The Villain Is Too Cute

The people in Prince Yun's Mansion were so settled, the spacious courtyard was clean and tidy, and they could almost move in with their bags. At the end of the day, Yin Minglu only needs to mix food and drink.

On this day, the lunch session he was looking forward to most came again. The palace man who came to deliver the meal in the imperial dining room beckoned, and the other party immediately opened the food box and put on the same exquisite and rich dishes.

Seven or eight main dishes, three or four side dishes, plus two stew soups, dazzled people on the table. Yin Minglu had eaten water white tofu for three years. His eyes lit up and he picked up his chopsticks and ate it. I think I haven't eaten meat for a long time, so I'll be monitored when I enter the palace and be monitored. It's true that hugging the emperor's thighs tightly.

Seeing that the master was happy, Xiaoman these Yunfu attendants took a purse and handed it over as a thank you.

The palace man took it with both hands, and squeezed the thickness without a trace, and then smiled and thanked him, but secretly slandered this cloud prince. It was too stingy, and he only gave three or four copper plates to the next person. It is really unprecedented. Wen, also somehow won the favor of your majesty.

I don't know what the palace man thinks, otherwise Yin Minglu would probably take out his own backhand and sell it pitifully: Look at my purse, it is deflated and poor. I stretched out my hand and shook, but I couldn't get three or four copper plates.

After lunch, Xiao Man wanted to wait for Yin Minglu to change clothes and rest. He knew that the little master was young and lacked energy. After eating and drinking often, he wanted to squint sleepily. At that time, he will fan the master by the side to create some natural wind, so that the master can sleep more comfortably.

As for the fan being hit, he also went to sleep with him, which is also a common occurrence, but the master has never punished him, and the master and servant have extremely deep feelings. In addition, living in the palace nowadays, clothing, food, housing and transportation are more beautiful than in Yunfu. There is no restriction, and the work is easy. Jingdi didn't restrain them. They can go out of the palace freely. This is like a fairy-like day. Xiaoman has been enjoying himself for several days, and he can't wait to take root here with his master.

It is the same today. After a fragrant hiccup, Yin Minglu yawned again. He seemed to be drowsy, but he raised his small hand slightly to prevent Xiao Man from **** him, saying: "Don't hurry, let's go. See your Majesty, say hello and come back to sleep."

Even if it is to say a good afternoon.

Draught does not forget the well digger. They have enjoyed a good life, so they naturally want to be grateful (flattering) from time to time.

Facing the scorching sun, the master and servant walked for a while, and they were summoned by Emperor Jing without waiting in front of the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart.

As soon as I entered and saw the food table placed in the warm pavilion, the little guy discovered something bad. Why hasn't Jingdi started eating for so long?

The dining table is full of exquisite dishes, spread out in the same way, placed in gold and silver plates or white porcelain bowls, looking very attractive. Originally, they thought that their food had been topped up, but compared with the emperor’s meals, there was still a gap, one in the sky and one underground, not to mention that there were all kinds of snacks, porridge, and fruits next to them. Could it be folk people? They all want to be reborn in the emperor's house, and enjoy such dragon liver, phoenix, and delicacies every day.

Obviously, it took some time, but Jingdi was dull and didn't touch his chopsticks at all. The problem is that he doesn't eat it himself, but the palace people who are waiting for him are still there, and there are some people in the dining room waiting to listen to it, all hoping that the emperor can move a chopstick.

Originally, Jingdi Xie Nian was still wondering about Yin Minglu's coming. The dark phoenix eyes asked slightly, and then he got the answer in the little boy's flattery.

As a courtesy exchange, he put down the memorial in his hand and looked at the villain of His Royal Highness, "Did you have a good time, Minglu?"

Then he found that he seemed to be asking nonsense. This is because Yin Minglu, the son of King Yun, is ten years old. After spending some days in the court, his thin face is rounded visible to the naked eye, and it looks more white and tender. It is obviously delicious to eat and live, and has a good life.

"Why don't the emperor need to eat, don't you have an appetite? You usually take care of everything and your body is important, but you must not treat your stomach badly!" The young boy asked with concern, after all, these dishes would be wasted if they weren't eaten. !

Hearing the meal, Xie was tired of the smile that was originally pursed at the corner of his mouth. It was not a day or two that he had no appetite. Facing the table full of palace dishes, he only felt bored and crooked, but when he was condescending, seeing Yun Shizi's eyes was a bit funny for no reason.

After talking, the young boy thought that his eyes were hidden, but he glanced at the food table. One couldn't hold back, almost drooling down three thousand feet, his big eyes showed some desire.

He, who had no appetite before, had desires in an instant.

The **** chief prince didn’t pay attention to the emperor’s expression. He was only thinking: Yun Wang Shizijing said some nonsense, these kind words, who hadn’t persuaded them who usually served by the emperor’s side? But your Majesty just has no appetite, what can they do! It is estimated that after half an hour, this table will be taken down intact.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Jing suddenly uncharacteristically said: "Come on, wait for me to eat."

? ? ? I was caught off guard. The prince took a long time before regaining his senses, and then quickly summoned the palace people, who had been waiting for a long time, to come in and wash his hands and wait for the meal. After waiting for a series of things to be orderly, the prince still didn’t understand why his Majesty suddenly wanted to move the chopsticks, so he could only attribute the credit to Wang Shizi Yun, thinking that this little shizi is really amazing. He knew how to flatter him at such a young age. It must be because the other party is young and has a natural advantage in flattering.

