Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 809 Beihan
"It's really a plum blossom."

Hearing Ji Ange's cry, Gui Li also came over, looking at the pastries in the box put on by Ji Ange in amazement.

The box is indeed pastries, but at first glance it looks like a vivid plum blossom.

The bottom of the box is engraved with branches and leaves, and each branch is decorated with a five-color plum blossom. The petals are as thin as cicada's wings, and the flower heart is oily and sweet. The moment the box is opened, it is fragrant, and the compartment is filled with the sweet scent of pastries .

"Is this a pastry? Are these flowers edible?" Gui Li asked in surprise.

Ji Ange had seen quite a few exquisite pastries, but this was the first time he had seen such exquisite pastries.

"This is……"

"This is plum blossom cake," Li Jinniang's voice came from behind them, looking at the pastry girl in Ji An's singer with a complicated expression, "this kind of pastry can't be made by an ordinary master, I remember only the best one in Zhongtang Palace Only a pastry chef can do it. But..."

Looking at the pastries in the box, she hesitated to speak, and quietly looked at the quiet side face of the girl in front of her.

However, the plum blossom crisps are not kept for a long time, so it is unlikely that Song Qian brought them from the middle Tang Dynasty. The appearance of this box of plum blossom crisps looks more like it was delivered by a fast horse not long after it was made.

This intention is unusual.

Such delicate and beautiful snacks don't seem to be prepared for men.

"His Highness knew the stepson of Zhongtang before?" Li Jinniang looked at Ying Baoyue and asked tentatively.

Song Qian is indeed of great status, but he is only the third son of the middle Tang Dynasty prince. Li Jinniang felt that even if that young man had the heart, he would not have the strength.

"With Stepson Song?" Ying Baoyue looked at the noble daughter of the Li family who was born in front of him and said, "We have no personal relationship."

"Well," Li Jinniang looked at her face thoughtfully, "but it's hard to buy this box of shortbread if you have money. This middle-aged stepson really has a heart."

"So it's such a precious thing?" Looking at Li Jinniang's expression, Gui Li didn't dare to eat the snacks in the box. At this moment, Ying Baoyue got up and leaned forward to take the lacquer box from Ji An's singer.

"Whether it's expensive or not, dim sum is made for people to eat." Ying Baoyue said, but seeing the lifelike plum blossom in the pitch black in her hand, her eyes froze.

But if she knew that this kind of pastry is so difficult to make, she would never tell that person that she loves it.

In this world, he is probably the only one who remembers what she likes to eat.

"There is a gift for His Highness in the car. If His Highness doesn't see it, the elders in the family will blame me."

What Song Qian said before rang in her ears, and Ying Baoyue quietly tightened her fingers holding the box.

It turned out that this was a gift for her.

that person...

She knew who prepared this pastry when she saw it.

She has no parents, and after her master left, he was the only one left in the world who would give her plum cakes.

A dewdrop fell on a plum blossom in a corner of the box.

"Your Highness?" Li Jinniang looked at the girl in front of her who was looking down at the side face of the box. The girl's expression was very peaceful, but her heart trembled for some reason.

"What are you all looking at me for?" At this time, Ying Baoyue raised her head with a normal expression, picked up a pink plum blossom from the box, and stuffed it into Gui Li's mouth, who was staring at her intently.

"Eat them all," Ying Baoyue said with a smile, "The plum blossoms of different colors have different tastes, it depends on your luck to come across which flavor."

Gui Li swallowed the pastry in his mouth, then widened his eyes, "Sour?"

She didn't expect the pastry to be tender and tender, but it was sour.

But the sourness is just right, like sour plums in the Qingming Festival, which makes people appetite.

Ying Baoyue also stuffed Ji Ange and Li Jinniang in order of age, and they also looked surprised.

"Salty?"

"This taste, cloud leg?"

"The plum blossoms here are about two thirds salty and one third sweet." Ying Baoyue said with a smile.

"This...why is this?" Li Jinniang asked, although she knew that plum blossom crisps had different flavors, but most of them should be sweet, and she had never seen so many salty ones.

"Because..." Ying Baoyue smiled and said, "I actually don't like sweet things that much."

At least that's how she was when she was little.

"Really?" Ji Ange didn't realize the other meaning in her words, and frowned at Ying Baoyue and said, "But I often saw you eating candied fruit before, so you don't like sweet things?"

"Candied fruit..." Ying Baoyue paused when she heard the words, "It was given by someone else."

"Who is it?" Ji Ange asked curiously.

