My Empress is My Bad Girl

Mu Chen scanned the tent.

It's deserted, and doesn't even have a charcoal basin, let alone cooking.

He turned and went out and brought a bucket of water, a small red clay stove, a pot, and a pair of chopsticks.

"Master, you cook dumplings yourself, I'm busy going down."

"Go ahead."

Not long after Mu Chen went out, he came over again with a small bowl and smiled: "Master, how can I eat dumplings without vinegar?"

Zhao Shu glanced around and said, "You know I have never liked the sour taste of vinegar."

"Eating dumplings is different." Mu Chen put aside the bowl and asked secretly, "Master, how long have you not eaten dumplings?"

"Where do you come from so much nonsense?"

"Hey, the subordinate will go out now."

Mu Chen went out happily.

Zhao Shu poured some water in the pot, put it on the small stove, took the book, and sat by the stove to read.

The water gradually boiled.

Zhao Shu put down his book and threw the dumplings in one by one.

The hard dumplings fell into the hot water and quickly became soft.

As the water boiled again, the dumplings slowly floated to the surface.

It's like little white pillows.

Zhao Shu picked up the chopsticks and poked it.

The dumpling sank and came up again.

He seemed to find it funny, poking and poking every dumpling with his chopsticks.

When Mu Chen came in, he saw this scene.

He observed in silence for a while, and made sure that the prince was just playing, and couldn't help but say: "Um, Lord, this dumpling is already cooked, if you poke it again, it will be rotten."

Zhao Shu glanced at him, put down his chopsticks, fished all the dumplings into the bowl, and said, "Come and eat together."

"My subordinates won't eat it. They ordered so many dumplings... These are dumplings sent by the Queen Empress, how can the subordinates eat it with them?" Mu Chen put down a plate of meat and said, "The subordinates are still making roast lamb outside. Click, go chewing the leg of lamb."

After speaking, he ran away quickly.

After eating it, Zhao Shu discovered that these dozens of dumplings had six or seven different fillings.

Every time I eat one is a surprise.

Before I knew it, I ate it.

On the night of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, although there was heavy snow and the moon in the sky was not visible, the soldiers were very happy.

The next day, Mu Chen sent a message, saying that there was news from Da Zhou that the Northern Qi King Xiao Ziliang had already taken his princess and dozens of officials from Da Zhou to set off from Da Zhou on the sixth day of the sixth year.

Mu Chen said: "In this way, they will be able to get here in about a month."

Zhao Shu said: "Since Xiao Ziliang left Beiqi, how many battles have we fought?"

"The Northern Qi feudal king rebelled three times, and Jiuli once."

"I hope they can handle things here well before they arrive." Zhao Shu said, "Once I am not here, it is difficult to say whether the Jiuli tribe will do anything else."

Mu Chen was also a little worried after hearing this: "Then Ji Wenyuan's army is fascinating and acting treacherously. Except for the prince, you can restrain him and change to someone else. prince, or let us stay for a while."

Zhao Shu glanced at him and said, "Why, do you want to resist the decree?"

Mu Chen didn't say a word.

This is what the emperor intended, and as soon as the generals who succeeded him arrived, he had to immediately pack up and return to Da Zhou.

Mu Chen sighed and said quietly, "There is no emperor in the past. You can safely leave the general outside."

"Don't discuss these things indiscriminately." Zhao Shu stood up, "Rather than worrying, it is better to settle the matter before going back."

At this time, a soldier rushed in and knelt on one knee and said: "General, we are under attack!"