Divine Doctor Poison Concubine: Miss Waste

Chapter 450
Qiaolan and Mujin waited outside the house for a while, feeling uneasy, now the two of them will not do anything wrong.

Pushing open the door and entering, both of them raised their heads to glance at Murong Yu's face, seeing the icy coldness on each other's face, they sighed inwardly, they really came at the wrong time.

After saluting to Xia Qingge and Murong Yu, the two placed the food box on the table, and immediately retreated tactfully.

"This is the surprise you gave me?" Murong Yu raised his eyes and glanced at the food box, with a hint of disappointment that he couldn't suppress. He still prefers the surprise just now. This girl Qing Ge doesn't know how beautiful she was just now. .

Xia Qingge walked to the table and sat down, and Murong Yu followed her.

"Well, open it and have a look!"

Murong Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, with anticipation in his heart, he stretched out his hand to open the food box, and what came into view was a round pastry, the shape was very strange, but the color was very bright and beautiful. It also exudes the fragrance of fruit.

"Cake?" Before opening the food box, he had already guessed eight or nine points, but after seeing the cake he made, his eyes still flashed with amazement.

"Well, today is your twentieth birthday, and it is a gift for a weak crown. Naturally, you have to make three wishes. Come on, sit down and light a candle to make a wish."

She stretched out her hand to pull Murong Yu to sit beside her, and she inserted the small candle that had been ordered in advance on the cake, and placed the cake in front of Murong Yu.

"Remember to make three wishes after blowing out the candles. The first two must be said to come true, and the last one must be kept in your heart. It is your own secret!"

Murong Yu looked at the pastry full of fruit cream in front of him, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I've always heard the saying of making a wish on a shooting star, but I've never heard that you can still make a wish on a pastry. I don't know where your novel method comes from." Got it."

Xia Qingge put his hands on his cheeks, and said very seriously: "It's from a very distant country. In that country, people will receive a gift like this every time they celebrate their birthday, which indicates that he is surrounded by happiness." , there are loved ones and friends around him wishing him in unison, and after making a wish to the candle, it is given that luck in the coming year will come to the birthday person, so it is very sacred to make a wish on the cake.”

Murong Yu's eyes were still clear, but Xia Qingge's words seemed to bring him into another mysterious world that he didn't know about.

"Okay, the candles are almost gone, hurry up and make a wish." Xia Qingge urged.

"En!" Murong Yu nodded obediently, put his hands together, closed his eyes and began to make a wish.

"The first wish is that I hope to have cake every time I celebrate my birthday."

"What a small wish, no ambition." Xia Qingge said, with a wasted look on his face.

But Murong Yu smiled happily. Being able to have a cake every year proves that she is the one who will accompany him on his birthday every year. This wish is more meaningful than anything else.

"The second wish is that Ge'er can reach Jiji sooner and marry into Cuizhu Pavilion as soon as possible, so that I won't suffer from lovesickness."

Xia Qingge blushed unavoidably, and said angrily: "Who promised to marry you."

Murong Yu slowly opened his eyes: "If you don't marry me, no one in this world would dare to marry you." His tone was soft and gentle, and his voice was gentle and pleasant, but there was an unspeakable overbearing around him, and he gently swore his sovereignty.

"What about the third wish? What is it?" Xia Qingge asked curiously instead of arguing with him on this topic.

Murong Yu raised his eyebrows: "Isn't the third wish unspoken?"

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you say it." The first two wishes were related to her, but she was very curious about what Murong Yu's last wish was.

Murong Yu was so shrewd, he shook his head resolutely: "I can't say it, it won't work if I say it."

Xia Qingge twitched the corner of his mouth: "You really believe it, it's just a good wish, it's not allowed."

"I'd rather believe it." Murong Yu said don't think I'm fooled.

Xia Qingge felt that there was nothing he could figure out, and he was too lazy to continue to waste his brains, so he curled his lips: "It's up to you, if you don't say it, don't say it, I'm not curious at all." Then he picked up a delicate knife beside him and handed it to Murong Yu: "Come on, it's time to cut the cake."

Murong Yu smiled lightly and said nothing, seeing her stubborn appearance was very happy, took the knife, cut the piece of fruit cake in front of him into four pieces, picked up the plate extremely gracefully and served Xia Qingge a piece first Pass it to her.

Looking at his skilled movements, Xia Qingge really felt the gap between people. Murong Yu is a natural genius, so he can learn by himself without a teacher!

"That's right, I know the principle of giving priority to women." She picked up her homemade knife and fork, cut a piece of cake, took a bite, and praised it appreciatively.

Seeing the way she ate the cake, Murong Yu smiled slightly, picked up the knife and fork according to her way and cut a piece into his mouth, the sweet and sour fruit flavor and light sweet cream filled his mouth.

"How?" Xia Qingge looked at him expectantly.

After Murong Yu finished eating the pastry in his mouth, he continued to eat another piece and nodded in praise: "Not bad, the taste is very special, soft and refreshing."

Hearing that he said he likes it, Xia Qingge felt relieved. Although cakes are very popular in modern times, this is ancient times after all. I don't know if they can adapt to this kind of Western-style pastries. Besides, Murong Yu doesn't like sweets very much. She is entering the palace. It took me two whole hours to find all these materials and start to make it. Now that I get his nod, I feel a sense of satisfaction in my heart.

"Didn't you say you don't want to make cakes anymore? Why did you suddenly change your mind?" Murong Yu continued to eat the cake on the plate, which contained strawberries, hawthorns, and peaches, which tasted really refreshing.

"The gift of the weak crown is only once in a lifetime. I'm afraid it will lose its original meaning when I do it next year, so I decided to do it today." Xia Qingge said truthfully, there were a lot of things waiting for her to deal with today. , but in the end she still decided to take the time to deliver this gift. Murong Yu has lacked family affection since she was a child. Although she never attended every birthday, she can guess that it is the kind of false flatterer who comes to congratulate him and sincerely celebrate him. How many people are there?Therefore, she didn't want him to feel any trace of sincerity on the day of the weak crown ceremony.

Murong Yu's eyes were clear and moved, and he swore silently in his heart that as long as Murong Yu lived in this life, he would do his best to protect the woman in front of him. This was also the third wish he silently made in his heart.

After the two finished eating the cake in front of them, Murong Yu couldn't help eating the second piece.

"Is it really delicious?" She ate a piece just now, although she secretly praised her craftsmanship, and although the conditions were not sufficient in ancient times, her homemade cakes were still not inferior to those cakes she ate in her previous life.

(End of this chapter)