"Eat yours, don't ask any more," Ying Baoyue didn't answer, and continued to stuff pastries for the little girls in the carriage, while Li Jinniang laughed.

"You're still laughing," Ying Baoyue turned her head and looked at the medical cloths wrapped around her body and glared at her, "Do you know that you almost died before?"

The woman was almost wounded when she was pulled into the carriage.

Bruises, arrow wounds, scrapes, the list goes on.

None of them looked like the injuries that Miss Shijia would have.

This is also the reason why Gui Li and Ji Ange have been looking at her with surprise and admiration, and they even dare not approach her.

"The wound on your shoulder is three inches deeper and it will injure the carotid artery." Ying Baoyue looked at her angrily, "Why are you making fun of your own life? If you don't want to marry, you shouldn't agree to it in the first place!"

"It was just a stopgap measure at the beginning," Li Jinniang just glanced at her after being murdered and said calmly, "Who do you think I am for?"

She didn't agree at the beginning, but she didn't know what King Nanchu was going to do.

Ying Baoyue stared for a moment, then sighed, "I don't need you to do this for me, we don't know each other well."

"Yeah, I'm unfamiliar," Li Jinniang said frankly, "I was just joking, I agreed because I wanted to be queen at the time, you don't have to worry about it."

"Want to be a queen?" Ying Baoyue looked at the injuries on the duplicitous girl's body, "So why don't you want to now?"

"Well," Li Jinniang said lightly, looking at the plum blossom in her hand, "I found out that I still don't like him, so why marry him?"

The girl in the car knows who he is.

"Second Highness..." Ji Ange didn't like the scheming prince at first, but he liked Jiang Yuanyuan a little bit more when he saw Jiang Yuanyuan stop the imperial army from hurting the woman's life, "But the Second Highness seems to be Not bad, besides being young and promising and you..."

"It's a good match, isn't it?" Li Jinniang glanced at her, "Besides, it's our Li family that's the best."

Ji Ange was startled when she heard the words, but only saw the girl in front of her and said indifferently, "But even if it's a good match, it's a good marriage from God, can't I refuse?"

Where does this come from?
Looking at the thin girl in front of her, Ji Ange could only sigh in her heart that she is indeed the younger sister of the famous Miss Li family, "You really look like your older sister."

"What, am I wrong? Why did you mention my sister?" Li Jinniang frowned when she heard this, when Ying Baoyue's voice came from beside her.

"Miss Li Er, you're right," Ying Baoyue looked at the girl beside her who was stronger than her sister in a certain sense, "It would be great if she could refuse like that at the beginning."

Li Jinniang was taken aback when she heard the words, but she didn't dare to ask who "she" was.

Ying Baoyue's eyes were a little dazed.

sister?
Hearing the conversations of the girls around her, she suddenly thought of another pair of sisters.

"Speaking of Miss Li, you seem to be familiar with Meng Jizi's younger sister, Meng Ge, how is she doing now?" Ying Baoyue asked.

"Meng Ge?" Li Jinniang heard the words, "She and her eldest brother went directly from Southern Chu to Eastern Wu, and they should have left two days ago."

"So that's how it is," Ying Baoyue nodded, but Ji Ange beside her said strangely, "The people from the Northern Wei Dynasty only left two days ago? I remember that the person from the Northern Wei Dynasty who lived in Jiashu's courtyard left a month ago."

"Really?" Li Jinniang was stunned, and then she realized, "Is the Northern Wei person that Miss Ji mentioned a disciple of Beihan Pavilion?"

Ji Ange nodded.

"That's it," Li Jinniang said, "For some reason, the people of the Northern Wei Dynasty divided into two groups. I heard that those who followed the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty went directly from Southern Chu to Dongwu, but Xu Bingqing, the saint of the Northern Wei Dynasty, brought the disciples of the Northern Cold Pavilion back first. After leaving the Northern Wei Dynasty, they said they were going to go to Dongwu from the Northern Wei Dynasty."

"Go back to the Northern Wei Dynasty first?" Ji Ange was puzzled when he heard the words, "The Northern Wei Dynasty is so far away from the Eastern Wu Dynasty. What is that holy girl going back to the Northern Wei Dynasty first?"

Ying Baoyue's eyes lighted up.

Xu Bingqing, the saint of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

She hadn't heard the name for a long time.

It's just that things are really weird.

Beihan Pavilion disciples, why do you want to go back to the Northern Wei Dynasty first?
　Do you still remember Xu Bingqing~ Everyone needs to prepare mentally tomorrow

　　
　
(End of this chapter)