Abandoned female doctor concubine

Chapter 785 Audacity to Find Her ([-])

Although Yun Qingqiao has lost her memory, her hearing is still very sensitive. Just now, the conversation between the housekeeper and Xuanyuan Jingyao at the door of the big kitchen fell into her ears.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Jingyao quietly walked into the big kitchen, and the first one he had was Yun Qingqiao.

"What are you doing here?" Yun Qingqiao asked suddenly.

The four servant girls were taken aback, and they all looked in the direction Yun Qingqiao was pointing at. It turned out that it was Prince Jing who had come down.

"Let me make glutinous rice balls for you!" Xuanyuan Jingyao said while signaling Jingyu and the others not to salute.

Yun Qingqiao said expressionlessly: "You can still make glutinous rice balls? Could it be because the prince played with mud when he was young?"

Hearing this, the four maids held back their smiles.

Xuanyuan Jingyao showed a smile, "You are really right. When I was young, I really played with mud. Later, I was discovered by my concubine and my palm was slapped. Now I see you rubbing glutinous rice balls, and I feel itchy. I want to Let's have some fun."

Yun Qingqiao was busy with the movements of her hands and stopped talking.

Seeing that she didn't object, Xuanyuan Jingyao walked cheekily beside Yun Qingqiao, took the dough that Jingyu quietly handed over, imitated Yun Qingqiao and her four servant girls, and started making glutinous rice balls.

Xuanyuan Jingyao began to make balls after stuffing. The speed was a little slow at first, but it was really good after getting started.

Yun Qingqiao sneaked a few glances at him, and seeing his movements, the corners of her mouth raised a small arc.

The glutinous rice balls are almost rubbed, so they need to be rolled in the flour to prevent the glutinous rice balls from sticking to each other when they are put into the pot.

A large pot of glutinous rice balls needs to be rolled together, and several pots need to be rolled in a row. The whole Yunfu has to be eaten. This is a laborious job. Xuanyuan Jingyao is a man, so naturally he volunteered to do this job.

Yun Qingqiao didn't stop him, and went to order the women who made the fire to start boiling hot water.

"Gulu Gulu..." The sound of the glutinous rice balls rolling in the basin faded away, and each glutinous rice ball was evenly covered with flour, which looked very pink and glutinous, which was very beautiful.

Xuanyuan Jingyao was very satisfied with his handiwork, and as soon as he raised his hand, he stroked the sticky hair on his face with the back of his hand.

The four maidservants came to carry the basin, and when they saw the face of His Royal Highness King Jing, the smiles they had been suppressing for a while now finally burst out.

Hearing the laughter, Yun Qingqiao frowned, walked to the side of the table for no reason, looked at the several pots of glutinous rice balls on the table, the glutinous rice balls were all right, and when she raised her eyes again, it turned out to be Xuanyuan Jingyao's face Topped with flour.

Xuanyuan Jingyao wiped his face with the back of his hand again, and looked at the back of his hand again, he finally understood, what they were laughing at was the flour sticking to his face.

Yun Qingqiao saw that the more he wiped, the more the flour was spread away, Yun Qingqiao also smiled slightly when she saw this scene, washed her hands slowly and dried them, took out the handkerchief and handed it to Xuanyuan Jingyao, "Hurry up Wipe your face some more!"

Is she caring about him? !Xuanyuan Jingyao was so happy that she suddenly forgot to take her handkerchief.

Seeing that he didn't take the handkerchief, Yun Qingqiao withdrew her hand, Xuanyuan Jingyao immediately reacted, took her handkerchief over with a smile, and began to wipe her face.

After all, he is a man, and his face-wiping movements are so rough, a few random strokes will be enough.

Yun Qingqiao gave him a slightly annoyed look, gently took the handkerchief from his hand, and stood on tiptoe to carefully wipe the traces of flour that he hadn't wiped off.

"They are all princes, and they are not singers. Image is still important!" She said, and the woman's fragrant breath sprayed gently on his face.

Xuanyuan Jingyao stared at her face for a moment, thinking happily, what Yun Yongyuan said was correct, Yun Qingqiao loved him in her bones, but she didn't know it.

(End of this chapter)