The next day, An Jiu went to find Aunt Qu and asked her to prepare hawthorns and some yellow peaches.

She also wanted to make canned yellow peaches. Considering that the dog emperor didn't like to eat peaches, all the canned yellow peaches were hers.

She loves eating rice the most.

Aunt Qu asked, "Anything else?"

Aunt Qu was very happy to hear that the emperor had eaten fish yesterday.

It was Eunuch Li who said that the emperor drank too much water last night and woke up several times in the second half of the night, and the chamber pot was full of urine.

"Let's make some sauerkraut."

Anjiu wants to eat pickled fish.

Aunt Qu didn't say anything either.

Your Majesty loves food more than anything else.

In the morning, An Jiu continued to build the dragon frame. The emperor came once. An Jiu looked at his head and found that he had changed his hair into a golden crown...

An Jiu was very satisfied. Gold was good and she liked gold.

She looked down again and saw that the emperor's pendant had also been changed, and it was still white. This thing was priceless and she didn't like it.

There is no ring, probably because I haven't found a suitable one yet.

After a quick look, An Jiu began to salute the emperor.

The emperor squinted at him.

What was this woman looking at? 】

The opposite is definitely not to look at his face.

The emperor remembered that she first looked at the top of his head, as if smiling, and then looked at his...

Look at his...

The emperor couldn't help but squeeze his legs together.

[It shouldn't happen. She's not a coward. 】

An Jiu: "..."

What? Are you talking about her? What is she doing?

As An Jiu thought so, the emperor walked up to the dragon bone and looked at the pieced together part. He began to doubt again.

【The claws look a bit like a dragon. 】

[Is that really true?] 】

Round and round he turned.

An Jiu followed behind him, and when she heard the doubts in his heart, she would pretend to explain them to him casually.

The emperor was very satisfied.

Aunt Qu bought hawthorns and yellow peaches, and also got a few cans according to An Jiu's instructions. An Jiu decided to cook it in the afternoon and eat it when it cools down in the evening.

Canning is not complicated. An Jiu makes two kinds, yellow peach and hawthorn, both of which are placed on the cabinet in her room.

Aunt Qu saved some for the emperor to taste, but she took the wrong one. She took yellow peach instead of hawthorn.

An Jiu thought that the emperor was going to complain again after eating, but the emperor finished eating quickly.

【tasty. 】

An Jiu: "..."

So, he doesn't like peaches, does he just not like juicy peaches?

Yellow peaches can be eaten, and peach blossom cakes can also be eaten?

Later, An Jiu found out that the emperor didn't dislike peaches, he just didn't like the hair on the peach skin. Even if it was washed, he still didn't like it...

But he didn't say it.

"Who made this?" the emperor asked casually after taking the last bite of canned yellow peaches.

Aunt Qu glanced at 깊 Anjiu and said, "It was 께九 who did it."

"She?" The emperor looked An Jiu up and down.

With a sound of "tsk"...

An Jiu: "..."

What is the dog emperor saying?

However, the emperor said nothing, put down the jar and left.

As soon as he left, the air around him began to circulate, and An Jiu found that the craftsmen were obviously relieved and worked more briskly.

At night, there was a strong wind, which seemed to indicate that the weather was really going to get cooler.

An Jiu was very tired these two days, she wanted to go back to bed early, so she went to prepare the ingredients without waiting for the emperor to come.

However, the tyrant didn't come no matter how she waited. When she was wondering whether he would come, a man walked in from outside.

At that moment, the long-lost creepy feeling came back.

The tyrant stared at Anjiu with a gloomy face. Anjiu's hair stood on end, and she felt like he was going to kill her in the next second.

She didn't know what was going on, but she didn't dare to ask, so she pointed to the pickled fish in the pot.

"Your Majesty, would you like to eat?"

The tyrant looked at her without moving.

An Jiu began to feel uneasy.

I can't hear his voice either...

Compared to the dog emperor with eight hundred minds, this one is really hard to deal with.

After an unknown amount of time, Anjiu felt his body becoming stiff, so he walked over and sat down.

An Jiu quickly served him some rice.

Looking at the tyrant who was eating with a wheezing sound, An Jiu really breathed a sigh of relief.

She was really scared to death.

After dinner, the tyrant went to Anjiu's house.

An Jiu was still wondering, did this guy forget about the canned food?

Never mind, I'll give him some to eat later.

However, the moment he entered the door, An Jiu was stunned.

The room she had carefully decorated was now in a mess, the quilt was almost torn into strips, and the cotton inside was flying everywhere.

Her clothes, shoes, vases, teapots, etc. were all in tatters...

An Jiu's blood boiled and she was furious. She turned to look at the culprit.

The tyrant is standing. This guy is nearly 1.9 meters tall, and when he looks at people, he basically looks at them with his nose...

He stared at An Jiu very arrogantly.

"Why did you smash my room?" An Jiu asked.

I felt a little regretful after asking. Who the hell is she? Not to mention smashing her room, even demolishing this room would be fine...

However, the tyrant was not angry, he just stared at An Jiu coldly.

An Jiu glanced at the can on the table. It was empty. It was obvious that he had smashed her room and eaten her canned food...

It's really too much.

"Your Majesty, why are you unhappy?" An Jiu tried his best to keep his tone gentle.

The tyrant finally snorted.

[Unhappy…]

An Jiu: "..."

The old man saw it, so he asked you why you were unhappy? ? ?

However, the tyrant did not answer, and was too lazy to even think about it, leaving An Jiu to guess.

An Jiu accepted his fate.

Guess.

She thought about it, usually it was the tyrant who came to see her, could it be that because she went to the kitchen first today, the tyrant was unhappy?

Hey, is this a school? Do we still need to hold hands and go to the toilet together?

"Because I didn't wait for you, are you unhappy?"

An Jiu asked tentatively.

The tyrant snorted coldly.

It seems that 늀 is 깊.

An Jiu said: "I also want to prepare the meal early so that His Majesty can eat when he comes."

The tyrant looked at her for a while, then suddenly tried to pull out the hair crown on her head, but it was not so smooth this time, and the tyrant was very strong, so it seemed to be stuck. He grabbed a handful of hair and pulled it off, but the hair crown still did not come off.

Seeing that this person was getting more and more irritated, An Jiu hurried forward: "I...I will help you."

The tyrant did not move, but his face was gloomy and he looked very unhappy.

An Jiu came over and tried to say, "Your Majesty, can you sit down? I can't reach you if I stand."

Then the tyrant sat down.

An Jiu took a look and saw that the attacker was really ruthless. There were cuts and bleeding on his head, and the hair crown and hair were tangled together.

An Jiu couldn't help but complain in his heart, this eunuch Li is really something, it's the middle of the night, the emperor should be asleep, right? Why give him a hair crown?

Eunuch Li felt very wronged about this. The emperor was indeed asleep, but he got up and picked out a very expensive-looking hair crown for Eunuch Li to wear...

"It may hurt a little, just bear with it."

Anjiu took off his hair crown bit by bit, and wiped the blood off his head with a handkerchief. Looking at his messy hair, Anjiu had no choice but to use a comb to comb his hair...

When her hair was finally combed, An Jiu discovered that the tyrant had fallen asleep without her knowing when.

An Jiu was speechless.

Like a violent kid.