Your Majesty, the Emperor is playing your cards again!

Chapter 427 How can you taint other people’s saliva!
Xia Baozheng handed the remaining half to her.

Concubine Shu took it and ate it in one bite.

He sighed: "Sister Zhou's pastries are even more delicious than those in the Imperial Kitchen!"

A group of concubines: "..."

These two foodies!
Jun Feiliang, who was sitting in the front, saw his handsome face darken slightly.

Actually eating a piece of pastry together, do these two people know what it means to pay attention to hygiene?

This is how it is in public, but in private the two of them often chew on the same bones.

Thinking of this, Jun Feiliang felt bad all over.

The little girl had to be in close contact with him, how could she be contaminated with other people's saliva!
At night, I must give her a serious reminder.

Seeing that Zhou Cairen was good at her craftsmanship, the Queen Mother smiled lovingly and said, "I didn't expect that Girl Zhou would have such skills. The Ai family has been craving for some sweet food recently. How about you come to Cining Palace tomorrow and make some pastries for the Ai family?"

It is difficult to be favored by the emperor, but it is also very good to be favored by the queen mother!
Woohoo, with such incredible wealth, when will it be their turn!

Zhou Cairen was flattered.

All the concubines immediately stared at the red lotus again, hoping that it would stop in front of them quickly.

Dai was stunned for a moment, then quickly responded: "Yes, I obey your order."

When all the concubines saw that Zhou Cairen was attracted by the Queen Mother because of a pastry, they were so envious that they wanted to cry.

The red lotus floated in the air, floated twice, and stopped in front of Liang Fei under the spotlight.

They also have to work hard to perform and strive to gain the attention of the Queen Mother!

Liang Fei was holding her head, looking at her cardamom coated with phoenix flower juice in trance.

From the age of seven, Brother An would personally apply cardamom on her every birthday, saying it was a birthday gift for her.

Brother An is very clever and ingenious, and the cardamom applied on it is delicate and neat, very beautiful.

He could even draw various flowers on her little cardamom. Every year on her birthday, what she looks forward to most is for Brother An to help her apply cardamom, but such a time will never happen again.

People always grow up.

She also tried hard to learn to apply it by herself, but she couldn't apply it well. After learning for so long, she still couldn't apply it well.

The paint is patchy and I can’t draw flowers...

Everyone saw Liang Fei sitting there in a daze, completely ignoring the red lotus in front of them. She was still here, and her soul seemed to be floating in the sky.

I was a little speechless for a while.

Today is her birthday, and all the sisters are celebrating her lively, but she is not in the mood at all, really!
It's okay to be aloof at ordinary times, but to act aloof at this time is a bit chilling.

Concubine Xian reminded: "Sister Concubine Liang..."

The good concubine came back to her senses and looked at the virtuous concubine.

Concubine Xian said gently: "The happy flower stopped in front of my sister. My sister is the birthday girl today. How about performing a song to make everyone happy?"

Liang Fei lowered her eyes and looked at the small canal in front of her, and she saw the red lotus steadily stopping in front of her eyes.

We can’t spoil everyone’s interest.

He immediately said coldly: "In that case, how about I play a song for everyone?"

If a good concubine is good at playing the harp, everyone will naturally respond well to her.

Liang Fei slowly calmed her hands, stood up slowly, walked to the guqin in the center of the stage and sat down.

Wearing a white dress with plum blossoms embroidered on the top, she sat there elegantly, as if the plum blossoms were in full bloom, with a subtle fragrance floating around, which was very beautiful.

But within this beauty, there is an indescribable loneliness.

She raised her bare hand and was about to touch the strings of the piano. At that moment, a young father-in-law ran in and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the Song Editor of the Hanlin Academy wishes to see you."