Mu Wan Shang didn’t expect Ge Shu to wake her up. Xiao Qi, who didn’t want Wang Heng to show off, pulled Mu Wan Shang’s skirt. "Mother won when her father won."

Mu Wan Shang got up and Jianli. "If you go back to your father in an orderly manner, it is natural that Fan Wang won. If Fan Wang won, it is not fair to Heng Wang. It is not as good as one person and half of the two beauty awards! Just let Fan Wang keep the carriage, so Wang can keep the horse! "
Everyone is laughing at princess heng, who is really a fool. It is obvious that the carriage is more expensive than the horse. I don’t know how many times it is. There is no shortage in the bloody BMW Heng Palace.
Ge Shu didn’t cry when he saw Xiao Qi, but it was also a trick for Wang Heng to win the car, which didn’t make much sense to his roots.
"So good! It is the best of both worlds! I will give the car to Fan Wang and the horse to Heng Wang. Does Heng Wang have any objection? "
"I don’t disagree!" King Heng doesn’t object to mu Wan’s heart, no matter what decision Mu Wan makes, he has no opinion.
He won the prize to coax Xiao Qi to see that it was the bloody BMW. He was not interested in the carriage and didn’t know its value.
Mu Wan Shang also guessed that Fan Wang wanted an ivory car, and it was also a princess’s trip to Heng Wang’s mansion. The car was not as bad as this one, or it was a happy one.
A surname Jing’s face is not very good either. She is naturally happy to have a good fight. It is the first time that she has wasted a chance to get revenge.
Xuanyuan looked at a surname and saw that she didn’t like it. He didn’t think it was wrong to do it. "This daughter-in-law knows wisely."
Chapter three hundred and ten Assassination of the emperor
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After watching the game all day, the weather was fine at night, and everyone got together to sing and dance. Ning Fei saw Jing Huangfei in her arms, holding Sun in her arms, feeding and bathing, and sitting there without saying a word, sipping.
The chefs are busy turning over the barbecue everywhere. Ningfei suddenly covers her lower abdomen. "The stomachs of male and female servants are not delicious. These barbecues will hurt her stomach."
Xuanyuan destroyed some consternation but also moderate "life kitchen NingFei cook some porridge"
"Imperial male and female servants want to eat pasta," said Ningfei.
An Taijing coaxed Xiaoqishan to hear that Ningfei suddenly made a fuss. "Ningfei’s sister was born round. I have never heard that Ningfei’s sister has a bad spleen and stomach. Since Ningfei’s sister has a stomach disease, she doesn’t bring some snacks."
There is a struggle everywhere in the harem, and there is no appetite for a meal. Let go of the food and sit there cleverly.
Ning Fei suddenly turned the conversation to Mu Wan’s dress, "Can Princess Heng’s cooking be exquisite and highland barley can make meat taste but not enough?"
Mu Wan petticoats suddenly turned out that Ning Fei was fighting with her. Seeing that Ning Fei was making things difficult for Mu Wan petticoats naturally didn’t like "If Ning Fei’s sister wants to eat, just say it’s not difficult for her to be a princess."
Ning Fei looked directly at the emperor. "Princess Huang is a junior servant, so it’s just too much to ask!"
Xuanyuan looked at Mu Wanshang, and she obviously had eaten dinner. "Daughter-in-law doesn’t have to do it if she has difficulties" is an ambiguous word, which neither refutes Ningfei’s face nor gives Mu Wanshang a step to let her directly give no.
If she can’t do it today, she will become a laughing stock. In the daytime, Jing Huangfei has complained a lot, and it is even more difficult to let Jing Huangfei lose face later.
It is difficult for Xifan people, the staple food of beef and mutton, to make highland barley taste like meat, and it is not difficult at all for some Dayin people with rich food culture.
Ge Shuheng also said, "Yan Er, you are a chef, not a pastry chef."
"But if Empress Ning Fei can wait for an hour."
Ning Fei saw that Mu Wan Shang had agreed that "it is still too early to wait for an hour."
Muwanshang evenly knead highland barley flour into dough and put it in a basin to wake up for a while to prepare the required ingredients.
Over there, I think of the faint piano, which is Li Jing, and her great emperor is playing in the piano and flute ensemble.
She has not touched the strings for a long time, or her father will think of what happened when he was alive.
Ge Shuheng looked at it from the side for a long time ago and took her by the hand and said, "What is your majesty doing?"
"They fiddle and string in front, but Yan Er is here. She is not a mother princess, so it is not necessary for Yan Er to serve herself."
Mu Wan petticoats is holding a basin in his hand for fear of being tampered with by others. "Yan Er can go with Wang Ye, and this must be taken, otherwise what he did before will be white."
On that face, Ge Shuheng came to the front of the crowd with a wooden arm. "Yan Er’s hand is a fiddler, and everyone can sit."
This is very full of words, but it is pushed by Ge Shuheng. "Wang Yaner has not touched the piano for many years and has long been abandoned."
Tan Taijing heard that Mu Wan was proficient in all kinds of piano and chess paintings. "I heard that Princess Heng was proficient in all kinds of piano and chess paintings."
"Then play a song to let the eyes of all the people know how powerful it is to let King Heng talk so wildly."
Mu Wan Shang feels that Xifan’s harem concubines can’t wait to eat her alive. She does a good job and never wants to provoke anyone.
"Daughter-in-law, please give me a song!" Ge Shu Miao Dao
"Yes!" Mu Wan Shang handed the basin to Ge Shu Heng’s arms and knew that he was distressed by her. Cooking was simple for her, but she didn’t like to entangle with these women.
The night wind is slow, and the hair on the forehead is disturbed. I think of a piece of music that my mother taught her at the age of "Qiangdi must complain about the willows". This song has a western style.
Sitting on the floor with a drooping eyebrow, slender and graceful fingers dancing with strings like flowing water, sad and desolate piano music floating in the night.
Ge Shu-Miao listened to the familiar and desolate piano sound, and there was a slight change. I don’t know who this lesbian Qinshui mother-in-law is.
I’ve heard this Quge Shu Heng before, but I didn’t expect her to play it. No wonder she came to Qinshui’s mother-in-law. It seems that the relationship between the two people is still very deep.
A song Bi Geshu praised that "the daughter-in-law should have learned to play the fiddle since childhood. Without more than ten years of kung fu, she would not have played such a profound artistic conception."
"Back to my father, my mother was good at playing the piano, and Yaner was five years old, and the melody of the fiddle was far-reaching and she could speak rough."
This woman is talented but not arrogant, and she is very satisfied with this daughter-in-law. This time, Wang Heng didn’t see the mistake.
"I wonder if my daughter-in-law Qinshui’s mother-in-law is?"
I don’t know if Xuanyuan is destroyed, but I know that her mother-in-law Qinshui is probably the song.
"Qinshui’s mother-in-law and mother have deep roots. The so-called love me, love me, love me, love me."
"My daughter-in-law has stopped looking for Qinshui’s mother-in-law and has returned to the holy mountain."
"Holy Mountain!"
"All members of the royal family in the Holy Mountain will know that I won’t go into details, and then I will be told by King Heng."
Mu Wan petticoats’ heart is full of doubts. Since Xuanyuan has been destroyed, it is really inconvenient to tell the holy mountain things, and he will also have the discretion to ask King Heng later.
"Sirs Yaner has to go to wash his face. Please leave now."
This food is naturally made for Ning Huangfei. Ning Huangfei feels strange when she hears the word "washing face". "Princess Heng, since the food is made for the palace, of course it is in front of the palace, otherwise you don’t know what you put in it!"