I am His Majesty's favorite

After the kiss in the small kitchen, the relationship between Lin Heng and Mu Chen has improved by leaps and bounds.

Although neither of them had completely lifted the last layer of window paper, their love for each other was so clear that it overflowed from their eyes.

Xiao'an, when Mu Chen threatened to show off his skills, arrived as scheduled.

Lin Heng didn't want to spoil his interest, so he ordered people to prepare relevant ingredients in advance.And while waiting for dinner, he quietly ate three small steamed buns in one go.

Most of the things in Chiqing Palace were moved to the Changming Palace. His Majesty the Emperor wanted to go to the small kitchen to help out several times, but was kicked out.

In desperation, he had no choice but to wander around the empty bedroom, trying to find something interesting to pass the time.

From the sound of picking up materials, to the crackling sound of pots and pans colliding.It took a full hour before the special dinner dishes prepared by His Royal Highness were worthy of being served on the table.

"this..................."

Lin Heng looked at the black plate in front of him, feeling a little complicated.

He really wanted to ask, just this one dish after cooking for an hour?

Of course, the premise is that this unrecognizable dish with a strange smell can also be called a dish.

However, seeing the man survived in a hurry, not to mention the loose bun, the clothes were full of water stains, and the cheeks were a lot of gray and black, he really couldn't bear to hit the little ancestor's self-esteem.

"Comment on it." Mu Yan handed over the long chopsticks, with an eager expression on his face begging for compliments.

Lin Heng tried to poke the hard black lump, and asked cautiously, "Do you have a name?"

"It's so obvious that you can't see it? Sweet and sour fish."

His Majesty the Emperor immediately showed an incredulous expression.

"Well, sugar is good sugar, and vinegar is also good vinegar, but..." Lin Heng chose his words carefully. "Where's the fish?"

A look of embarrassment flashed across Mu Chen's face. "I forgot to faint in advance, once I hit the pot, I flew out......"

Lin Heng couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Seeing that he didn't show face, Mu Zhen was immediately furious.

"Why are you laughing! I didn't know that fish was so strong. I gave it psychological counseling and let it stay in the pot quietly, but it didn't listen to me!"

Not only did Lin Heng laugh out loud when he heard the words, but he also put his hand to his lips and laughed tremblingly.

Mu Chi was ashamed and annoyed, but a certain monarch's laughter was so contagious that the little ancestor couldn't hold back, and laughed along with him.

"Oh, you are so annoying!"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, Yu doesn't listen to you, I will." Lin Heng gently wiped away the gray marks on his cheeks, and patted his back to comfort him. "What do you want to eat? I'll do it."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince dully reported the names of a few dishes, which were all common dishes, so it didn't take much effort.Lin Heng nodded, got up and was about to go to the small kitchen.

He was about to take two steps, and suddenly found a small tail following behind him.

"what happened?"

Mu Chen clutched his sleeves and muttered in a low voice embarrassedly. "Cooking is too difficult. I want to watch and learn. By the way........ See if you have malicious revenge and poison me."

Lin Heng was funny, rubbing the back of his neck like teasing a child. "Then together."

In the past, Mu Chen had eaten the food cooked by Lin Heng countless times, but it was the first time to observe it on the spot.

It's always nice to be with your sweetheart, especially when there are fireworks all around you.

The warm and harmonious atmosphere began when they ran side by side to the kitchenette.

After twenty steps, they stopped side by side at the door of the small kitchen.

"It's a wise move to eat steamed buns first." Lin Heng expressed his sincerity.

"Is there any more? Give me one." Mu Chen bowed his head guilty, not daring to look directly at the tragic scene in front of him.

A burst of flames three people high rose from the interior of the house wrapped in billowing black smoke.

——The exquisite culinary skills of His Royal Highness finally couldn't stand the small kitchen anymore, so he killed him on the spot.

Lin Heng wanted to laugh again, but this time he bit his lip to hold back, and only stretched out his hand to keep warm with the scorching heat. "Grill it? This is much warmer than a charcoal brazier."