The emperor wanted to eat, and everyone in the whole room had to sit around and wait for him, including Yin Minglu.

Emperor Jing moved his chopsticks intentionally, and saw the little man pestering at the dining table, and asked politely: "Is it possible to have a meal before Minglu comes?"

The villain's face was full of greed, as if as long as he was allowed to sit with the other party, the other party could swallow the whole table in one breath, but when he faced the emperor's questioning, he still nodded hard. In fact, he was not hungry, but he was still a little greedy when he saw the palace food on this large table and smelled the fragrance of the food floating in the air.

Jingdi coughed a few times, pretending to be regretful: "That's really a coincidence, I can't leave you for dinner."

The little guy shook his head with difficulty, as if he really didn’t regret it, but wherever his chopsticks stayed, Wang Shizi's eyes floated past, and his chopsticks touched the cold dish on the left, which belonged to Yun Wang Shizi. The look in his eyes followed unconsciously, which made Xie Tien laugh inwardly, feeling that it was good to tease a child.

He winked at the people around him. As an old man serving the emperor, the prince was the most able to guess the heart of the emperor. After receiving the look, he immediately understood and began to sing: "Your Majesty, this crispy duck is the cook of the imperial dining room. Pickled in ancestral recipes, the crispy and tender taste is unique in Kyoto."

The crispy duck, crispy, fragrant, as if not tempted, the young boy stared at the red-skinned duck with a serious face, but when no one noticed, a suspicious light flashed at the corner of his mouth.

The emperor nodded, his chopsticks spontaneously went to the next dish.

The prince said: "Your Majesty really has a vision. This golden dish is called fried bergamot. The selection of materials is very particular. It is made from the fat and strong boars raised on the mountain, and the strongest parts of the bones are made according to the fat four and thin six. Yes, you taste it, is it fragrant on the outside and tender on the inside, chewy?"

The emperor tasted it briefly and gave an evaluation: "It really is."

"You will try this eggplant again. Although it is a vegetarian dish, the restaurant steward always simmers 30 pieces of chicken soup. It must be so delicious that I don't know if it is the strong flavor of chicken soup or the strong flavor of eggplant."

Hearing this, the young boy's face was completely broken, and he started to lower his head and play with his clothes corners. I regretted that I was okay to catch the emperor's meal time.

And to his face, Xie Wei expressed that he really had some food. He usually has very little appetite, but today he unexpectedly has an appetite. After eating two large bowls, he also rewarded the people in the imperial dining room. People are flattered.

The prince was watching, and specifically instructed those who were waiting by his side to call Wang Shizi to come and observe more during lunch later.

On the other side of the poem banquet, after a beautiful young girl with a beautiful bun and a bright and charming young age appeared on the stage, everyone's eyes could not help but be attracted. They were impressed by the other's excellent appearance and manners. They thought: Miss Qin really looks beautiful and beautiful. , Shunyuexiuhua.

Miss Qin became the focus of the audience.

Upon seeing this, Qin Manman frowned, and said casually to the scenery outside the window: "Oh, the streamer is easy to throw people away, the cherry is red and green plantain."

Immediately shifting everyone's gaze, those geniuses chewed on a few words, their eyes flushed with excitement, and immediately left behind the beautiful Miss Qin, and regrouped around the talented Miss Qin Er.

After all, beautiful skins can be found everywhere, but talented souls are unique.

Among these people, Li Gongzi, the son of Shangshu, has the most complicated and tangled senses. It is true that he and Miss Qin grew up together as childhood sweethearts, and they had an oral marriage contract between the two. He also loved Miss Qin's unparalleled love. Appearance, but emotionally, he was gradually attracted by Miss Qin's sister.

Especially, the other party had sent him a letter in private, saying: "The humane sea is deep, not half worthy of love. The sea is still far away, and love is far from the shore." He was fascinated immediately and thought of it. Ms. Qin Er often stayed in the corridor, quietly watching his resentful gaze. The other party's appearance may not be as glamorous as her sister, but she was also delicate and smart, which was very pitiful.

That night, he stood in front of the banana tree, he was silent for a long time, and began to consider how to reject this marriage to his parents. It was wrong for him to betray Miss Qin, but throughout his life, he should have the courage to pursue the woman he wanted and admired.

By Ms. Qin Er's side, he could feel the kind of emotional fit, as if their souls collided together, and the other person's eyes were full of admiration when they looked at him. They have common hobbies and can chew words, play the piano and sing together. Music, flower and bird watching.

Everyone surrounded the girl, including Miss Qin's fiance. In front of the girl, all the boudoir girls who couldn't make poetry seemed to be vulgar, clumsy, beautiful without aura.

The maid looked at the silent eldest lady, and secretly felt sorry for her. The second young lady knows that Li Gongzi is the sweetheart of her sister, and she can flirt with others. What is this not on purpose? Obviously knowing that I will enter the palace to participate in the general election next year, but it is still so unmodest! There is no reserved half of women.

"Sister, is she trying to force me into the palace?"

If the Li family really withdrew from the marriage, then she really only has to go to the palace to participate in the general election. Reminiscing about the changed temperament of his sister after falling into the water, Qin Shanshan sighed, twisted the veil with his thin white hand, his brows and eyes revealed a little sadness. To make matters worse, the younger sister seemed to think that she pushed her into the water, and since waking up, she has been quite targeted at her.

She still didn't know that her sister really wanted to force her into the palace, and even if it didn't stop, she had to let this sister see with her own eyes how she was so beautiful and well-loved in the palace.