Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 26 Borrowing from the princess, it's convenient
The banquet was still going on, and the palace people came in with plates and plates of exquisite delicacies and put them on the table one by one.

Rabbit legs, roasted wild duck, pheasant soup...all of them are meat dishes.

Everyone hesitated slightly, this...

"These are the little guys who had no time to escape last night. Your Majesty has always advocated frugality, and I can't bear to waste it, so I specially asked the imperial chef to make dishes for everyone to try." The queen said slowly, and she looked at nothingness with a smile on her face Abbot: "The abbot shouldn't mind, right?"

Abbot Void looked at the plate of meat and vegetables in front of him, without changing his face, and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the empress has a heart, the poor monk is not a pedantic person, you should enjoy it to your heart's content."

"Since the abbot has said so, you don't have to worry about it anymore." The queen continued, and everyone relaxed and began to eat, and then they understood why the empress wanted to hold the banquet here.

Yan Wanqing smelled the rich flavor of the pheasant soup, the soup was stewed yellow and white, and there were a few red goji berries floating on the soup, and some emerald green scallions were sprinkled on it.

"Miss, would you like some soup?" Cong Ge half-kneeled beside her. After cleaning his hands, he tore a few pieces of tender chicken from the crock pot and put them in a bowl. Then he wiped his hands clean and poured out the soup with a spoon. On the chicken, it was placed in front of Yan Wanqing.

Yan Wanqing took a sip with a spoon, as expected of an imperial cook in the palace, with amazing craftsmanship, but a simple crock pot of soup gave her a taste of peace.

Seeing that she likes it from the song, I gave her a lot of chicken soup, and it soon bottomed out.

But obviously Yan Wanqing hadn't had enough.

She glanced regretfully at the earthen jar with only chicken left. All the things used by the nobles in the capital are exquisite, but exquisite means small, palm-sized earthen jars, which are cute and naive, placed on the table It's extremely pleasant, but it's really unpretentious.

If this is placed in the army, this little thing is not enough for the soldiers to bite their teeth.

Just as she was thinking, another palace official came over and brought a cup of soup in a crock pot, Yan Wanqing was stunned for a moment: "This is it?"

Everyone has only one serving. This is the amount calculated by the royal chefs. Why does she have two cups?
It's a pity that the palace people didn't speak, they gave the soup and saluted and went down.

Yan Wanqing quietly raised her head to look around, and her eyes directly fell into the black eyes of the high-ranking man, and she saw the emptiness in front of him, and she knew it right away.

It was sent by the old man.

Yan Wanqing's heart skipped a beat suddenly, and his heartbeat accelerated, but it soon returned to normal.

She didn't drink the soup, even though the mellow taste of the bowl of soup lingered on the tip of her nose, when it was completely cold, Yan Wanqing didn't take another look.

"Last night's fire was also a blessing. Although the mountain was burned, a piece of land was reclaimed directly. It can be regarded as a blessing in disguise." After drinking for three rounds, the queen, as the only person in power at the moment, said with a sigh.

The crowd complied.

Thinking of the woman yesterday, Zhang Lanyi couldn't bear it: "I still think of that woman in my heart, she has a strong personality, she would rather be broken than broken, I don't know if she has family members at home..."

Naturally, there is no family.

Yan Wanqing lowered her head and ate vegetables all the time. The woman was fished out of the lake by Wuji and they already had the determination to die. Before coming to Nanshan Temple, the woman held Wuji's hand and said I have learned a lot, every word is grateful, every word weeps blood.

She was originally a merchant girl, and her husband redeemed her from the brothel, and it was a good story for the two of them to be in harmony.

If it weren't for Lin Pingzhi's insatiable greed, the two of them would have lived a mediocre but fulfilling life like millions of ordinary couples.

But God is the most teasing people.

People who want to be ordinary have always had a bumpy life.

She recalled the roads she had traveled in her previous life, and the clarity in her eyes gradually became dark.

"Reporting to the Empress, that woman has no father, no mother, no son, no concern..." Someone replied.

When Zhang Lanyi heard this, her hand holding the wine glass froze for a moment, her face still didn't change much, she just said: "I'm all alone, I was clean when I went, you send her ashes to Jiangnan and Let her husband be buried together."

"Here." The palace man led the order and went down.

Now that the banquet was here, Zhang Lanyi obviously lost much interest. She went out to get some air while she was drunk, but she never came back after she went.

In the whole banquet, only the sweet pastry prince was left.

All the unmarried women stared at him closely, wishing to know immediately if he was the future princess.

Naturally, Yan Wanqing didn't want to join in the fun. Seeing that Zhang Lanyi had left, she wanted to leave too.

It's just that if the prince's matter is not resolved, she is worried that troubles will arise in the future.

It's just that now he is surrounded by a group of Yingying and Yanyan, and it is difficult for him to speak. Yan Wanqing can only sit quietly and wait.

"Princess Anping...?"

Yan Wanqing looked up and found that it was the boy who toasted with her before.

"Anping met the young master." She got up and returned the salute.

Looking closer, this young master has red lips and white teeth, extremely delicate, and those eyes are as bright as stars, making people unforgettable.

"You don't need to be too polite." Huaiyu was a little shy, he still had a plate of pastries in his hand, and put them on the table in a daze: "They are all sweets, I wanted to come to your daughter's house to eat, so I brought them here. "

"Thank you, Young Master."

The atmosphere was a little frozen, and Huaiyu's earrings gradually turned red.

Yan Wanqing thought about what her mother had told her, but she still couldn't bear it, and said with a light smile, "Is this the first time Young Master talks to a woman?"

Huaiyu rubbed the thin callus on her index finger, lowered her head a little embarrassed: "There are many men in Beijiang, and this Marquis doesn't like to stay with women, so I can't help being a little embarrassed."

He's a straight boy.

Huaiyu was several months younger than Yan Wanqing, and there was indeed a verbal baby kiss between the two of them.

This is something that Yan Wanqing finds difficult.

She was thinking about how she would answer if the little duke brought up the matter of the baby's mother later.

Huaiyu obviously wanted to talk about this too, he coughed twice uncomfortably: "The princess was resting in the morning, and this Marquis has already seen my aunt..."

"Hou Ye Fengshen is handsome and there should be no shortage of girls in northern Xinjiang. There is no need for the elders to joke when they were children—" Yan Wanqing and Huaiyu said at the same time.

The two of them paused at the same time again, for half the price, they both laughed out loud.

The atmosphere became a little more harmonious, and just as Yan Wanqing was about to speak, a shadow fell over his head, and at the same time, a male voice with a half-smile sounded.

"What are you talking about, so happy?"

Yan Wanqing: "..."

Huaiyu looked a little cautious: "I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince."

Xiao Pingfeng wore a white robe, his gaze drifted over a plate of pastries on the table, and he hummed softly.

"I hit it off with the Princess, so we chatted casually." Huaiyu said slowly.

Yan Wanqing stood aside and nodded, only then did she realize that the crown prince is a head taller than Huaiyu, and he is very tall.

I saw him smiling, very oppressive.

"I just want to borrow Anping Princess, but I wonder if the young master can do it for me?" The tone seemed doubtful, but it didn't give Huaiyu any room for discussion.

(End of this chapter)