The rapid traffic, the long streets of smoke and scenery, and the countless distances between the east, west, south and north, carry and accommodate the dreams and love of countless people.

Dreams and love are the most beautiful things in the world, but in such a huge world, everything has two sides, separation and unity, and sorrow and joy are hard to separate.

In the center of Shenjing City, Baidi Palace, the full moon shines in the sky, and the bright moonlight shines on the black imperial palace wall, majestic and solemn. The infinite noise of the entire Shenjing City outside the imperial palace came to the wall of Baidi Palace, and it ended abruptly.

The owner of Baidi Palace was happy and at the same time, there was a pregnant mistress in the palace who was not suitable for disturbance. Therefore, it did not set up a grand celebration like the external gods. However, although the palace was quiet, the smiles on the faces of the pretty palace maids did not disappear, because the empress who was in charge of the entire treasury of the harem was always generous.

When the imperial court was victorious and His Majesty returned triumphantly, the Baidi Palace naturally wanted to express his intentions. Not only did the money increase a lot in that month, but he was even lucky. According to previous examples, Rouge would also let some palace maids go out of the palace to attend the city celebration, which was also a disguised gift.

The entire Baidi Palace was quiet and peaceful, and there was also a little joy. However, for the imperial chefs in the palace, they were particularly nervous at this time, because starting this afternoon, there was a young figure with a burly and shiny bald head, who was meticulously cooking in the imperial kitchen.

Whether it is from stir-frying, frying, cooking, frying, and then steaming, boiling, stewing, simmering, smoked, almost all the cooking methods in Daxia, and the figure who doesn't say a word, have been made.

As time goes by, the entire imperial kitchen, with exquisite dishes of color, fragrance and flavor are placed in almost every corner. Each of them is a great cooking work that makes the imperial kitchen feel inferior. However, the entire imperial kitchen is filled with so many in one breath, which makes the imperial kitchen feel numb.

These imperial chefs looked at Liang Po's back without stopping, and their faces became more bitter, because the amount of ingredients they used in the afternoon was equivalent to the monthly consumption per week. The ingredients in the imperial kitchen in the palace were all the best products in the world. Seeing that they were used up, these imperial chefs saw it in their eyes and felt pain in their hearts.

In fact, Liang Po was not fast in cooking. Cutting vegetables, cooking, and finally serving the dishes were done by himself. Then he looked at the soup boiling in front of him and emitting a strong fragrance, but the noodles in his hand could not be put in for a long time.

After a long time, Liang Bo, who was standing in front of the soup, pursed his lips, and finally put the noodles in his hand aside, turned around and walked out of the imperial kitchen. At the same time, a gentle sound came to the ears of the surrounding imperial kitchen:

"I'm sorry for this time that I'm sorry. As compensation, the loss of food consumed today will be deducted from my own offering."

After the gentle and magnetic sound fell, Liang Po walked out of the imperial kitchen gently, and then his broad and strong back disappeared into the night of the Baidi Palace.

The gentle spring breeze blew from outside the cemetery, and then gently blew the trees on both sides of the palace road, leaving mottled reflections on the ground, and also blew up Liang Bo's robe. Then, at the end of the road not far ahead of Liang Bo, a team of slowly coming lights appeared, and after the lights, a wide carriage followed.

Liang Po stopped moving forward, stared at the coming carriage, stood sideways by the roadside, and then the carriage stopped in front of the former, the curtain was lifted, revealing the rouge under the moonlight, with a rosy face shining brightly, and a gentle voice came out:

"Po'er, I just want to have some breath. If you don't mind, follow me to the pavilion over there and take a break?"

After Yanzhi's voice fell, Liang Po's face was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly and said:

"Be careful to obey the imperial edict!"

"Please please, Lord Liang!"

Next to the carriage, a palace maid with a lantern raised her hand and led it toward a pavilion not far away. At that time, the palace maid had already put up soft cushions and lit the lights. There were even some seasonal fruits and snacks on the table.

A moment later, Yanzhi and Liang Po sat down. Because Yanzhi's pregnant belly had already begun to take shape at this time, she sat down carefully with the help of her maid, then smiled at Liang Po and said:

"Don't blame Mr. Liang, I am a little clumsy at this time."

"Thank you for your hard work, I'll cook some meals tomorrow and improve the food for you."

After Liang Po said something, Yanzhi seemed to have thought of something, and chuckled and responded:

"I could hear the people in the imperial kitchen saying in the afternoon that Lord Liang had cooked almost all the delicious foods in the entire Daxia, which scared the chefs of the imperial kitchen department very much."

"Empress, what they said is wrong. I did try many cooking methods, but."

Speaking of this, Liang Po looked at the dark green eyes of the rouge in front of him, which was like the roasted bitter tea. After a few breaths of silence, he continued to speak:

"But in the end, I couldn't put that bowl of noodles. I used to be immersed in it when I was cooking, but now I can't calm down."

Liang Po's last words were trembling that he could not even detect, but Yanzhi, who was delicate in mind, heard Liang Po's deep emotions hidden. Then Yanzhi looked at Liang Po, who had tightly pursed his lips and said softly:

"Po'er, you and Your Majesty grew up together since childhood. They are not brothers, but they are better than brothers. And you may know Your Majesty even better than this palace. Similarly, Your Majesty knows you too.

"Your Majesty knows that he and you are not good at speaking on weekdays. He always does more and speaks less. Therefore, when His Majesty returns from the war today, he told me what happened to you in the snowfield in the north, and ask me to let me enlighten you."

After Yanzhi finished speaking, Liang Po lowered his eyes, his burly and strong body was still as steady as a rock, and then a gentle response came out:

"Empress, I'm fine, I'm fine."

"Actually, when you were cooking in the imperial kitchen in the afternoon, Your Majesty stood at the door for a long time, but he didn't go in. You and Your Majesty are in harmony with Your Majesty. Your Majesty is the honor of a country. The Emperor of the Human Race wants to come to ask our palace in person, because Your Majesty knows it very well."

Speaking of this, Yanzhi stretched out her right hand and gently patted Liang Bo's shoulder. With heartache in her big eyes, she continued to speak slowly:

"Po'er, you're so sad!"
Chapter completed!