As soon as Uncle Yuan's words came out of his mouth, Yun Chan immediately understood what he meant.
He wanted to slowly figure out the seasoning by himself through the taste of the noodles.
Somewhat interesting.
Yunchan knew that ancient people were actually very smart, and their learning ability and creativity were no less than those of modern people.
Maybe it can really make him think of noodles that taste similar to instant noodles.
"What's so difficult about this?"
Yunchan readily agreed.
After such a long time, you can’t just eat for free, right?
"When I have time, I'll make a big pot and you can study it slowly."
"real?"
When Uncle Yuan heard this, his expression suddenly became happy, and then he immediately waved his hand: "No, no, just make a small bowl. Don't waste such delicious things."
"How could it be wasted? Can't we just feed it to everyone?"
"Princess, you must not do it. Giving it to them would be a waste. The prince will definitely blame you if he finds out."
Yun Chan didn't quite understand this.
How can I cook noodles for everyone and still be “blamed”?
But since he said that, Yun Chan naturally wouldn't force it.
"Then it will be as you say."
"Thank you, Princess."
After lunch, Yun Chan went to Youlan Garden for a walk. When she saw that everything was normal, she didn't stay any longer. With Shi Ning watching, she didn't feel worried at all.
Afterwards, she returned to Qixuan Pavilion for a lunch break.
I plan to wait until night, select the style and color of furniture from the book on the ground, and then pick up the items through the star field map and return them to the space warehouse for storage.
…
Recently, Dongfang Ming's performance in the court was very outstanding. Dongfang Yiyuan greatly praised him and made him favored. He took the opportunity to win over the courtiers and establish his own power.
Some time ago, Zeng was indeed so powerful that he even ignored the powerful Yun Xiang and began to suppress him everywhere.
In the harem, Concubine Liang, who had always lived in seclusion, actually became arrogant, constantly provoking Yun Qingyan, and even united with most of the concubines to accuse Yun Qingyan of various wrongdoings in front of Dongfang Yiyuan, threatening to have her imprisoned.
Pull down the throne of the head of the harem.
That's why Yun Fu and Yun Qingyan were so anxious during that time, wanting to quickly cultivate someone who could compete with Dongfang Ming.
Apart from Sang Zhan, they could not find any other suitable candidate in a short period of time.
Yun Fu was very satisfied with Sang Zhan and didn't think there was anything suspicious about Sang Zhan. In addition, he married his own daughter. With this relationship, there was no reason to choose someone else.
But Yun Qingyan didn't think so. She didn't know Sang Zhan's life experience and always had a dubious attitude towards him.
But now, the Yun family is being suppressed. Over the years, the Yun family has become too powerful, which has long made Dongfang Yiyuan jealous and dissatisfied. He is worried that he will not find a chance to take action. Dongfang Ming's move is undoubtedly to help Dongfang Yiyuan.
Yuan solved the problem.
It is precisely because of this that Dongfang Yiyuan is indifferent to Dongfang Ming's recent actions and turns a blind eye, just to allow Dongfang Ming's power to rise and suppress the Yun family's power.
The two forces were on an equal footing, and with the addition of Xia Yu, the imperial guard who was affiliated with the royal family, the three forces checked and balanced each other. Only the emperor of Dongfang Yi Yuan could sit back and relax.
pity.
After all, Dongfang Ming is still too conceited, or in other words, his opponent is too powerful.
At the beginning, the person he was most jealous of and feared was Sang Zhan, but after all, Sang Zhan was not of royal blood, and there was no way he could threaten his position as prince no matter how hard he tried.
He probably never imagined that someone would be so bold as to find someone who was not of royal blood to compete with him for the position of prince.
By the time he realized something was wrong, it was already too late.
at this time.
Imperial Palace Study Room.
Dongfang Yiyuan stood alone in front of a wall with a landscape painting hanging on it. He stared at the painting for a long time, sighed inaudibly, and then slowly walked forward.
It turned out that there was a groove hidden behind the painting.
The mechanism in the groove can open a long hidden grid behind the landscape painting.
Dongfang Yiyuan took out another painting from the hidden compartment.
He cleaned the desk and carefully unfolded the painting smoothly.
The portrait turned out to be a young woman with an alluring appearance.
That woman, as can be seen from the look in the portrait, must be a dignified and elegant lady from a famous family.
Next to the portrait, the woman's name is also marked.
Wanru.
Dongfang Yiyuan stared at the woman in the portrait, his deep black and sharp eyes revealing tenderness and longing that were not easily noticeable.
"Are you still alive?"
He murmured to himself: "If you are still alive, why is there no news at all?"
Why can't it be found?
"Wanru, where are you?"
Dongfang Yiyuan was immersed in his own thoughts and didn't notice at all when a figure as tall as jade stood outside the door.
When he heard the words "Wanru, where are you?", his whole body froze obviously.
But soon, it returned to normal again.
"Boom!"
The next moment, there was a knock on the door of the imperial study room.
"who?"
Dongfang Yiyuan quickly wanted to put the portrait away, but before he could respond, someone from outside pushed the door open and entered.
When he saw that the person coming was Sang Zhan, he stopped what he was doing.
"Zhan'er is here. You haven't left the palace so late. It's really hard on you."
"This is what I should do."
After Sang Zhan entered the door, he didn't stop until he walked to the desk.
When his eyes glanced at the portrait that he had not yet had time to put away, his pupils suddenly tightened, and even his hands under the robe could not help but clenched tightly into fists.
He forced his body to relax and not show any emotion.
"Your Majesty, who is the woman in the portrait?"
Sang Zhan stared at the woman in the portrait and asked curiously: "Why, I have never seen her before?"
"Her name is Wanru."
Dongfang Yiyuan sighed again, his expression seemed to be lost in long-lasting memories. After a while, he slowly replied: "Wanru, she is the woman I love most in my life."
"My favorite woman?"
Sang Zhan's voice also lowered, like a somewhat uncertain rhetorical question, or a somewhat mocking question.
The tone was very light, almost imperceptible.
"Then...why isn't she in the palace? Why doesn't the emperor marry her?"
After another moment, Sang Zhan asked seemingly unintentionally.
Maybe it was held in his heart for too long, or maybe it was Sang Zhan who gave Dongfang Yiyuan the desire to talk. When he heard Sang Zhan's question, Dongfang Yiyuan answered him without hesitation.
He said: "Why don't I want to marry her? However, over the years, I have searched all over the country, but I have not found even a little bit of information about her. I have no idea where she is."
"Have you been looking for her?"
"To this day, I have never thought of giving up."
Sang Zhan remained silent.
He didn't say anything for a long while.
Dongfang Yiyuan silently put the portrait away, like a treasure, and put it back into the hidden compartment.
"Do you think I can still find her?"
"..."
Can't find it.
Can never be found.
When he didn't get an answer, Dongfang Yiyuan thought to himself and said: "I know, there is little hope."
But he won't give up.
That year, when he went to her home, he found out that she was pregnant.
It's his child.
She was born into a scholarly family, and getting pregnant before marriage was such a scandal. As a girl, she had to endure so many cold words, so much humiliation and looks at her, and finally, she was forced to run away from home.