Chapter 410: I won't poison you

The light green eyes looked at the blue flames licking the bottom of the pan. The fresh fish soup inside kept experiencing small bubbles, and it was probably about to open soon. But what Alisa was thinking about at this time was the terrible things that happened in the Ayu Dynasty court.

"Your Majesty sucked some juice with a straw. My Royal Highness and I were very happy to see this scene. Because he was so uncomfortable that he hadn't eaten for several days, His Royal Highness got it from somewhere. The yellow juice looked delicious, so His Majesty asked for another bottle... His Royal Highness and I thought... Who knew that he could not breathe when he drank it, and it took only a short while..."

Speaking of this, Alisa choked quietly, then looked at Zhao Fubo with some fear and restrained her tears. No matter what tomorrow is, at least she will be his person today.

Just then, Zhao Fubo had just opened a bottle of drink for her. Alyssa was surprised to see that it was actually a bottle of yellow juice...

"Ah, you... are you really... you want to poison me too?"

It is quite convenient for lazy people like Zhao Fubo to eat hot pot. The ready-made fish soup is fresh meat and vegetables. But generally speaking, he drinks, so the drinks are of course prepared for Alisha in front of him.

According to Juliana, taking care of women at the dining table is the so-called noble style. Of course, for Zhao Fubo, who has no pain since childhood, this is not a problem. But he didn't expect that this yellow juice would actually scare Alisa.

This proves that although Alyssa was naked at that time, she was still an ear that could hear. She was even worried that Zhao Fubo would kill herself because she had the secrets in the palace.

However, according to her understanding of the so-called "masters" at this time, killing slaves like her should not be able to use poison. Moreover, after arriving here, Zhao Fubo was also very kind, and she was even mentally prepared to be a special female servant beside him.

"Alisa, this..."

Zhao Fubo felt that it was a bit unnecessary to explain, so he poured some of the yellow drinks in the cup into his cup, and then drank them all. After drinking, he habitually glanced at the bottom of the cup at Alisa.

"See, we produce these juices, but they will definitely not be poisonous. And I can be sure that your Majesty is... I guess he may have been choked to death. It should not be killed by your Miss Pearl... You can drink it slowly later, there are some pulp particles in it, so..."

Seeing Zhao Fubo's actions, Alyssa felt relieved. Then Zhao Fubo picked up the "stupid chopsticks" and handed it to her, and handed it to the cup and bottle of drink he had just used. Zhao Fubo didn't like this thing, but he knew that the women around him liked this thing.

To put it bluntly, this so-called drink is just a form of fruits collected. After boiling, adding water, and adding one percent of alcohol. Cover while it is hot, it can hold the condition for half a year in almost vacuum and sterile state. In fact, it was just a method for Chinese housewives to make ketchup in the late 1980s and early 1990s, and it was not magical at all.

"What you drink is called a drink, and the women here all like it. The tableware you use in your hands is called chopsticks. The women here will not use their hands to grab food... Oh, by the way, what we eat is called hot pot, which is how to eat in the Song Dynasty. If you have the chance to ask you to try Teppanyaki!"

Alisa looked at Zhao Fubo and felt a little strange. The young man in front of her looked very masculine, but it was just another kind of smell. Although she guessed that this might be the lover of Pearl Sprig Xie Jielai Duer, otherwise she would not have taken such a big risk for her. Unfortunately, his external performance was really different from those scheming courtiers.

Then Zhao Fubo picked up a thin piece of mutton and threw it into the rolling fish soup. When the mutton was heated and rolled, he dipped it in the sauce in his bowl and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Try it, the hot pot tastes good, and it is also conducive to chatting when eating hot pot!"

In Alisha's heart, she really wanted to know what kind of person the "master" in front of her was. However, if Zhao Fubo didn't say it, she didn't dare to say it, so she had to stare at her light green eyes and watch Zhao Fubo pour wine for herself.

Zhao Fubo took a sip of the white wine, saw Alyssa's appearance, and made a gesture to her to ask her for dinner, and then started to chat with her formally.

"Alisha, I don't understand very much. What are you Miss Pearl afraid of? When I saw your Majesty's body just now, I thought it was you two who killed him! Well, don't rinse the fish fillet for so long, it will lose its flavor!"

Seeing Zhao Fubo doing everything for her and letting her sit on the same table for dinner, this is unimaginable for a palace maid. Not to mention her, it is also incredible for most women in this world.

She became satisfied with the choice made by Pearl Sprigs Xie Jielai Duer. She looked transparent and there was no bloody fresh fish fillet on the plate. But she didn't understand that this thing could be eaten after a little bit of hot soup.

"She won't kill His Majesty. She has a good relationship with His Majesty, but..."

Gradually, Alisha's courage became a little bigger with Zhao Fubo's friendliness, although she still didn't dare to talk to Zhao Fubo when she had food in her mouth. As for Zhao Fubo, everyone knows that he doesn't pay more attention to it. As for protecting his own interests, he prefers to use weapons rather than wrists.

Speaking of the difference between these two things, once qualitative change is involved, the truth is not important. Just like when the Eight-Nation Alliance entered Beijing, when the Just Sovereign War faced advanced hot weapons, it not only lost its dignity, but also lost its wealth accumulated for hundreds of years.

"Is the relationship good? You mean Miss Pearl has a good relationship with that Majesty?"

Alisa was a little surprised and looked at Zhao Fubo's questioning and didn't know how to answer. She held the fresh fish fillet in her hand, but her eyes were observing Zhao Fubo, worried that he would be angry because of the unintentional flying vinegar.

Zhao Fubo realized that he might have scared the girl in front of him, so he made a polite gesture that she should eat something first and that they would have a lot of things to talk to when they were talking.

Alisa, who had eaten this food for the first time, obviously had never tasted such food. The delicious taste of the oil bowl Zhao Fubo prepared for her obviously made her temporarily forget the pretentiousness.
Chapter completed!