Wen Yan is used slowly.

She likes to eat this bite, but she is a cat tongue.

Pick up one chopstick, blow it, and then put it into your mouth.

If you want to drink soup, you will take a spoon and blow it before drinking it.

As a result, Huo Yixiao had eaten up his bowl and she had half left.

Wen Yan smiled and looked at him.

The amount of these two bowls was compared to her and Sui Niang. They had a small appetite at the girl's house, but obviously they could not compare to Huo Yixiao.

"Sui Niang just went to cook again, so I'll ask her to bring another bowl?" Wen Yan asked.

Subconsciously, Huo Yixiao wanted to refuse, but the word "no" suddenly stopped.

Not full yet.

I don’t want to go to the restaurant or find food at the stalls for the late night.

I already have such a proper pill in my stomach. If I continue eating it next to it, it seems that it will destroy the taste.

"You eat first," Huo Yixiao said, "I'll go to the kitchen and say."

Wen Yan didn't compete with him for this job, and lowered his head to eat noodles.

Huo Yixiao did not really walk to the kitchen.

Sui Niang is a careful person. Before entering the kitchen, she asked Yin Lei’s appetite. She immediately thought that Huo Yixiao would not have enough food.

This second pot of kneaded noodles was put into the second pot.

After it was still served, I lit sesame oil, Yin Lei picked up the food plate and left the kitchen, and met Huo Yixiao halfway.

"Master, this bowl is yours." Yin Lei said.

Huo Yixiao looked at the food plate.

The bowl full of dying thunder is from Hidden Thunder, no more or less is from his, and there is one bowl that looks small, which is from Sui Niang.

Huo Yixiao picked up his bowl and turned around and left.

In the Yuanyang Hall, Wen Yan saw Huo Yixiao coming in with a bowl and said with a smile: "Yes Xiao is so lucky."

Huo Yixiao sat down.

When the chopsticks turn over, the sesame oil spreads, and the fragrance of the Pierchuan is just between the breath.

Huo Yixiao tasted the soup and ate the noodles.

If you use Polyrchuan, you will take care of yourself, and of course there is no need to cook dishes.

At this moment, Wen Yan was not in a hurry to ask about those things.

No one seems boring to speak, but in fact, he is very relaxed when he concentrates on eating noodles.

This time, the one who used up first was Wen Yan.

What you prepare according to your appetite is naturally 80% full, just right.

Putting down the chopsticks, Wen Yan leaned towards Huo Yixiao and asked, "Which one tastes better when made by Sui Niang or me?"

Huo Yixiao looked up at her.

The little fox bent his eyes and felt bad at first glance.

"It's all the same material, how can it be different?" Huo Yixiao asked back.

Wen Yan supported his cheeks with one hand and a spoon with the other. He scooped a spoonful of soup from Huo Yixiao's bowl, blew the heat and tasted it.

This action was neither fast nor slow, neither fast nor slow, and open and generous.

Huo Yixiao thought that Wen Yan probably reached out to his bowl a lot in his dream. Speaking of which, the cloth vegetables and scooping soup fell, and the movements were almost the same.

He wanted to see what pit the little fox would dig after tasting it.

Wen Yan pursed her lips and looked like she tasted it seriously.

Huo Yixiao said: "Tell me, what's the difference?"

I didn't taste Wen Yan.

The same ingredients are used, with similar heat, and the steps and proportions are learned from Madam Wu, and there will be no big difference.

However, she was not trying to taste the taste, so of course she had to start saying: "Xiao Ye, this piece of Erchuan soup is white water soup. The seasonings for the cured meat can be almost ignored in the soup, as long as the taste comes from pickled vegetables. Sui Niang doesn't put more pickled vegetables than I did."

Huo Yixiao laughed.

"Oh," he picked up the bowl and drank the remaining soup, and said, "I thought you would say something you wanted to add your heart to when you made it. The bowl just now was all your sincerity."

He spread his mouth and folded up one hat after another. This is the nature of the little fox.

Only on pickled vegetables...

It seems that we are laying the groundwork first, and the key points have not been kept up.

And he directly snatched Wen Yan's focus and took the lead from the little fox, and Huo Yixiao was satisfied.

Wen Yan's eyes smiled into crescent moon and said, "How did I know you were coming back before? I just made those two bowls with Sui Niang, so where would I have any intention? Xiao Ye wants to taste the taste of adding more thoughts, I'll make them next time."

Huo Yixiao: “…”

Tsk!

I didn't see the routine correctly and sprained my ankle.

Wen Yan won the game first, and then he said his purpose.

"In the afternoon, the concubine summoned her grandmother to the palace and said she was discussing the marriage," Wen Yan paused and said, "I heard that it was Xiao Ye's intention, so I asked the emperor and the concubine early this morning."

Huo Yixiao said: "You feel anxious?"

"It's just an accident," said Wen Yan, "Last night, Xiao Ye didn't leak any words."

Huo Yixiao coughed lightly.

He just started to think about it this morning, and there was no trace of the verdict to Wen Yan.

"Time is tight, so you have to disrupt his plan before the emperor sets on his arrangements," Huo Yixiao's thoughts turned quickly, "Master, he asked me to restore my identity several times, but I don't want to, so I keep stiff. If you follow his expectations, you will change your identity first and then follow the six rites.

By that time, I would have to twist back and forth. Even if he was willing to take a step back, I would not be able to control what the Ministry of Rites did.

The Ministry of Rites can only do things according to the emperor's wishes. The emperor will carry the rules as much as the emperor wants.

It would be better to start now. In the next three months, I will be in the Ministry of Rites, and they can't hide it all from me."

After Huo Yixiao finished speaking, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

I have to say that it is quite reasonable.

He said that Wen Yan was talking nonsense, and he himself was not inferior.

Of course, Huo Yixiao did not know Eunuch Wu’s conjecture, otherwise, it could be called “a different path and the same destination”.

The left and right went to the Ministry of Rites to stare at him. Whatever he stared at was he himself.

On the side, Wen Yan was silent. She lowered her eyes, as if she had thought of something, and even her smile retreated from her lips.

Huo Yixiao frowned. Could something wrong with the reason he was looking for?

"Wen Yan?" Huo Yixiao called out.

Wen Yan came to his senses and said, "In my dream, I was taken back to the capital by the Imperial Concubine, settled down and prepared for the Six Lessons.

I was surrounded by Madam Huang and Sui Niang, and the Empress sent some hands over.

I heard that due to the marriage ceremony, Xiao Ye and the Emperor and the Empress had some disputes, and the progress of the six rites was stumbled.

At that time, I thought that the marriage was decided by the Empress, and Xiao Ye probably didn't want to marry me at all, but he was helpless.

Later I realized that the dispute with the emperor was for regulation.”

Huo Yixiao was stunned and faced the reason he had made up just now, but he was so furious that Wen Yan said this...

Wen Yan said: "At the beginning, the marriage was a deal between me and the concubine. The price was clearly marked and had nothing to do with Xiao Ye, and you really didn't want to marry me."

Huo Yixiao's breathing stagnated.

He heard his heartbeat.

Without thinking, Huo Yixiao knew the reason very well.

He walked through the same path when he was in Lin'an.

With such a background and such a situation, he is in a dilemma, so why bother to bring Wen Yan in?

And today, looking back at that time...
Chapter completed!