Feng Liye immediately took his hand behind him, and his indifferent eyes swept across her face, unwilling to pass.

Feng Zao wiped his face, but he had not seen the prince's expression clearly.

Hearing the princess asking, he subconsciously replied: "I want to make egg stir-fry..."

"Shut up!" Feng Liye glared at him.

Feng Zao was so scared that he trembled on his mouth and almost bit his tongue!

"I, I don't know anything."

"I'll pick you up to the palace later." Feng Liye turned around and was about to leave.

He hid that bowl in his robe and didn't want people to see it.

This is definitely the most failed work in his life and cannot be seen by others!

Chu Qingge looked at his cold back and felt relieved when he saw that he was really fine.

"Don't you have breakfast with me?"

Feng Liye's tall body froze slightly, and he clearly wanted to slow down, but when he saw what he was holding in his arms, he accelerated his pace again.

"another day!"

Let’s destroy the evidence of his face.

But I didn't expect that as soon as I took a step this time, Chu Qingge chased after him and grabbed his sleeve: "Let me see."

"No viewing!"

"Let me see." She insisted.

Before she fell asleep last night, she remembered that she said something inexplicable: she wanted to eat fried rice with eggs.

She actually didn't really want to eat it, but suddenly she remembered that era, that era called the 21st century.

It turned out that before she knew it, she was really far away from that era.

She completely became an old friend, and even for the inexplicable throbbing last night, she had the urge to stay in this place forever.

She just wanted to remind herself that she was a soul from the twenty-first century!

I just want to tell myself not to fall...

But she didn't expect that he would remember her inadvertent words.

Where did the fried rice come from in this era? She suddenly was very curious about what the fried rice invented by Prince Li would look like.

"Don't look." Feng Liye's tone eased a little, but he was still reluctant.

He can't afford to lose this person.

"Show me." Qingge walked to him and saw that he still hid his hands in his robe.

She gently held his hand and lifted her robe.

What the hell is this?

A dark ball! Even rice and eggs can’t be distinguished!

Is this the fried rice made by Prince Li himself?

Chu Qingge wanted to laugh a little, and just a smile appeared in his eyes, and the man in front of him suddenly became cold all over.

She immediately restrained her mind and looked up at him, wanting to say something.

But Prince Li looks so beautiful now!

The face was full of gray and carbon ash left on the face, and it was dirty everywhere.

Also, dozens of long hair with scorched temples...

"Puff!" Finally, I couldn't help it!

The prince cooked so much that it was so shocking and inspiring to the world.

"I...ha! Hahaha..."

Feng Liye's face was completely black, and his fingers holding the bowl were constantly tightening.

This woman! This dead woman!

She dares to make fun of him! She dares to laugh again and try it!

"I'm not...I didn't...make fun of you...meaning, I...hahahaha..."

The people around him were all trembling with fear by the prince's face.

Only the princess who is ignorant of life and death is still laughing wildly.

Feng Zao and Feng Si were all cold, and they felt sorry for their prince!

Feng Liye's chest kept rising and falling. Finally, after he couldn't help but get angry, he gently pushed her and left quickly!
Chapter completed!