Transmigrating Into a Violent General’s Sweetheart Breeder

Ling Huan has been guessing which prince this is.

But after nightfall, the light in the room is as dim as the outside.

The prince saves electricity and does not turn on the lights.

In the huge dining room, only a few candles with faint flames were lit on the table.

The spilled light can't even shine on the wall, making people feel uneasy in the unfathomable cave.

Sitting at the long table, the three princes looked at Ling Huan, with a gentle smile at the corners of their mouths. He looked like a hospitable host. He leaned forward and actively pushed a plate of grilled chicken with tantalizing luster in front of Ling Huan. Push, speak,

"The dishes are not ready yet. Today, if you can invite such a powerful chef as Mr. Ling, I have specially asked Yuchu to work hard, and I must make the best dishes."

"It's not that great, it can only be ranked among the entertainment anchors." Ling Huan smiled politely, looking down at the meat on the dinner plate.

The slices of meat are oily and smooth with a compelling aroma, but they smell strangely spicy.

There is a disgusting taste in the sweetness.

[Something is added to the food. 009 hit the nail on the head and reminded him cautiously, [I need the host to take a bite to analyze what's in it, but the prince looks unkind. My suggestion is that the host should not eat a bite. 】

Ling Huan looked at the meat over and over, and finally put the fork aside calmly. When he raised his eyes, he suddenly met the third prince's eyes, and found that an uncontrollable green light flashed from the depths of the other's pupils.

Because of his lack of praise, the third prince's displeasure was written on his face.

"Mr. Ling what does this mean? You work in the nursery during the day, and you were invited to me as a guest after work. You didn't have dinner, so you should eat more."

The dim background made the green of the third prince's pupils particularly bright, and Ling Huan became more familiar with it.

"It turned out to be you." He thoughtfully fiddled with the problematic meat again, sniffed the taste, and suddenly understood the familiar feeling that had been faintly appearing since just now.

The smell covered by the strong spices is actually a fishy smell.

When the zerg killed by Rizeel exploded and died, it exuded a taste that was thousands of times stronger than this.

The meat is filled with venom that oozes after the Zerg scales are peeled off.

The prince sitting next to him is a Zerg.

Not surprisingly, he deceived Qiongqiong's true three princes.

All the dishes Linghuan didn't move his chopsticks, as long as the thought of which dish contained the zerg venom was totally disgusting.

Ling Huan said, "I appreciate the kindness of the three princes, but I am not very hungry now."

The third prince raised his eyebrows in surprise, the smile on the corners of his mouth was unsustainable, and looked a little distorted, "Have we seen it before?"

"I haven't seen it." Ling Huan smiled, "But I have seen your eyes."

The crystal green pupil color after the zerg parasitism is completely different from the alpha of a normal black eye.

Being stared suspiciously by the three princes, Ling Huan shrugged his shoulders relaxedly, "I mean I saw you during the live broadcast of the royal family on Starnet, because they resemble the emperor's eyes, so they are familiar."

The third prince breathed a sigh of relief, his face still ugly, his knuckles were slightly bent and gently tapped on the table and urged, "It seems that the dishes did not satisfy Mr. Ling."

"Don't hurry up on new ones?"

The door was hurriedly pushed open.

The person in charge of the vegetable preparation staggered a bit and had a strange posture. When he walked to the table, he slammed into it as if he couldn't see it.

With a muffled sound, the juice from the plate splashed on the white cloth, and a few drops even flew to Ling Huan.

He frowned at the old man who was bending over to stabilize the plate.

The third prince folded his chin with his fingers, his eyes were dull, "Mr. Ling laughed,"

"Don't be surprised, this is the most trusted steward around me." The third prince touched the position of his eyes with his finger, and said in a low voice, "He can't see both eyes, he is completely blind."

"When I see a guest, I usually don't leave anyone else, only him."

Ling Huan frowned, "Then you...The third prince still let him serve food?"

The third prince smiled heartily, "Get used to it, otherwise he won't be my supervisor. Because he won't see things that shouldn't be seen, I'm relieved."

Ling Huan watched the old man stretch out his old hand and touched the tablecloth twice, estimated the free space, and then gently put the dinner plate on.

The third prince was very dissatisfied with Ling Huan's absent-mindedness, "Mr. Ling thinks the royal cook is not doing well?"

Ling Huan complied with kindness, "Of course not."

"I think the things made by the Royal Kitchen are dull and tasteless. Compared with the things made by Mr. Ling, it is really bad." The third prince took a lunch box from his hand, opened the lid, and put a cold inside quietly. Drumsticks.

Ling Huan tutted.

It turns out that the final benefit of the prize draw for the side task yesterday fell on the head of the three princes.

The chicken legs in the lunch box had been bitten, and the edges were chewed unevenly, and all of them were filled with slobber.

People who eat chicken thighs look like they have been hungry for a month.

