The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 175 Knowing that the palace maid and the prince are destined to have no results

Chapter 175 Knowing that the palace maid and the prince are destined to have no results

Zhong Yan was in charge of introducing the place where steamed buns and steamed buns were steamed in front of the booth: "Sister, you see that the delicious and big meat buns come from here. In addition to meat buns, you can also steam all kinds of delicious, glutinous rice that my sister loves. You can also make meatballs, isn’t it amazing?”

Murong Ying is not to be outdone, he is in charge of the cooking area behind the stall: "What's wrong with yours, mine is amazing! Chacha, look, such a big pot, whether it's wonton dumplings or beef noodle and seafood porridge, it's so delicious. A big pot can satisfy you, Chacha, are you excited?"

Chacha's delicate brows turned into inverted characters, Xiaopang pointed at the booth, and her little voice was full of doubts: "Gege, fortunately, there is nothing on it~~"

Murong Ying and Zhong Yan panicked, it's too bad, they were too busy competing with each other, and they forgot to bring the buns they bought into the palace!

"Forget it, luckily I've eaten all the tea, otherwise I'm counting on the two of you, and I'd have to starve my daughter into thin air."

When the Lord Long Live passed by, he took a folding fan and gave one of the two people a blow on the head.

Then he picked up Chacha, and Pi Xiuxiu and Wei Wuyue at the door saluted together.

"My ministers, see your Majesty."

Lord Long Live raised his folding fan slightly, showing the demeanor of the king of a country: "Get up, you must have come to the palace today for the rehearsal ceremony before the Golden Melon Conference?"

Pi Xiuxiu said playfully: "It's my honor to be able to witness the military generals of the Yanchi Dynasty first."

Wei Wuyue had the same ice-berg face as before: "I heard that this conference will gather great musicians and writers from all over the world. I dare to compete with them, and I ask Your Majesty to promise."

Long Live Lord said with a hearty smile: "Okay, if I can appreciate the majesty and literary talents of Bei Xia's national teachers and generals, I am also looking forward to it!"

Chacha was hugged by her father, and after hearing them say a bunch of things she didn't understand, she simply squeezed her little milk voice, imitating her father's hearty laughter just now, and raised her non-existent neck: "Hahahaha~~"

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then they all burst into laughter!
The rehearsal location before the Pumpkin Conference is set at the Royal Hunting Ground.

Chonghan is now able to do some movements that are not too involved in the wound, and he has also joined in the rehearsal. What Chonghan didn't notice is that outside the royal hunting ground, there is always a little probe looking at him from the outside. Girl, I haven't left for a long time.

"Shuangxi, why are you still here? Your Majesty still has two handkerchiefs waiting to be used tomorrow. Aren't you worried that your Majesty will turn her anger on you tomorrow?"

Shuangxi ran into a maid from Yuxiu Palace and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'll stay up late tonight and embroider and finish it tomorrow."

The maids of Yuxiu Palace held Shuangxi's fists, one of which was pinched by Chonghan on the day Chonghan suffered twenty big boards.

The little girl has delicate skin and tender flesh, and she also does some light work of embroidery and pruning flowers in Yuxiu Palace, so she can't bear to reproduce the strength of a martial arts practitioner since childhood.

"Can you still hold a needle in your hand?"

Shuangxi always had a smile on her face, and the only time she broke down was that day.

"It's okay, thank you sister." She called sweetly.

The maid who felt sorry for Shuangxi left, she shook her head helplessly on the road, what a silly girl, she knew that the court lady and the prince were destined to have no results, let alone someone with the personality of the second prince, really... Sigh.

 over (pretending to be very cold and asking for tickets)
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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