Food anchor teaches you how to raise ghosts

With the moonlight outside the window and the candlelight in the room, Yan Fu sat down on the stool in front of the dressing table with a look of joyful anticipation on his face.

Xia Chun is a man who has never put on makeup on himself or anyone else, holding a paintbrush in his hand feels like a thousand weights.He strode nervously, grasped the paintbrush tightly and drew twice along Yan Fu's beautiful eyebrows, a thin layer of sweat dripped from his forehead.

Watching beauties under the lamp has a special charm.There is not a single blemish on Yan Fuci Bai's skin, it is as smooth and delicate as suet jade.Xia Chun looked at him from such a close distance, taking a closer look at his exquisite facial features under the hazy light, for fear that such a perfect face would be destroyed if the tip of the pen was not careful.

Unable to utter the words of refusal, Xia Chun could only use a brush to draw Yan Fu's eyebrows very lightly with the care he had never had in his life.

After finally finishing one side, Xia Chun heaved a sigh of relief, and with the little experience he had just gained, he carefully traced the eyebrows on the other side.

"If you are tired," Yan Fu said leisurely, "you can sit on my lap."

Xia Chun's palms tightened, and he almost broke the pen holder. Then he realized that he was already straddling Yan Fu's legs in order to see clearly. As long as his body sank a little, he would sit on it.

The air in the room suddenly became thinner, and Xia Chun even found it difficult to breathe.He wanted to gasp for breath, but was afraid that the scorching breath would hit Yan Fu's face.When the eyebrows on both sides were finally painted, Xia Chun's limbs were already stiff and he was sweating all over.

He straightened up and looked at his masterpiece, smiled awkwardly but politely: "I'd better wipe it off for you."

"It doesn't matter," Yan Fu raised his face slightly to look at Xia Chun, "Whatever you draw is fine."

The connivance in his tone made Xia Chun's heart tremble, and he wanted to say something to break the ambiguous atmosphere, but he couldn't speak, and he didn't know where his skills were.

The audience in the live broadcast room had a thousand words:

"The male god Yan Fu is so beautiful, it makes my heart beat faster."

"I also want to give the male god thrush!!!"

"Did the male god fall in love with the anchor?!"

"I stand against CP."

"Watching the anchor give the male god thrush, the old man's girlish heart exploded..."

"Both of them are so gentle, a single dog can't bear it!"

Just when Xia Chun was at a loss looking at Yan Fu's shallow golden pupils, a man's slightly excited tone suddenly came from outside the door: "Yingjiu, is that you?"

Before Xia Chun could react, Yan Fu had already stood up, holding his hand and darting to the window.Soon the whole palace was illuminated by palace lanterns, a group of palace people stood outside the door in two rows, and two other people walked in.

The one following with bowed head was obviously an eunuch, while the one in front wearing a dragon robe must be the emperor Tang Shengmin.Xia Chun waited and watched for a while, and suddenly realized that his hand was still being held by Yan Fu, and his palm, which was already sweating because of the nervousness of the thrush, was now dripping with cold sweat.

He wanted to free his hand, but Yan Fu held it tighter and whispered in his ear: "Don't move, or they will see you."

Xia Chun helplessly endured the psychological discomfort, trying to divert his attention away from the hand being held.

Tang Shengmin looked around, and suddenly walked quickly to the dressing table to pick up the paintbrush, and said to the air in surprise and joy: "Yingjiu, is that you? If you are here, why don't you come out and meet me?"

The air will naturally not answer.After waiting for a long time, Tang Shengmin's eyes overflowed with disappointment, and he said to himself: "It seems that you still refuse to forgive me."

The eunuch behind him has been with you for a long time, seeing Tang Shengmin so disappointed, he hastily persuaded: "Your Majesty treats Concubine Qiong with such affection, how can she not understand. Today, the Qionghua Palace suddenly lights up, and it is Concubine Qiong who came to miss the past with Concubine Qiong. It's time for Your Majesty to sing in harmony."

Tang Shengmin: "In that case, why didn't she show up?"

Eunuchs always have various excuses: "Your Majesty is the son of the real dragon, and your body is full of yang energy. Concubine Qiong is no longer human. Naturally, you can't stand the real dragon energy on your body."

Tang Shengmin sighed: "As the Son of Heaven, but unable to stay with the one I love forever, how sad it is."

He originally had dinner in Jiashan Palace, but after that he must have slept next to Su Yanyu.Unexpectedly, during the banquet, Su Yanyu brought up the issue of establishing the crown prince again. He said that he would wait a little longer on the grounds that King Qi was still young, and Su Yanyu turned cold, and the atmosphere was extremely unhappy.

Tang Shengmin thought to himself that he was young, and he was not in a hurry to establish a heir. Moreover, the person who entered the East Palace would definitely be the target of public criticism. How could he be willing to let the young King Qi fall into the vortex of struggle.However, Su Yanyu didn't appreciate his good intentions, always thought that he cared about the queen's mother and child, and this was not the first time she got angry with him.

He was not in the mood to coax her today, so he also left in anger. On the way, he saw the uninhabited Qionghua Palace lit up, and his heart fluttered. He thought it was the return of the soul of Concubine Qiong whom he had missed every day, so he came very excitedly to meet her .It's a pity that he is the real dragon emperor, and all evils cannot invade. The woman he loves is already a ghost in the underworld, so naturally he can't get close.

With endless loss and regret, Tang Shengmin looked at the brush in his hand and said, "In the past, I liked to draw eyebrows for Concubine Qiong the most..."

The eunuch said flatteringly: "Since ancient times, it has been the most affectionate thing for a man to draw eyebrows for the one he loves. His Majesty is the emperor, but he is willing to draw eyebrows for Concubine Qiong with his own hands. Such a romantic affair is really a beautiful story."

