When Qin and Princess Zhenyang were stunned at the same time when they heard the three words "Tingfeng Pavilion".

Princess Zhenyang frowned: "Why do the people from Tingfeng Pavilion give me snacks? I haven't been there recently."

"This, the princess, the young one is not clear." The servant was a little embarrassed: "But the things have been delivered, and the maid has opened the food box and looked at it. It is indeed ordinary snacks. The man hasn't left yet, so the princess has to ask about the situation."

Qin Shi's heart skipped a beat and she was nervous for no reason. After all, she and Huang Mingan had just left Tingfeng Pavilion.

So she had a sudden inspiration and said, "Can it be that Ming'an ordered the snacks for you to be delivered to the mansion?"

Zhenyang was very puzzled, but after hearing Qin Shi said this, he felt it was possible, so he said, "Then I'll go over and take a look and ask what happened to that person."

Qin Shi was shocked and quickly stopped her: "Zhenyang, your face is dirty, it's not convenient to see outsiders now. Besides, the soup is going to be stewed, so you are here to guard it, I'll help you ask about the situation."

Zhenyang touched her cheek reflexively, and there was indeed a black stain.

She smiled embarrassedly: "Then I'll bother sister-in-law."

"It's okay, it's all a family. Is there any trouble?" Qin smiled, turned around and said to the servant: "Take me over and take a look."

The servant went forward to lead the way. When he arrived at the flower hall, he saw a man in neat clothes standing there with exquisite food boxes next to him, claiming to be from Tingfeng Pavilion.

When the man saw the visitor wearing a purple skirt, he knew that she was not the princess, but her sister-in-law Qin.

Therefore, he only smiled and said, "Madam, this was specially sent by Tingfeng Pavilion. Today it disturbed Lord Huang's atmosphere. I hope he doesn't mind and comes often in the future."

Qin nodded and took it away.

The man didn't say much, and left the Huang Mansion when he saw this. Qin then breathed a sigh of relief.

But she was careful and did not give the snacks to Princess Zhenyang, but instead delivered the snacks to Huang Ming'an's study.

When Princess Zhenyang asked, Qin explained vaguely: "The people from Tingfeng Pavilion seem to have given a gift to Ming'an, so the servant took it to the study. Zhenyang, do you want to eat something, I'll bring it to you?"

Zhenyang waved his hand when he heard this: "Forget it, sister-in-law, just a snack. It's not that there is no such thing as the mansion. When Ming'an comes back tonight, I'll ask him what's going on."

Qin didn't say anything more, and left on the excuse of resting.

She sent someone to guard the door of the mansion. When Huang Mingan came back in the evening, he learned about this and couldn't help but feel panicked.

I returned to the room nervously and saw that there were already a sumptuous meal on the table.

Princess Zhenyang came up and brought him over to have a meal. The maid beside him deliberately praised: "This is the first time the princess is cooking today. She has been busy at noon until just now, and she has prepared such a large table."

Huang Mingan showed a surprised and moved expression: "Is this true? Zhenyang, this is all prepared for me."

Zhenyang nodded shyly and pushed the fried pork shredded pork in front of him: "Ming'an, you can taste the taste."

Huang Mingan smiled and picked up a large chopstick and put it in his mouth.

So salty! How could it be so salty!

He swallowed it without chewing, but was choked and coughed.

"Oh, eat slowly, no one choked you." Princess Zhenyang smiled and served him a bowl of pork rib soup: "Drink some soup quickly."

Huang Mingan hesitated for a moment, took a sip and almost sprayed it out. It was no longer salty, and it didn't even taste any salty at all, but it was so bitter, as if it was drinking medicine.

Noting his ugly look, Princess Zhenyang was a little nervous: "Ming'an, what's wrong? Is the soup I made not delicious?"

Huang Mingan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's delicious, but Zhenyang, what did you put in the soup?"

