"Feiyu, what is in that bowl?"
Knowing that the green liquid in the bowl was non-toxic, Ying Zheng gained confidence and asked with a deliberately tigerish face, pretending to be angry.
"My son has already said that it is the seasoning!"
Xiaozheng was really wronged.
You've obviously told me the answer before, but you old man doesn't believe it. Who do you blame?
"Seasoning? What seasoning can make my Fan'er look like this, so painful?"
Mrs. Ding almost roared, pointing at Ying Fan and shouting angrily.
However, when he turned his head, he found that his son's complexion had improved a lot and his cough was much less severe than before.
Even the hands that have been clasping into the ground have relaxed!
"Fan'er... Fan'er, how are you?"
When her son improved, Mrs. Ding hurried over and helped him up with the help of the palace attendants.
At this time, Ying Fan's face was red and stained with a lot of mud. He was dirty and embarrassed!
Seeing this appearance, everyone wanted to laugh very much, but they didn't dare to laugh, so they all held it back!
"Mom, I, Chen... I feel much better!"
The palace man found a bowl of water in the dining room and handed it to Ying Fan. After drinking the water, Ying Fan was much stronger than before, and his expression gradually returned to normal.
much better?
How could it be so much better?
Hearing these words, Jian Wenmin's heart suddenly sank.
He was the only one who impeached that kid just now. Now that the prince is fine, the young master still can't bring trouble to him?
Come on! Just keep your eyes peeled!
Seeing that the situation was not good, Jian Wenmin quietly took a few steps back and hid herself in an inconspicuous corner, hoping not to be noticed!
"Father, even if what Feiyu gave me just now is not poison, it is definitely not condiment. After eating this food, I will feel uncomfortable all over and have a splitting headache. Whose condiment would have such a reaction?"
Ying Fan, who was relieved, immediately retorted.
"Fortunately, I am the one who took it. If I really put it on the leg of a lamb and gave it to my father, the consequences would be disastrous..."
"Stop! Your Majesty, it's not kind of you to say this. This bowl of mustard is not something I give you, but something you want to taste yourself!"
Ying Feiyu stretched out his little hand, made a stop motion, and then continued to correct, "There were so many people in the dining room watching just now. Before the emperor took it, I had already reminded him that this stuff doesn't taste very good. Let's take it. Brother Huang, just have a taste!"
"But look at it now, everyone, the bowl is empty. There are only a few drops left. If this stuff wasn't so powerful, I guess the emperor would have licked the bottom of the bowl and not even a drop would be left for me! Besides, Use less seasoning on this stuff to remove the odor and improve the aroma. If you eat too much, you will definitely get sick!"
Xiao Zhengtai had a smile on his face. No matter how Ying Fan looked at it, it felt like he was gloating about his misfortune.
"you……"
Even if he was angry, he couldn't argue, because this kid did remind him.
"Even so, the young master shouldn't let Fan'er suffer like this. What will happen if something happens?"
Mrs. Ding still looked crying and wanted to put the responsibility on Xiao Zhengtai.
"Mustard is a condiment that I have just developed. It needs to be diluted and added in small amounts to exert its effect. The body must not be able to bear it like what the emperor did just now!"
"Fortunately, this mustard energy comes and goes quickly, isn't that right? Brother Huang's expression is as usual, but...hehe!"
Little Shota pinched his smooth chin, looked up and down, and smiled maliciously.
This guy's embarrassed appearance doesn't look like a prince at all, and no one would doubt that he is a beggar!
Hum!
Want to eat all my condiments so that I have no condiments to use?
Are you thinking too much?
System Brother has always been very generous, and there is no time when he would give away daily necessities!
"Brother Imperial, there is another tube here, do you want to try it?"
Xiaozhengtai took out a tube of horseradish from his arms like a magic trick and waved it in front of his eyes provocatively.
Looking at the emerald green color, Ying Fan felt like an elf all over his body, his head shaking like a rattle, "No, no, no, no more!"
This time, he was shaken out of his psychological shadow and ran away as if he was running away.
I guess he will take a detour when he sees something green in the future!
"Young Master, I want to try it!"
There really are some people who are not afraid of death. A soldier in the crowd raised his hand and wanted to try this new condiment that could turn the young master into a beggar.
"Give me some too!"
Seeing Ying Fan escaping in embarrassment, Fan Kuai was in a good mood and wanted to have a taste.
"And I!"
Zhang Han also ran over to join in the fun.
"We want some too...!"
Everyone stared at the small tube of green stuff in Xiao Zhengtai's hand and raised their hands curiously.
"Ahem...!"
Ying Zheng coughed twice, and everyone immediately returned to silence, not daring to make another mistake for fear of being punished.
"Didn't you say you want to use this to roast the leg of lamb? Later...it will be roasted, let me have a taste!"
After saying these words, Ying Zheng took the palace people with him and turned to leave.
"Your Majesty, don't you care?"
Mrs. Ding refused to give up and stood on the spot and shouted loudly.
My son almost died, is this the end of the matter?
However, Ying Zheng didn't even look back!
The thing is already very clear. Ying Fan is a glutton. He swallowed a bowl of condiments. Is he blaming others?
Moreover, even though he knew that the seasoning was for roasting a leg of lamb, he still poured it all into his stomach. It was obvious that he was not allowed to eat it!
Just let him suffer a little!
"Madam, let's go see the young master?"
Seeing that Ying Zheng had no intention of paying attention, other ministers gathered around Ying Feiyu. The palace maid supported Mrs. Ding and left quickly.
If you stay here any longer, you will only be laughed at. You might as well leave as soon as possible!
"Don't tell me, the color of this thing is so beautiful!"
Little Shota squeezed the mustard out of the plastic tube, and Fan Kuai's eyes immediately lit up.
"No wonder Young Master Fan is greedy, this thing looks so fresh and attractive!"
"Humph! How can he be greedy? I think he did it on purpose!"
"That's right, I must have heard the young master say that this thing is the key to roasting the leg of lamb, so I came here to cause trouble...!"
Everyone gathered around Xiaozhengtai and started talking.
Ying Fan has always regarded Xiao Zhengtai as a thorn in his side, and everyone can see this!
Besides, that guy always has a high level of ambition and looks down on cooks and guards like them, so everyone has a bad impression of him!
"It's mixed, you can have a taste, but I have something to say first. If you don't want to be like the emperor just now, it's best to just use chopsticks to get a little bit of it!"
After squeezing the mustard into the bowl and diluting it with other seasonings, Shota Xiao spoke up to remind him.
"Young Master, please feel free!"
With that lesson learned, if they still eat in large quantities, they will be really stubborn.
"I'll try it first!"
Han Xin took a chopstick, dipped the tip of the chopstick into a small amount, and put it into his mouth.
All attention was focused on his face.
"Hmm...? Delicious!"
There is a spicy feeling in the mouth just now, but it passes quickly, and what is left is a refreshing fragrance.
"Look at what you dipped in it, look at me!"
Fan Kuai, who also took chopsticks, took a piece of meat from an unknown roast lamb, rolled it in a mustard bowl, and threw it into his mouth.
"Sha..."
He was choked with tears and couldn't even breathe.
"Hahaha……!"
