Murong Che took Zhou Zhuan and rushed straight into the small kitchen, speaking in a serious voice as he did so.
"People inside, put down your weapons, you are surrounded."
“???” After hearing these outrageous words, Si Muqiao had a question mark face.
For some reason, I always feel that at this moment they have become the opposite type of kidnappers who carry weapons and hold hostages.
What did they do?
It's just deboning the chicken feet.
As for being like this?
Who is that person shouting outside?
Why do I feel like a fool?
It was said that Si Muqiao was confused, and even Murong Che who rushed in was confused.
Why?
Why is the situation here different from what he imagined?
What did he see?
Four, five, six or seven people sitting in a circle, holding scissors or a knife in one hand and a chicken claw in the other?
So, they are actually processing chicken feet?
Cou! This is a huge misunderstanding!
It’s all his fault. What kind of weird images did he have in his mind?
No, no, you can't blame him. If you want to blame someone, blame your royal brother.
Regarding the previous murder and corpse-cooking case in the capital, they insisted on letting him read the files, and he suffered psychological trauma after reading them.
"Who are you?" After seeing the people coming, Si Muqiao put down the things in his hands, stood up, looked at Murong Che and asked.
At first glance, the person in front of him did have a slight resemblance to Murong Qingli in his features.
But in terms of overall appearance and temperament, the two people are completely different.
She felt that the man in front of her had a softer look, a combination of being obedient and badass, and had his own aura. He seemed easier to get along with than Murong Qingli.
If she had to say who he looks like, she felt that he looked somewhat similar to Ren Quan when he was young and dressed in ancient costume.
However, Ren Quan is a handsome guy with a decent appearance, deep eyes and full of power.
But the person in front of him was a little more casual and unrestrained.
"This is Prince Che!" Zhou Zhuan, who was beside Murong Che, straightened his back and explained.
"Your servant Si Muqiao greets Prince Che."
When Si Muqiao saluted, Tang Yuan and others around her also knelt down and saluted.
"Miss Si is too polite. It should be me who pays the visit to Miss Si." Murong Che folded his hands together and returned a salute to Si Muqiao.
"Ms. Sima, are you here?"
"I'm making spicy and sour chicken feet." Si Muqiao answered honestly.
"What's the point of doing that?"
"Of course it's to eat!" Si Muqiao glanced at Murong Che speechlessly.
If the spicy and sour chicken feet are not meant to be chewed, are they made for show?
"Eating chicken feet? Can you eat that?" Murong Che looked doubtful.
Don't think that just because he is a royal descendant, he doesn't know that chicken claws are on the chicken's body.
Or something that's used for walking.
It is said that it has the same function as human feet, but when people walk on the road, they wear shoes and socks on their feet.
The chicken will walk around on the ground with bare claws and may step on all kinds of dirty things.
Just this, can you eat it?
vomit!
This Miss Si is truly worthy of being Si Muyu's sister.
Like him, he looks very good, but his way of thinking is always different from that of ordinary people.
Yes, that's right. His first impression of Si Muqiao was that he was very good-looking, but not very smart.
Such a person actually received the love of the emperor.
To be taken to Guozhou?
He said he couldn't understand.
"Of course it's edible, and it's delicious!" Si Muqiao ignored his strange look.
Don't think that she didn't see the disgust in Murong Che's eyes.
Does she care? No.
The poor guy standing on the clouds hasn’t even had a bite of the chicken feet, how miserable.
"Miss Si, could it be that the people under my brother's command refused to give you meat?"
For some reason, Murong Che felt that he saw sympathy in Si Meiren's eyes.
Well, it must be an illusion.
"Not really. I really think chicken feet are delicious, so I asked someone to get them from the imperial kitchen."
"When it's done, will you try it, Your Majesty?"
"No need." Murong Che refused without thinking.
Just let him eat that thing, okay?
He would rather starve to death.
"Prince Che, I wonder what brings you here in person?" Si Muqiao changed the subject.
"I heard that my brother wants to take you to Guozhou?"
"Do you know what is happening in Guozhou now?"
"That's right. I don't know." Si Muqiao didn't understand what he wanted to express.
"Guozhou is in chaos right now, and the people are living in misery. Do you really want to go there with my brother?"
"This is your majesty's order, and I will obey it."
What happened to Guozhou's chaos? Wasn't it to solve this problem that she and the dog tyrant went there this time?
What's wrong?
"Forget it. This is my first time in the cold palace. Why don't you take me around?" Murong Che glanced at her and said.
He has made it so clear that my royal brother is not going out for sightseeing this time.
He was going to do serious business!
Why didn't Lady Si show any trace of unhappiness on her face?
He heard that Concubine Si wanted to live in the cold palace and not go out, so she specially hired someone to renovate the cold palace.
He was a little confused. What was Lady Sima's trick?
Generally speaking, after the concubines in the cold palace have received the attention and favor of His Majesty, isn't the thing they want most to do is to get out of the cold palace?
How come Miss Si is so happy to stay here?
He wanted to go and see what was so good about this cold palace.
Is this place really too attractive, or is this beautiful lady a scheming bitch, secretly planning something bad?
"All right."
Si Muqiao asked Murong Che to sit outside and wait for a while, and she explained the next steps for making the spicy and sour chicken feet to Shu Xue and Ying Yu.
He washed his hands again and then came out with the dumplings.
"Prince Che, please."
"Well, thank you!"
Under the leadership of Simuqiao, Murong Che and Zhou Zhuan have broadened their horizons.
They had never seen what the cold palace looked like before, but they had heard about it.
It is deserted, overgrown with weeds, and the palace is dilapidated. It is where the concubines who have made mistakes live.
Some concubines committed suicide because they couldn't stand the environment in the cold palace.
But look at the cold palace now, it is completely different from the cold palace they imagined.
It can be seen that the palace has obviously been renovated.
Red bricks, green tiles, carved beams and painted buildings.
Neat and clean, full of vitality.
There are trees in the yard, and inside there are rockery, water, and a pavilion.
And…wait, what is that?
Chicken shed? Duck pen?
Why are there geese clucking “goose, goose” and sheep bleating?
Ah, for a moment, Murong Che thought he was dreaming?
Is he at the farm in the backyard of the people?
But this is clearly the cold palace!
A place in the palace!
This beauty Si actually raised chickens, ducks, geese, and sheep in the palace???
"This...?" Murong Che was shocked.
But Simuqiao had no idea what he was thinking and thought that as a royal noble, he had never seen these small animals.
So, he kindly explained.
"This is a chicken. There are roosters and hens. Roosters can crow and hens can lay eggs."
"If you're interested, you can come over and touch the warm eggs later."
"That's a big goose. Goose eggs are delicious. And geese are very fierce. They will bite people!"
"Bite...bite people, impossible!" Murong Che was instantly led astray by her.
How could such a cute, snow-white goose bite people?
Lady Sima must be deceiving him.
"If you don't believe me, why don't you go over and tease it?"
Si Muqiao said this as a joke, but Murong Che actually went over there.
And, it really amused the geese.
So, the next moment...
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