"Imperial Kitchen doesn't make food with spiritual power. Mr. Ling does something very different." The three princes gave Ling Huan a haphazard praise, and found that Ling Huan was still indifferent with his dry mouth, and he couldn't help but feel a little irritated and clenched With the knife, he said coldly, "Mr. Ling should know that the imperial chef's treatment is extremely high, so it's better to stay in the palace."

"That won't work." Ling Huan raised his eyebrows and refused directly.

It turned out that he was specifically invited over by violence, and the three princes went round and round just to make him cook.

A hint of sarcasm flashed under his eyes.

The loss of Qiongqiong's cheap labor was a big blow to the three princes.

"The third prince may not know, the one in my house is very difficult." He met the man's livid expression and shook the time displayed on his brain calmly, "I have to go home before ten o'clock, otherwise he wants Come to check the post."

"Mr. Ling’s lover? I don’t know if it’s a beta or an omega. The character is so bad, it’s better to dump it as soon as possible. As long as Mr. Ling comes to the royal family, he will come into contact with the upper-class nobles. If you want something better, don’t you have to grab a lot? I am willing to stay here and cook.” Yesterday, when Ling Huan’s live broadcast was watched from the beginning to the end, the third prince triumphantly thought that he had understood Ling Huan’s unspeakable concealment.

He thought of a solution and moved out the conditions for hiring Ling Huan, "You must add mental energy to the three meals a day you prepare, and the reward is indispensable. Money is still a spar. You can mention anything you want..."

Ling Huan only heard a few ridiculous words, "You want to find me better?"

"Can't find anything better than him."

The third prince found that Ling Huan was completely indifferent to his temptation, and he didn't even pay attention to it, and suddenly put a smile away.

"Don't you think that you can leave easily after entering the palace? It's hard for a face-to-face person like you to move here!"

Ling Huan looked sideways, glanced at the dark sky outside along the transparent window, shook his head and said, "Of course he won't leave easily."

He is going to get the key.

The map given by Rizel was incomplete. There were no palaces of the three princes in the key places. He had to look for them. As long as he could find the place where the emperor lived, he would be able to follow the mute master's residence.

Ling Huan's movements paused.

The emperor's chief is dumb.

The man with the third prince is blind.

I don't know what's wrong with the royal family, all the people around are disabled.

The third prince did not have the slightest appetite for ordinary food. He simply tore off the napkin on his chest and threw it on the table, picked up his posture, his tone of voice was very fluttering, and unceremoniously called Ling Huan's name, "Railsling, You can't help you when you enter the palace. Not only do you want to be my chef, but also the dishes on this table..."

He looked around, the green in his pupils gleamed with malicious intent, "There was a pick just now, now you have to eat it all!"

The blind old man never reacted to the arrogant words of the three princes from beginning to end.

The third prince tapped his fingers on the table a few times, and the old man's ears moved, his back buckled, but he walked forward steadily.

After hitting the table once, he cleverly avoided the corner of the table this time. Even though Ling Huan didn’t say anything, he still accurately found Ling Huan’s position, and violently stretched out his dry fingers and pressed them on Ling Huan’s shoulders. One hand grabbed a handful of dishes from the plate in front of him and put it into Ling Huan's mouth.

The third prince said, "Guan Shi Chen reached the peak of his physical strength when he was young, and he was able to compete with the alpha of the S grade. I just gave you so many benefits that you can't listen to any of them. Now let's finish all these dishes."

As soon as his voice fell, Guanshi Chen, who was regarded as a sharp weapon, fell abruptly with half of his arms. The bones inside couldn't connect after the clear dislocation, and he knelt on the ground with a scream.

"He can't beat me, and the dishes on the table are bad. I don't have any appetite." Ling Huan wiped his hands lightly, raised his eyebrows and looked at the ugly third prince. "Why don't you come and fight me yourself?"

He discovered that this zerg was quite a hometown, and after occupying the status of the third prince, it was able to perfectly integrate into the royal family battle with the struggling to upgrade IQ. Now it is quite interesting to learn to use these methods.

The three princes stood up fiercely supporting the table, "Are you alpha?"

There was confusion in his mind, and the preface was not followed by the words, "No, it's impossible! Aren't you a beta? It's just that the mental power is stronger, how come..."

There was a hard hit on the back of the head, and the three princes staggered to the ground. His eyes were panting with Venus, his neck was caught by the sudden force, and he couldn't even breathe when he was picked up. The legs thumped on the ground uselessly, struggling to no avail.

The young man murmured in his ears, "Keep your life for now, you are still useful."

Ling Huan couldn’t find the rope. Fortunately, the third prince’s dining table was long enough. He pulled the tablecloth through the opening and drew it down neatly. The long white cloth strip showed the paleness of the people, and it was wrapped several times. The old man with a high level of force was tied between the two chairs.

Ling Huan carried the terrified third prince and threw it to the door. He unfolded the map from his pocket and glanced at it, and said, "I can't move even a single inch. I should be able to walk with your face, right?"

"Where is the palace where the emperor lives? Take me there."

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[Ling Ling: Let's go, dare to deliberately take the wrong path and crush your neck. 】

Tomorrow the powder bag will drop at six o’clock in the evening~··