Mu Chen's face was flushed red by the flames, and he was so ashamed that he wanted to run back to the dormitory to hide.

But the one who is the emperor is not willing, so playful, he insists on dragging him to watch the whole process of putting out the fire.

In winter, the weather is dry and things are dry, and it is common to see water in the palace.The palace people are well-trained, one person and one bucket are transported on the assembly line, and the open fire is extinguished without a stick of incense.Huanyue was choking so badly that she coughed repeatedly while holding onto the burnt and cracked porcelain jar: "I'll just say...ahem...it's good to have two more barrels, next time I'll change them Bigger ones, save... ahem... save our Highness from not having enough."

Feng Yang expressed his absolute agreement: "I will continue to dig the survival tunnel after the burned place is cleaned up tomorrow."

Mu Chen: "........." There will be no next time.

Little Kitchen: Woohoo, you better keep your word.

Lin Heng, who has excellent hearing, didn't let down any complaints, and the smile on his lips became brighter.

But the little ancestor couldn't bring himself to start a fight with him, he didn't know what he thought of, he let out a low cry, and suddenly rushed into the room where the remaining temperature had not faded.

Lin Heng was so frightened that he hurriedly grabbed him, for fear that he would be hit by falling eaves. "Why go?!"

"The work was too cumbersome just now, so I threw the outer robe inside."

Mu Chi still wanted to go in, but his slender waist was grabbed by Lin Heng, and he was pinned firmly in his arms. "It's already burnt out when I go in now, isn't it just a piece of clothing, if you don't have it, it's gone."

"Easy to say!" His Royal Highness stomped his foot, "That's...but you made it for me yourself!"

Mu Chi knew from the very beginning that all the clothes in Tangchi House were made by Lin Heng.

Therefore, the style cutting and pattern drawing are all in line with his aesthetics and preferences.

There is a small pocket sewn separately on the left side of each garment.

The habit of stuffing candy cubes in his pockets has been around for a long time, and the person who misses him wholeheartedly always remembers it.

In fact, the hand of the personal servant was not so skillful at first, but by accident, Mu Chen accidentally snagged the silk thread, and Lin Heng picked it up and sewed it up, which opened the door to new skills from then on.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has always been pampered and pampered. Whenever the clothes are dirty, they will be thrown away and replaced with new ones. He has never cared whether it is the first time wearing them or how much the materials are worth.

Lin Heng took the trouble to put away the clothes he left aside, and added some bamboo leaves, osmanthus and other embroidery patterns on them when he was free.It looks both ingenious and not petty.

Later, with the improvement of craftsmanship, when it came to Mu Chen's birthday, the personal servant who couldn't bring out anything of value to congratulate him made a long gown for him.

I don't want the upper body effect to be excellent, and the comfort is several times stronger than that made by the silk weaving workshop.

Therefore, from then on, Mu Chen no longer wore other people's clothes, and Lin Heng personally did everything from the inside to the outside.

Seeing him attaching so much importance, His Majesty the Emperor couldn't help but smile. "There were days when I didn't knead the thread with a needle. I was afraid that you wouldn't like what I made."

It's easy to speak.

But it's not hard to think of a big man who is willing to hang his head under the lamp and sew, doing all the work for his sweetheart's little daughter's house.So how deep is this lingering love?

Mu Chi's nose was sour, and he turned around reluctantly to look at the pile of ashes.

The pajamas that Lin Heng made for him before he returned to Nanchong had been worn for three years and he was not willing to throw them away. It is a pity that one of the pajamas was ruined in a fire today.

"Okay."

His Majesty the Emperor smiled helplessly.

"It's still a while before I can't put a needle in or hold a thread. I'll make you a better body sometime when I'm free."

Lin Heng coaxed Mu Chen for a long time before he became a little happier, took the hand that he offered to extend, and went to the Changming Palace to continue to celebrate the New Year's Eve.

In order to protect the small kitchen of Changming Hall from natural disasters and man-made disasters, Mu Chen didn't even step out of the door of the bedroom this time.