Xia Chun was listening on the side, his face was hot, but Yan Fu had a slight smile on his mouth, as if he already knew the meaning of thrush.

Tang Shengmin remained silent, and the eunuch persuaded when he saw that it was getting late: "Your Majesty, you should go back to Jiashan Palace to rest earlier."

"Apart from Jiashan Palace, do I have nowhere else to go?" Tang Shengmin was angry at first, but he couldn't see the lover of Chaosi's dream. After hearing the eunuch's words, he was immediately upset, and his face darkened.

The eunuch hurriedly apologized: "The servant just thought that His Majesty was used to sleeping in Jiashan Palace..."

Tang Shengmin waved his hand irritably to interrupt him: "Recently, South Vietnam has repeatedly harassed and invaded the border. The generals on the border handed over a few papers and haven't read them yet. I will sleep in the imperial study tonight."

The eunuch took the order and drove to the imperial study.When the lights in the palace were all extinguished, Xia Chun hurriedly freed his hand.His eyes turned black for a while, and he managed not to faint. He sat leaning against the table for a long time before he gradually recovered.

Yan Fu looked at his pale face, raised his hand and gently wiped off the sweat dripping from the tip of his chin: "The emperor's consciousness has been controlled by someone."

When Tang Shengmin was remembering his lover, Yan Fu penetrated a ray of divine consciousness into his mind and sensed a strange and obscene power.Among the elixirs that Tang Shengmin takes on a daily basis, there is likely to be a dream demon elixir, which allows him to spend time with the person he misses in his sleep every night.This kind of elixir will make people feel happy physically and mentally after waking up, but it will suppress people's desire/desire, and after a long time, it will consume essence and make people sick.

After hearing this, Xia Chun said: "That national teacher used this method to help Su Yanyu gain the exclusive favor. Is there any way to crack it?"

"Don't worry," Yan Fu smiled comfortably, "I will weave him a more 'beautiful' dream than before."

Xia Chun remembered an ancient secret recipe: "Concubines in the harem are looking forward to getting a little care from Tang Shengmin day and night, so I will make him a 'rain and dew even' imperial meal."

The two went around the imperial dining room, but unfortunately they couldn't find that kind of ingredients, so they returned to Xihe Palace.At this time the queen was still awake and was reading under the lamp, Xia Chun knocked on the door and went in, asking her to write a letter to King Jin and asking him to find something to send over.

Zhou Woxue immediately prepared his pen and ink: "If you need anything, just ask the lord, even if the lord wants the concubine to live for ten or twenty years, the concubine will never complain."

If Xia Chun, Yangshou, came, he smiled and said, "It's not that exaggerated, it's just a kind of food."

Zhou Woxue was about to write, when he heard the words, he asked in a daze, "What do you want ingredients for?"

Xia Chun: "Didn't you say that now the emperor only favors Su Yanyu, and doesn't even enter the palace gates of other concubines?"

Zhou Woxue nodded: "Exactly. Even though she is pregnant now, the Holy Majesty is still with her every night, she doesn't even look at other people, and I don't know what method she used to fascinate the Holy Majesty."

She has been in the cold palace for more than a year, and her heart is ashamed. She has long been used to the days when the sun is dying and the grass is luxuriant.But the other concubines were still thinking about seeing the emperor. Every night, under the bright lights, they could only stay in the vacant room, feeling unspeakably lonely and miserable and resentful and jealous towards Su Yanyu.

Xia Chun: "As long as you eat the dishes cooked with this ingredient, the days of the emperor's abstinence from desires will be over."

In the cold and desperate days of Zhou Woxue, what she hoped day by day was that Su Yanyu would fall from the clouds into the quagmire, and that the Su family would end up worse than the Zhou family.Thinking of the wonderful expression on Su Yanyu's face when she saw Tang Shengmin began to favor other concubines again, she was already a little happy, and excitedly wrote the letter and handed it to Xia Chun.

When he returned to Xihe Palace, Yan Fu had already disappeared. At this time, he released the ghost bird as a messenger knowingly, and the speed was naturally thousands of times faster than riding a horse.The ghost bird rolled up black clouds and rushed towards Luzhou, and disappeared in the blink of an eye...

Jin Wang had just received the imperial edict and heard that his mother was ill, but he was not too worried.He has his own eyes and ears in the palace, how could he not know if his mother was sick.Besides, since Zhou Woxue was thrown into the cold palace, the mother and son were not allowed to see each other, so why would they come to see her sick?Tang Shengmin's words were obviously just an excuse to force him to go back.

But he had no reason to violate filial piety, so he had to hand over the affairs to the state officials, and ordered his subordinates to prepare to leave for Beijing early the next morning.While tossing and turning at night, someone suddenly announced that the ghost-faced bird had come again.

King Jin didn't even bother to put on his outer robe, and hurried outside. Seeing the ghost bird standing on a branch with its wings folded, with a proud expression, he immediately gave a deep bow.When he raised his head, another letter floated in front of his eyes, and he hurriedly reached out to pick it up and opened it to read.

A moment later, he immediately ordered several teams to search for some kind of creature overnight.The attendant beside him was at a loss: "What do you want your highness to do with that kind of thing? It looks weird, so it's not very suitable for raising and playing."

"It's not for viewing, it's for food." This must be the meaning of the fairy again. The king of Jin admired the fairy who had never met but was kind to his mother and son. He originally resisted returning to Beijing. Now thinking of meeting Xianjun soon, I can't wait.

The attendant didn't dare to say any more, but the thought of eating that monster gave him a chill.