Princess Zhenyang said proudly: "I know you have worked hard recently. After a sudden inspiration, I added some red ginseng, Codonopsis pilosula, Astragalus, Angelica sinensis, lotus seeds and other types. I will give you some good supplements. Ming'an, drink more quickly."

What an idea.

Huang Mingan looked at the table full of food, but he didn't know where the chopsticks should fall, so he was afraid that the next plate would have a brand new experience.

Princess Zhenyang also served a bowl of soup and started drinking it on his own.

"puff!"

The next second, all the soup I drank was sprayed on Huang Mingan's body.

"Ah, Ming'an, I'm sorry, oh, I forgot to add salt to this soup." Princess Zhenyang said, picking up a handkerchief to wipe it for him.

Huang Mingan took a few deep breaths, went down to change his clothes, and when he came over, he saw Zhenyang's apologetic expression on his face: "Mingan, the dishes I cook are so unpalatable, why don't you tell me?"

Huang Mingan hugged her and said, "I will enjoy the poison you prepared for me, even if it is poison. But Zhenyang, don't cook in the future. You should be the treasure I hold in my hand. You should leave such a hard work to the servants."

Princess Zhenyang blushed. The two of them were intimate for a while before saying, "Ming'an, then you haven't eaten much yet. I asked the servants to prepare something else. In the afternoon, Tingfeng Pavilion also sent snacks to you and said that they were apologizing for you. What happened?"

"It's nothing. It's just that when talking to someone, a waiter broke in without knocking on the door." Huang Mingan's eyes dodged, and when he mentioned this, he felt guilty, he said with an excuse: "It happens to be a little official business. I'll go to the study and I'll just have someone to bring the food here later."

"Wait for Ming'an." Princess Zhenyang called him and smiled and picked up a food box: "I just now have someone to bring the snacks, so you can put your stomach first."

As she said that, she opened the food box and brought out the snacks inside.

The dim sum was five small plates, four plates below, and one plate was stacked in the middle. After taking out all of them, there was a small letter underneath.

Zhenyang wanted to open it in confusion, but Huang Mingan quickly snatched it up: "Let me see, oh, I'm just apologizing, I have a good attitude, I'll go to Tingfeng Pavilion next time."

After saying that, he smiled stiffly: "Zhenyang, you eat first, I'll go to the study first."

Princess Zhenyang noticed that he was a little nervous, but when she saw that he was walking fast, she didn't think much about it.

I picked up a piece of dessert, hey, it was sweet but not greasy, it tasted really good, but unfortunately it was already cold. She would go to Tingfeng Pavilion to sit in and have some hot food the next few days.

On this end, Huang Ming'an burned the small letter in the study.

There were words of apology written on it, with a sincere tone, but it pointed out that he and his wife were sitting in Tingfeng Pavilion.

If Zhenyang saw this, it would be exposed.

Huang Ming'an's heartbeat was like a drum beat, and he muttered in his heart. It seemed that the people from Tingfeng Pavilion mistakenly thought Qin's wife.

But he did not specify his identity at all. The people from Tingfeng Pavilion actually chased him directly to Huang Mansion. Can he find him so quickly, will he not find out the difference between Zhenyang and Qin?

If he knew Qin's identity and sent such a letter to him and pressed him under the snack, wouldn't he be deliberately provoking his relationship with Zhenyang?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

But he is just a small official, so he shouldn't have to let people he doesn't know at all, so much trouble.

It shouldn't be that I just recognized him.

Frowning, he found the servant: "Go and check the background of Tingfeng Pavilion."

The servant went down to do it, but after a long search, he found out that the head of Tingfeng Pavilion's family was named Zhang, and he was a middle-aged man.

But if such a large teahouse can be built in a prosperous area in Kyoto, there must be some support behind it.

Huang Mingan snorted coldly and wrote a note to Tingfeng Pavilion in his heart.

Now I am from the Sixth Prince's Sect, and with the support of King Rong'an, it will be easy to destroy a teahouse when it becomes prosperous in the future.
Chapter completed!