The besties traveled through the book together, and the prince and general became abandoned husbands

Meeting Xu Junjun's surprised gaze, Jun Xiaochen raised his eyebrows in obvious displeasure:

"Why, you don't welcome me?"

As he spoke, Jun Xiaochen lowered his brows and glanced at the table full of dishes. He looked away with satisfaction when he saw three small pots of hot water on the table.

Xu Junjun pursed her lips and said nothing. Thinking of the scene where the man carried her out of the fire tonight, she didn't say anything to chase him away.

It’s just a hotpot meal, so he can eat it if he wants. Anyway, the food and drinks are all paid for by him, so he won’t suffer any loss.

Xu Junjun's expression was indifferent. She looked away without answering Jun Xiaochen. She lowered her eyes to look at the little emperor, and a smile appeared on her face again.

"Please sit down. This is my own way of eating hot pot. Try it and see if it tastes good.

If you like it, I will teach you how to make it, and you can ask the imperial chef to make it for you when you return to the palace."

"Thank you, Sister Xu."

The little emperor nodded repeatedly, and finally looked at Jun Xiaochen with some envy, trying to gain benefits for himself:

"Uncle Wang, Sister Xu is injured now. Can I take her to the palace to play for a few days?"

Jun Xiaochen raised his eyes and refused decisively:

"no.

She is only safe if she stays in the palace."

Only Jun Xiaochen and a few of his personal guards knew that Xu Junjun prepared medicine for the little emperor, but judging from the assassination tonight, the news that Xu Junjun detoxified the little emperor must have leaked.

If she entered the palace with the little emperor, Jun Xiaochen would not be able to keep an eye on her all the time.

Whether for the little emperor or Xu Junjun, Jun Xiaochen would not agree to this request.

The little emperor looked away in disappointment at Xu Junjun, hoping that she would speak up and ignore Jun Xiaochen's words just like she ignored her guards on the street tonight.

But this time, Xu Junjun agreed with Jun Xiaochen's point of view.

There is a lonely black widow in the palace. She entered the palace alone, like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth!

If you don’t go, you won’t go even if you die!

"Forget about going to the palace. If you miss me, I'll come to the palace to see you.

There are too many evil spirits in the palace, and my sister wants to live a few more years."

Patting the little emperor on the shoulder and motioning him to sit down in front of the slightly spicy hot pot, Xu Junjun asked the maids waiting outside the pavilion to step aside and instructed the little emperor and Jun Xiaochen to put the dishes into the boiling hot pot in front of them themselves.

"This hot pot is only delicious if you cook it yourself. Don't let anyone serve you tonight."

Jun Xiaochen and the little emperor had never scalded anything like this before, so they were both a little curious at first.

They glanced at the dishes on the table, then looked at the bubbling red pot, and each picked up a plate of juicy green leaves and put them into the pot.

Xu Junjun covered her eyes and reluctantly reminded:

"When eating hot pot, you have to boil the meat first. You can try lamb and beef. If you like, you can boil some tripe and duck intestines like I did."

As he spoke, Xu Junjun used his intact right arm to pick up a piece of fresh tripe and put it into the boiling pot. He waited for a few seconds in the order of seven up and eight down, then picked it up, dipped it in a dish of oil, and put it into his mouth.

Xu Junjun narrowed his eyes in enjoyment and exclaimed in admiration. Turning around, he saw the two of them staring at him with strange eyes. He raised his chopsticks and urged:

“What are you looking at me for?

Eat quickly!

The pot will burn dry soon."

Jun Xiaochen and the little emperor looked at each other and reached for the plate of fresh tripe with their chopsticks.

Looking at the strange and unfamiliar thing on the chopsticks, Jun Xiaochen and the little emperor had the same hesitation on their faces, and they slowly put the tripe into the bubbling small pot in front of them.

When the time came, Xu Junjun hurriedly reminded the two that they could eat.

Jun Xiaochen and the little emperor hesitated for a moment, and finally dipped the blanched tripe slices in the sauce and put them into their mouths.

After chewing for a few times, the fresh, fragrant and spicy taste exploded in his mouth. A strange light flashed in the little emperor's eyes, and he said in surprise:

"This thing called tripe is really delicious."

Xu Junjun raised her lips high, feeling proud of it:

"Of course it's delicious. This is a specialty delicacy from one of the great cities of the Great Sage. You are lucky enough to be able to eat it."

Jun Xiaochen savored the strange taste in his mouth, looked up at Xu Junjun, and the strange feeling in his heart grew deeper and deeper.

Xu Junjun just said this thing is called hot pot?

Or is it a special delicacy of a big city?

He was quite familiar with the customs and sentiments of the people of the Great Saint, so how come he had no impression of it at all?

Frowning, Jun Xiaochen began to think again.

Seeing that Jun Xiaochen looked unhappy, Xu Junjun and the little emperor mistakenly thought that he didn't like the taste of tripe.

The little emperor was not polite and moved the plate of tripe in front of him and said with a smile:

"Uncle Wang doesn't like to eat this tripe, let me solve it for you."

Xu Junjun nodded and looked at the little emperor as if she was looking at a kindred spirit from a foreign land, feeling extremely satisfied.

Instructing the little emperor to shabu-shabu tripe and boil duck intestines, and seeing his eyes sparkling as he ate, Xu Junjun called the maids and asked them to serve another plate of tripe and another plate of duck intestines.

Jun Xiaochen usually doesn't touch food like offal, and although he found Xu Junjun's way of eating hot pot a bit novel, after eating a few chopsticks, he started to boil other things.

Jun Xiaochen almost finished all the meat dishes in front of him, eating the dishes prepared by Xu Junjun himself.

When he found that the five or six plates in front of him were empty, Jun Xiaochen was shocked to realize that he had used so many things today.

Looking up at the little emperor, Jun Xiaochen found that there were several empty plates stacked in front of him. He was silent for a moment and admitted in his heart that this thing called hot pot was indeed good.

The three of them gathered together, each eating meat and vegetables, occasionally looking up at each other, feeling the novelty of a family of three celebrating the New Year together.

Jun Xiaochen had never experienced this feeling before. He looked at the two people opposite him through the pots. In the mist of hot air, he looked at the two people's increasingly clear eyebrows and eyes, and his calm chest suddenly trembled.

It seems like a good way to celebrate the New Year.

After eating with enthusiasm, Xu Junjun turned into a ruthless eating machine.

No matter how Jun Xiaochen and the little emperor ate, they just kept putting meat and vegetables into the pot to satisfy their taste buds.

In the end, as expected, Guangrong was full.