After rebirth, Her Royal Highness is a black lotus flower

Chapter 300 Shen Qianzhao "revenges" Emperor Yongjia
Emperor Yongjia's smile froze on his face bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the food box, there was a plate of fried pork on the top, the color was a bit mushy, like a ball.
Loudly pursed his lips, suppressed a smile, and brought out the dish of fried pork and a bowl of steamed eggs, which looked pretty good.

At the other end, there was a pot of black and brown lumps that could not be seen. After a few careful glances, I finally recognized that it was a pot of pork knuckle in sauce.

This is really made according to His Majesty's taste, the princess really has a heart.

Shen Qianzhao pretended not to notice the change on Emperor Yongjia's face, with a sweet smile on his face, "My son heard from Eunuch Gao that you haven't eaten well these two days, try it quickly, my son made it It's all your favorite food."

As she spoke, she took the chopsticks, handed them to Emperor Yongjia attentively, and looked at him expectantly.

Emperor Yongjia's smile completely froze on his face, and his eyes fell on the few dishes on the table. The father-daughter relationship was a little heavy at this moment.

He coughed loudly and reminded, "Your Majesty."

Only then did Emperor Yongjia stiffen his hands to take the pair of chopsticks. Under the gaze of Shen Qianzhao and his loud voice, the chopsticks slowly moved towards the stack of fried pork, but seeing the color, he immediately turned to the stack of pork knuckles next to him.
After moving it around, I finally put down the chopsticks, picked up a spoon and scooped up a small piece of steamed egg to eat. The water in the mouth was soft, but there was an eggy smell, no salty taste, I am afraid that there was no salt.

The corners of Shen Qianzhao's mouth curved, and he blinked, with a sly look in his eyes, "Father, is it delicious?"

Emperor Yongjia coughed lowly, as if an invisible hand had been covering his heart, and said in a deep voice, "It's delicious."

Shen Qianzhao raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Father, eat more. You must be hungry if you haven't eaten anything all day?"

When Shen Qianzhao said so, Emperor Yongjia almost choked on the mouthful of eggs that had already been eaten.

The loud voice on the side quickly said, "Your Highness, don't you still have to go to Dongchang?"

Shen Qianzhao said "Oh, how can I go out of the palace if my father doesn't open his mouth?"

As she said that, she looked at Emperor Yongjia with an innocent face, "Father, are you right?"

Emperor Yongjia coughed lightly and waved his hands, "Go, take a few guards with you, go early and return early."

Shen Qianzhao's eyes lit up, he put his arms around Emperor Yongjia, and rubbed the majestic "Longyan" with his soft white hands, "Father is the best!"

As she spoke, fearing that Emperor Yongjia would change her mind again, she immediately got up and ran out with her skirt, not forgetting to remind her, "Father, please remember to finish eating."

The person finally left, Gao Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, seeing Emperor Yongjia's expression was a bit strange, "Your Majesty?"

Emperor Yongjia frowned, "Gao Sheng, do you think she made such a meal on purpose to retaliate against me for restraining her for so long?"

Loudly surprised for a moment, then laughed dryly, "Why did your majesty say such a thing, the princess is innocent, and she respects and loves her majesty so much, how could she have the heart of revenge?"

Emperor Yongjia stared at the few dishes on the table. When he was young, he also cooked for the girl he liked. Although it wasn't very delicious, it was still delicious.

Zhao Zhao's mother also has good cooking skills.

Could it be that this daughter didn't inherit it at all?

As if guessing what Emperor Yongjia was thinking, he laughed loudly, "Princess Jinzhiyuye has never done any rough work, this is the first time that she can cook like this, it is already good, and it will be even better in the future. "

Saying this in a loud voice, Emperor Yongjia immediately felt relieved, "Yes, at least you can tell what it is, but in the future, she will not be allowed to cook again."

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After a while, he asked, "Your Majesty, what is the dish on this table?"

Is it going to be eaten, or poured?

Emperor Yongjia hesitated for a while, how could the dishes made by his precious daughter be poured?
Wouldn't it hurt her to let her know?
He waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Put it on, and send one to each of the princes."

This person ate it all, so there might be some problem with his body. If several people ate it, and with the imperial doctor around, there wouldn't be any major problems.

With this kind of thinking in mind, Emperor Yongjia didn't look at those dishes again, but he was thinking in his heart: It's good if he didn't inherit them, but he didn't want to see his daughter cooking for others one day.

With a loud dry laugh, he quickly put some dishes back, divided them into several portions, and sent someone to deliver them to the princes in the palace.

East Palace
A piece of pork knuckle was placed on the desk, and even Shen Qianmu, who had always looked cold, couldn't maintain the calmness on his face at this moment.

The palace servants who delivered the food followed the loud orders, "Your Highness, this is a delicacy personally prepared by Princess Yongle for His Majesty. Your Majesty is thinking of all the princes, and specially ordered the servants to bring them to taste together."

Shen Qianmu stared at the pot of pork knuckle in sauce for a long while, but didn't speak.

That line of sight seemed to be able to stare a hole out of the pot of pork knuckle in sauce.

Until the palace man who delivered the food left.

Shen Qianmu glanced at the pot of pork knuckle in sauce, looked at Xie Ming in front of him, coughed lightly, and asked, "Yun Chang, are you hungry?"

Xie Ming heard the words, lowered his eyes and glanced, a little surprised.

It's not like her craft.

He slightly parted his lips and asked in a low voice, holding the white ball in his hand and slowly lowering it, "What do you mean, Your Highness?"

Shen Qianmu glanced outside, "I'm still not feeling well recently, the imperial doctor told me to eat light food, but the emperor gave me vegetables, why don't you eat them for me?"

As he spoke, he took the chopsticks at the side and solemnly handed them over to the person in front of him.

As long as Fan Zhaozhao's cooking is not so shabby, he must taste it himself.

Although brother and sister love each other deeply, sometimes, it is unnecessary.

Facing Shen Qianmu's gaze, from those familiar peach blossom eyes, he saw another person, with some anticipation, like a stone, gently thrown into the lake of his peaceful heart
Xie Ming stretched out his hand, took the pair of chopsticks, calmly picked up a small piece, and slowly put it into his mouth, his eyes slowly overflowing with warmth.

Although there are some differences, it is still a familiar taste.

Shen Qianmu looked at Xie Ming, and ate one piece after another, feeling a little unbearable in her heart, "Why don't you eat it?"

In case something goes wrong, Xie's family will ask him to come later, how will he compensate?
Xie Ming remained unchanged, and after swallowing, he said slowly, "It's okay, His Majesty gave you the food, and you should finish it."

His hand holding the chopsticks was a little tight.

It has been two years, since Ying Jin left, the relationship has become more and more distant, and no one begged her for something to eat, but I still heard Xie Lin say it occasionally.

Only he himself knows in his heart how attached he is to this taste.

A hint of "moving" emotion appeared in Shen Qianmu's eyes, "Yun Chang, you are really my close friend."

Xie Ming pulled his lips and smiled, but calmly finished the last piece.

Shen Qianmu was thinking that no one is perfect, and she didn't expect her sister's weakness to be cooking.

But it doesn't matter.

Zhao Zhao is a princess, she doesn't have to worry about food and clothing, so why should she have cooking skills?

　Shen Qianzhao: Missing a daughter?The black hearted kind.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)