Zhou Leping doesn't deal with Guotai. This is probably the only time in her life that she has been destined to Guotai.

Before cooking, the cook in the kitchen offered to stay and help her. Zhou Leping said no, and drove everyone out. For fear that Zhu GuanLiang could find out the taste of the overpowering drug, he specially used kujing as the ingredient in the medicated food. The taste of kujing was strong and pungent, which was hard to detect even if he had a dog nose.

But for the first time in her life, cooking was more difficult than fighting. The fire was burning under the pot, and kujing had to be fried in the pot. She threw a handful of kujing down, turned to find a salt pot, and then turned back. The kujing in the pot had turned into a scorched dry dish.

The cook outside the door smelled the paste smell coming from inside, and he could not help but pinch the sweat for their fifth prince.

Paste it, paste taste more pungent, so he can't smell it, but cooking is obviously not good, she had an idea, scooped a ladle of water, just make a soup.

She mixed two spoonfuls of water, sprinkled two spoonfuls of salt, beat two eggs and stirred them. She felt that there was something wrong with them. Just as there was bacon hanging on the rope beside her, she threw a few pieces into the pot. There was still sugar beside the pot. She waved two spoonfuls of sugar and some spicy potatoes until they were cooked into a pot of thick soup, Out of the pot before her own mill into some of the overpowering drug, stir well, then Sheng out of the end.

The cook frowned when he saw that she took a pot of black things out. It should not be called medicated food. It should be called lethal soup. Those who take this soup must die of bleeding and abdominal pain in a moment!

Soup on the table, Zhou Leping a face "for praise" expression, looking at Zhu GuanLiang, "how?"

Zhu GuanLiang frowned and thought about how to express himself so as not to hurt her. If he boasted about the beauty, smell and taste, he would be a little unconscionable. After a long deliberation in his heart, he finally said, "it looks like it's burnt."

Zhou Leping didn't pay attention for a moment. He wiped the sweat on his forehead. As a result, he rubbed the bottom of the pot on his face and didn't know, "it's pasted. I didn't grasp the heat for the first time, but you can taste it... It should still be able to taste."

Zhu GuanLiang stirred and stirred a spoon in his hand. The soup came to his mouth and put it down. He couldn't drink it.

The expression on Zhou Leping's face was gradually replaced by disappointment? If you don't want to have a taste of it, give me some advice on whether it's good or not. I'll correct it next time. I know I'm not good at cooking, but at least give me face, OK

The last sentence "good or bad", no matter whether she was intentional or unintentional, was in Zhu GuanLiang's heart, which made his heart and liver tremble.

She squatted in front of him and looked up at him. Her expression was a little pitiful, a little expectant and a little disappointed. These emotions mixed together and turned into a different kind of lovely. Zhu GuanLiang sipped his lips and scooped the soup again. This time, he did not hesitate to put it into his mouth.

At the moment when he drank the soup, Zhou Leping was stabbed by something in a trance on his chest. He felt a little painful and stuffy. It was like pressing a stone, which made her gasp.

This feeling is not strange. She had this feeling when Zhou Le'an entered the palace and Zhao Shiqian made her a concubine. But it is not surprising that Zhao Shiqian has this feeling. How can she have this feeling for Zhu GuanLiang?

Her head is in a mess, like there are tens of millions of thread entangled together, cut constantly, the reason is also chaotic.

The taste of this soup, to be honest, is better than all the bad food in the world. It tastes bitter and astringent in the mouth, but it tastes salty and sweet in the aftertaste at the same time. I'm afraid it's hard to make something worse than this even if you close your eyes.

Zhu GuanLiang's face was green and yellow. Although he couldn't swallow it, he still had a hard time swallowing it, and his evaluation was very pertinent. "I don't know the taste, but the dish is finally ripe. You and she take the rest of the soup on the table and prepare to go out and pour it. By the way, Zhang Yingning comes in.

But Zhu GuanLiang suddenly grabs her wrist. Zhou Leping turns his face to see him. His face turns red and his eyes look at her. It's already like a drug attack.

Zhou Leping's heart thumped for a while, and he went to break his fingers. "Oh, how come your face is so red? I'll open the window for you to breathe. "

Zhu GuanLiang tugged hard. Zhou Leping was brought by his strength and almost fell into his arms. Fortunately, she supported him with her feet in time and made some efforts to pull back.

"I... I know you're not feeling well. Let me go first. I'll pour you a glass of water. Calm down first."

According to her previously calculated dosage, the medicine should not volatilize so fast. How could her temperament change when she went out? It seems that there is something wrong.

Zhu GuanLiang held her slender wrist and rubbed her thumb back and forth. When she was unprepared, Zhou Leping hit him like a dart thrown out and flying back.

"Zhu GuanLiang..." she tried her best to push him, but he didn't move. His eyes were more and more intense and serious.

"Didn't you give me the medicine? Where are you going now? "

She was stunned, struggling harder, "you know? No, I specially put the kujing. When did you know that? "

Zhu GuanLiang held her shoulder, and her sense and patience were on the verge of collapse. "It's not too early. After drinking it, I know that you put kujing specially to cover up the taste of the medicine. It's a pity that your kujing is burnt and has less pungent taste. No matter how hard the soup is, it's not hard to find the details." This guy is really unusual. Zhou Leping thought in his heart whether to give Zhang Yingning a confession. Before he spoke, he said, "I thought you had learned enough. I didn't expect you to use the wrong medicine. It's not more convenient to go out and buy Mongolian sweat medicine. I don't know if you are really stupid or on purpose."“ I... "Yunqing's antidote is not here. You can't find it even if you give it to me." Together, he thought that he gave him the medicine to find the antidote of Yunqing.