Just stay on the bed, chew snacks, wait for His Majesty the emperor to prepare delicious food, and enjoy the late New Year's Eve dinner together.

Three dishes and one soup, very common ingredients, but full of flavor and steaming, fully comforted their long-awaited taste buds.

Lin Heng filled the rice for someone, glanced at the table, and said with a smile, "Where did you get the wine?"

Mu Xi took a mouthful of duck stuffed with eight treasures and his cheeks puffed up: "Last time I heard from my little uncle that this kind of aged wine has a mellow taste, and it happens to be available in the palace, so I asked Shangshanfang to send a jar."

Lian Xizhuo always said what kind of soldiers he would lead.

Ji Huaichen's drinking capacity is so bad that Lin Heng is even worse than him.

His Majesty the Emperor didn't really want to drink at first, but he and Mu Chen hadn't made a formal confession, because he was afraid that he would make people angry if he did something he shouldn't do after getting drunk.

However, the little ancestor was very interested, and Lin Heng was about to decline the first drink before the wine was full.

After three rounds of wine, the food is full.

The slightly drunken Mu Chen taunted and attacked: "Are you good at all?"

"Man...how can you say no?"

Lin Heng blushed, staring at the empty jar while holding the empty jar, and kept giggling.

"This is the happiest New Year's Eve I've ever had. Don't talk about drinking, I can go anywhere!"

This is true.

In the past, he would read books in Chengqian Hall to pass the time during the New Year's Eve, or cook a few dishes for himself as a reward.

This year, with Mu Chen's company, it seemed as if the previous [-]-somethings had been in vain.

Lin Heng, who is not sober, has another kind of cuteness, and Mu Chen, who is so funny, can't help but prop his jaw and talk to him.

"During the three years I was away, did you miss anyone else?"

"No." His Majesty the Emperor shook his head.

Without waiting for Mu Chi to ask again, he first complained in a low voice: "Some courtiers are really annoying. They still have to come to Gu for approval for trivial matters the size of sesame seeds. Are they out of their minds? I don't know that Gu is very busy?"

Mu Chen laughed: "Then what are you busy with all day long?"

Lin Heng lowered his head slowly, his voice was inexplicably tinged with grievances. "I took a break in the morning to learn how to cook, ate my lunch and sewed clothes, and at night I finished my papers and drew portraits. I was thinking of you in my dreams."

His Highness the Crown Prince hesitated for a moment, and poked his face with a light smile for a while.

"From now on, I don't need you to cook, sew clothes and paint portraits, as long as you miss me, okay?"

"it is good."

Lin Heng held his hand and pressed it to his lips.

"Your Highness, since you've come to Nan Chan, won't you leave me again?"

Mu Chen's expression suddenly darkened for a moment.

"What if... I mean, what if, one day, I have to leave you?"

Lin Heng was so drunk that even his facial expression was half a beat behind.

He held back his smile stiffly, his eyes were slightly red: "Is it because... I'm not good enough?"

"No." Mu Zhen's heart softened and almost turned into a puddle of water.

"You are the most persevering and gentle person I have ever seen. The grand scenery of thousands of miles is no match for your eyebrows and eyes, but...many things are beyond the reach of human beings."

"Man conquers nature."

As if he was afraid that he would leave soon, Lin Heng clenched his hands tightly.

"Your Highness, as long as you want, I can give you whatever you want, and I will treat you well, I..."

"Then what if I want your life?" Mu Yan chased after the end of the word.

Lin Heng was stunned for a moment.

He threw away the empty wine jar, lingered on the table for a while, got up again, staggered and groped in front of the bed, and then put the gleaming dagger in Mu Chen's hand.

"Give and take, as you wish."

Lin Heng slowly closed his eyes, undefended and exposed the fatal point to his god.

Mu Chen sighed.

Pushing aside the cold blade, leaned over and kissed him.

"My sword never hurt a lover."

"Lin Heng, if you don't want me to leave, then please be gentle tonight and don't hurt me."