This princess is inappropriate

Chapter 236
After tasting everything, the disappointment in his eyes became more serious. He put down the spoon, frowned, and said, "These are not..."

As soon as these words came out, the cook broke out in a cold sweat. He said with a wry smile: "Your Highness, this slave will never dare to fool His Highness. These are all hangover soups that can sober up..."

Could it be that the prince of Beiming is stupid for drinking?But after drinking so much, my drunken head should wake up...

"She didn't do it..." Beigong Tengxiao murmured in a low voice.

Hearing this, the cook smiled wryly and said: "Your Highness, there are only 32 sobering soups made by this servant. The sobering soups made in different places are different. Everyone has their own preferences and unique recipes. Your Highness is from Beiming. , is very far away from Nanyue, and the culture will naturally be different in different regions. Without recipes and specific ingredients, it is really too difficult to make a hangover soup that tastes exactly like others..."

Beigong Tengxiao was taken aback for a moment, then looked at him with a frown and said, "What did you say?"

Hearing his tone become anxious, the cook turned pale with fright, and immediately knelt down, saying: "Damn it, servant! You said something wrong! This servant will make a new hangover soup, and I must satisfy His Highness!"

Beigong Tengxiao frowned, and said: "You said it just now, say it again!"

"I dare not..." The cook lowered his head.

"Say!" Beigong Tengxiao said softly.

The cook swallowed, and said: "Your Highness, there are only 32 sobering soups made by this slave... The sobering soups made in different places are different, and everyone has their own preferences and unique recipes. Your Highness is People from Beiming are far away from Nanyue. Different regions have different cultures. In the absence of recipes and specific ingredients, it is true...true...don't be embarrassed ! No embarrassment!"

Bei Gong Teng Xiao pursed his thin lips lightly, his heart skipped a beat.

That's right... There are regional differences, cultural differences, and time differences. Why... Why can Zhonggong Tangluo make the same hangover soup as Chu Jiaoli? !
He stood up abruptly, causing the cook to kowtow in panic and said, "Damn the slave! Die the slave!"

Beigong Tengxiao glanced at the cook on the ground, suddenly showed a faint smile, and said, "Jingyue, there are many rewards."

When the words fell, he left in a flick of his sleeves.

"Your Highness, please forgive me..." The overly nervous cook blurted out and begged for mercy. When he heard the words "heavy rewards", he was taken aback for a moment, his tense body relaxed, and he couldn't help laughing, " Thank you, Your Highness! Thank you, Your Highness!"

Oh my god, this Prince Beiming is really drunk, he has no idea whether Beigong Tengxiao is happy or angry, but rewards are much better than death, it is really a false alarm.

Beigong Tengxiao walked to the door with his hands behind his back, looked at the blue sky, took out the embroidered sachet that Chu Jiaoli gave him from his bosom, held it tightly in his hand, and murmured: "Lier...you are Lier You are not dead, right? You are just playing a game with me? Are you afraid that I will find out? I will not blame you. of……"

His voice had already started to become hoarse, and the sadness in his eyes showed no signs of fun. He swallowed, and said tremblingly: "As long as you come back and appear in front of Bengong...how do you want to play, how do you play?" If you play tricks on me, I won't have any objection... Whatever you want, I will accompany you, okay?"

He spoke to himself, in a humble and distressing tone.

Dongling Kingdom, the imperial palace.

A burst of silver bell-like laughter shuttled between the corridors, Zhonggong Tang Luo ran on the wooden corridor with bare snow feet, so light that there was almost no sound of footsteps.

The golden tulle reflected the dazzling brilliance under the bright sky, and became a unique landscape in the palace, just like the dazzling sun in the sky.

Donggong Cangqiong was wearing a court dress that he hadn't changed in the future, so he chased after her with great interest, stretched out his big palm, wrapped his arms around her soft and boneless waist, and hugged her tightly in his arms, proudly Raising the corners of her lips, she leaned over and whispered in her ear, "I caught you."

"Oh, I hate it, Brother Cangqiong, you're running too fast..." Zhonggong Tang Luo sneered, a pretty and charming smile appeared on her face.

Donggong Cangqiong pulled her in front of the pillar, put his hands on her sides, and said, "Little demon, can you still outrun me?"

Zhonggong Tang Luo smiled shyly, raised his slender fingers and gently brushed his handsome face, raised his bright eyes to look at him, the golden pupils were bewildered, and said: "Good brother , why don't you see your courting Princess Tianque?"

"Nangong Tianque?" Donggong Cangqiong sneered, raised his hand to hold her catkin tightly, not wanting to take her eyes off her, and said, "Who is she? I have long forgotten."

Zhonggong Tang Luo pouted a little angrily, and slowly moved his eyes away, a trace of disappointment flashed across his eyes, and said: "I don't believe it, you clearly still have her portrait hidden in your room..."

Donggong Cangqiong was startled suddenly, he thought about going to Nangong Tianque after playing with Zhonggong Tang Luo, but...

He looked at the petite but charming woman in front of him, raised his hand to forcefully break her chin, looked at her smiling eyes, and couldn't help but fall into it.

This woman is really interesting!
He bowed his head and kissed. There were many servants around, and there were often concubines wandering around in the garden.

But in recent days, he has become more and more daring, more and more like no one else, Zhonggong Tang Luo's charm is so great that he can't refuse it at all!

Zhonggong Tang Luo stood on tiptoe, put his arms around his neck, and a successful smile flashed across his eyes.

After giving up the kiss, Donggong Cangqiong stared into her eyes and said hoarsely, "I will burn all the portraits in a while."

Zhonggong Tang Luo showed a look of "this is not too bad", then raised his head and continued to kiss his lips.

In the garden, the three young concubines walked here slowly, and they were shocked when they saw the two people who were like glue.

"Who is that woman? In broad daylight, she is so shameless..." The concubine in red frowned and walked in the direction of Tang Luo in the middle palace, muttering in a low voice with a clear sourness in her eyes.

"Forget it, she is the eldest princess of Zhongluo, we can't do anything to her." A concubine in green sighed.

"It's actually a princess... No wonder I haven't seen her before..."

"It's been a long time since Your Majesty visited the harem. I thought that Your Majesty was busy with political affairs, but..." Another purple-clothed concubine said with a little cry.

"I heard that even the most favored flower beauty and concubine Ling have been neglected, and now His Majesty only has eyes for this bewitching princess!"

(End of this chapter)