her eyes flashed and she lowered her head: “Hmm. ”

Too bad she's just a liar.

Shemu didn't say anything after that, he just focused on noodles, and after seeing the bottom of the bowl, he even drank the soup clean. He put down his chopsticks and deliberately said to Liu Qing, "If you waste food, you will go to hell. ”

Liu Qing was stunned. He remembered everything she said?

She stood up and picked up the chopsticks, so she asked easily, "What would Grandpa have in mind? ”

“Wish?” Shemu bowed her head for a moment and suddenly held her hand, "compared to the longevity of the heavens and the earth, life was nothing but a flash of fingers. Wasn't it greedy to be with you for a long time? ”

Liu Qinghuan looked at him and couldn't say a word.

Lying is as natural as breathing for her, but Master also warned her that a liar cannot deceive feelings because sooner or later he will pay them back.

“Master Hou. ”

Noah's voice suddenly rang outside the door. Shermuson opened Liu Qinghuan's hand and asked: “What is it? ”

"'Awes wants to see you,' said Noah. ”