kill order

Seeing that the time for his "date" with Prime Minister Mi is approaching, Tie Zhu is forced out of the gate by Xiaomo.

"Horizontal is dead, vertical is dead. It's better to be horizontal!" Xiao Mo pressed his back against the iron pillar.Push him as hard as you can.

"Why don't you go sideways." Tie Zhu grabbed the door frame with both hands and refused to leave.

Xiaomo was sweating from exhaustion. "Prime Minister Mi called you to go, so what if I go?"

Tie Zhu raised his head to the sky and sighed, "If you give birth to Zhu, how can you give birth to jade?"

Xiao Mo: "It's just a look, you should die for your country."

Tie Zhu was silent for a moment, with an unusually serious expression: "Xiao Mo."

"Um?"

Tie Zhu turned around and hugged her.

Xiaomo:? ? ?

Although Tie Zhu's soul wears body or Madam Mi's, he is still stronger than Xiao Mo, and he immediately lifted her off the ground.

Xiao Mo lifted his feet into the air, "Master Editor. You. What are you?"

Tie Zhu stared into her eyes with sadness on his face.Vermilion lips parted lightly: "Cheats?? Use hugs to control violence."

Xiaomo:! ! !

His eyes suddenly turned, and Xiao Mo rushed down and was thrown into the flower bed outside the door by the iron pillar.

The maids in the yard were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe.They watched as the eldest lady's head was smashed into the soil.The body hangs upside down in the air.He froze with his legs motionless.

Tie Zhu clapped his hands, turned around gracefully, and left with Nanny Li and others who had already been waiting in the courtyard.

The remaining maids in the courtyard gathered together, staring in fear at the eldest lady who was poked into the soil like a planted tree.

"Did you die?" Someone asked weakly.

"??do not know."

A daring servant girl picked up a stick.Go forward and try to poke their eldest lady.

One of Xiao Mo's legs trembled.

"It's still alive, it's okay." Everyone just dispersed.

Let's go, let's go to work.In the blink of an eye, there was no one left in the courtyard.

"Tie Zhu? Your sister!" After a long time, there was an angry roar from the eldest lady Mi Mi's courtyard.

Mi Mansion, the front yard.

In the main room, Prime Minister Mi sat there drinking tea with a straight face of an "intellectual".

Tie Zhu entered the door with the skirt in the way, and the corners of his eyes twitched when he saw Prime Minister Mi.He really didn't want to meet this person, but who made him the wife of Prime Minister Mi now.

In order for him and Xiaomo to successfully complete the tasks in the book and return to reality as soon as possible, he could only endure it.

"Madam is here." A maid came to Prime Minister Mi and reported.

Then Prime Minister Mi slowly raised his head, "Oh."

Oh your uncle, I have been here for half a year, you are blind.

Tie Zhu walked straight over and sat in the lady's seat.Nanny Li winked at the next person, and the maids began to serve the dishes.

Prime Minister Mi sipped his tea, and kept glancing at Tie Zhu from the corner of his eyes.

Tie Zhu tried his best to put all his attention on the food on the table.

The fried noodles are well done, but it’s a pity that the oil is a bit too much. The fried rice seems to be okay, but the fried rice is a bit dry. It would be great if you add more minced meat and vegetables??

Looking at it, he suddenly found a problem: all the dishes on this table were fried noodles and fried rice.

Tie Zhu was stunned.

What type of situation is this?

Prime Minister Mi picked up the chopsticks at this moment, "This is Madam's favorite fried rice with soy sauce. I specially asked the chef in the house to make it."

Tie Zhu: "??"

How pitiful is Mrs. Mi, as the prime minister's wife, her favorite food is fried rice with soy sauce?

Prime Minister Mi picked up a pair of chopsticks and fried noodles, "Madam, try this, it's a very popular dish in the palace recently, even the concubines and concubines in the harem are full of praise."

Tie Zhu's hand holding the chopsticks was trembling, and he was scolding some unscrupulous author in his heart: In your world, fried noodles and fried rice are the only delicious things!

If you write more dishes, you will die!