The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 308 Touch My Flesh While I'm Sleeping
Spinach juice makes green dumpling skins, purple potato and old pumpkin noodles are purple and yellow respectively, while black rice and black bean soup is not dark black but deep purple, plus the original skin White.

The colorful dumplings are just fun to look at.

After making more than ten servings of vegetarian stuffing, Tang Shijiu and his men were busy counting the number of people in the house, and the cooks who had been waiting for a long time came up, their hands and feet were smooth, each family had its own kung fu, and some people used colorful The bright four colors in the dumplings make Sixi dumpling wrappers, which makes you feel happy when you look at them.

I was busy until it was dark, and the dumplings that were sun-dried a few times were neatly stacked on the shelf, then lifted out, and frozen outside in the cold weather to prevent them from sticking.

Tang Nineteen was so tired that he couldn't straighten his waist, but he was tired and happy.

What I made the most this afternoon was not dumplings, but to accept all kinds of compliments.

"Wangfei's dumplings are so colorful and beautiful. Wangfei is unique and delicious."

"Princess, I really can't see that you, a young lady, have such skillful hands."

"Princess, I didn't expect the dumpling skins kneaded out of vegetable juice to be so soft and sweet."

"Princess, you are really amazing. The rice cakes you fried are also the best rice cakes I have ever eaten as a servant."

"princess……"

……

Hahahaha, Tang Nineteen felt that if compliments really made people go to heaven with pride, she might have already gone to the Ninth Heaven to meet the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother.

Oh oh oh, she will definitely bring them a bowl of stir-fried rice cakes. If they don't have them all, they will be praised as going to the Tianwaitian of the Nine Heavens.

Tang Nineteen hadn't felt such a strong festive atmosphere for a long time.

In the memory of this body, there has never been such a happy and lively year.

Poor her "predecessor", if she lived a little stronger, today's good life might be hers.

Tang Nineteen collapsed from exhaustion, lying on the bed and letting Bi Tao wipe her hands and face, she collapsed into a lump of mud, not wanting to move.

Bi Tao held her arm: "Miss, are you tired?"

"Tired."

"Why don't you just squint for a while, and when the prince calls us to have a reunion banquet, the slave will call you."

"No need, I won't think about it when I sleep, Bi Tao, help me beat my legs, I'm really tired after standing for a whole day."

"Hey." Bi Tao felt distressed, moved both hands to Tang Nineteen's calf, raised her fist and thumped lightly, "Miss, is this more comfortable?"

"Well, feel better."

Tang Nineteen said he wouldn't sleep, but he was sleepy and tired, and the room was warm. He closed his eyes and enjoyed Bi Tao's service, but he started to snore gradually.

"Miss, ma'am."

Bitao raised her head.

Tang Nineteen didn't respond, Bi Tao took his steps lightly, pulled the quilt over, and covered Tang Nineteen.

Going out lightly, and meeting Qu Tiange at the door, she was startled, and hurriedly knelt down: "My lord."

"Get up, you go to rest for a while."

"Yes."

When Bi Tao went down, Qu Tiange stepped over the threshold and walked towards the bedside.

She fell asleep, with some flour still on a strand of hair, her cheeks were flushed, she was slightly sleepy, sleeping on her back, her shoes still on.

Qu Tiange smiled helplessly, his eyes were filled with doting.

He squatted down, took off her shoes, put his hands under her body, picked her up gently, put some in the bed, closed his clothes again, and lay down beside her, propping his head with one hand, and consciously or unconsciously with the other. Yes, gently stroking the collar of her dress.

(End of this chapter)