"Hey, the wind and sunshine are beautiful, but the world is in decline."
After successfully "escaping" from Chu Feng, Zhang Qingjiu felt that he was really bored without Chu Lan by his side. After walking around the house, he strolled all the way back to Jianjia Courtyard.
Zidie heard Chu Feng say that Zhang Qingjiu would be back early this morning, so she hurried down to the small kitchen to make her some newly learned snacks. As soon as she saw her coming back, she happily went up to her, holding the plate in her hand, with a look on her face.
As if offering a treasure, "Little miss, you are finally back!"
"Yeah." Zhang Qingjiu smiled slightly, pulled up the swing in the yard and sat down, taking a look at the steaming snacks, "Let me see, sophora flower paste, osmanthus nectar, chrysanthemum cake...
Purple Butterfly, although your name refers to spring, it doesn’t mean that you have gathered autumn’s nest, right?”
"What do you mean?" Zi Die was stunned, her big grape eyes widened, and she didn't react for a while.
"What the young lady means is that these snacks of yours are all made from autumn ingredients." Yunque also followed over, still with a cold expression on his face, but when he saw Zhang Qingjiu, he softened instantly and respectfully said
A salute was made.
"That's it." Zidie suddenly understood, smiled sheepishly, and pointed to the small garden behind Zhang Qingjiu, "I just picked whatever was in the garden without thinking too much."
Hearing these words, Zhang Qingjiu's fingers holding the pastry suddenly stopped, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Where did you just say you picked it from?"
"The small garden at the back." Purple Butterfly looked innocent and said with excitement and joy in her tone: "The little lady didn't come back. I thought it was a pity that they were missing, so I just took advantage of the time when they were in bloom.
Picked it off."
"All, have you picked them all?"
When is it at its most colorful?
The cake in Zhang Qingjiu's hand fell onto the plate again with a clatter, his eyes filled with despair.
Who will tell her that there is a murderous master in this house?
The flowers in the back of the yard were all newly bloomed in the Wei Mansion, and Chu Lan specially asked people to move them from the back garden of the Prince's Mansion.
She didn't come back, but...
Zhang Qingjiu wanted to cry as soon as he saw the beautiful and beautiful flowers turned into snacks.
If Chu Lan knew about it, would he take them all back?
He picked up the pastry again, stuffed a piece of Zhang Qingjiu into his mouth, raised his eyes to look at the free clouds on the horizon, and said quietly, "Purple Butterfly, you did a good job, don't do it next time..."
Zidie blinked her eyelashes, and there was a bit of confusion in her big eyes. The little lady felt good eating, so should she do it or not?
Suddenly, Zidie's eyes rolled, as if there was nothing.
He put the plate in his hand on the table and turned back to the small kitchen.
When she came out again, the thing in her hand was no longer a plate, but...
I saw that she was carrying a ten-inch food box. The food box was not small at all, and the handle was so long that it even reached past her knees. She was almost dragging it along with the straps.
But her face was full of excitement, and she rushed towards Zhang Qingjiu. As she walked, she couldn't wait to say, "Little miss, I won't do it next time, but I did enough this time!"
"Pa-ta-" This time, Zhang Qingjiu's cake finally fell from his hand to the ground.
Zidie, are you serious?
There are so many, maybe the entire back garden has been taken away, right?
It's not that the flowers wither, it's that she really knows how to wither...
Skylark looked on and felt something was wrong. He pulled Zidie who was about to rush forward and asked in a low voice, "Miss, is there anything wrong?"
"There's nothing wrong." Zhang Qingjiu took a deep breath, opened the food box, took a look, couldn't help but sigh, and then closed it with a "snap".
What a sin...
"Little, little miss?" Zidie finally noticed something was wrong and immediately became nervous, "D-did I do something wrong?"
"No." Zhang Qingjiu closed his eyes, opened them again, and picked up the food box, "Skylark, just send these to the Prince's Mansion."
"Prince's Mansion?" Yunque trembled.
"Yes." Zhang Qingjiu nodded firmly, "If you give it to the prince, just say it's from me."
Since these were obtained from Chu Lan, Chu Lan naturally cannot miss them.
First, it is for the rain and dew to spread evenly.
Second, it was just in case Chu Lan was discovered one day and Chu Lan had already boarded the pirate ship.
How could Yunque know what Zhang Qingjiu was thinking about? Just thinking about Chu Lan's cold face made her feel inexplicably uneasy. Could she refuse?
Of course she couldn't refuse.
Finally, Yunque carried the food box and went to the door of the Prince's Mansion.
Huo Wu happened to come back from outside. The two had met at the Prime Minister's Mansion. When he saw it was her, Huo Wu obviously still remembered it.
He immediately jumped off the carriage, smiled slightly, stepped forward and said, "Is this the Skylark girl next to the Crown Princess? I wonder why you came to the Crown Prince's Mansion today?"
As she said that, she turned her gaze to the huge food box in her hand, with a little more interest in her eyes.
Being able to come here is naturally related to her master, the princess.
Yunque didn't seem to hear it, and didn't react for a long time - it wasn't that he was frightened, but he was simply shocked by his words "Crown Princess".
He actually called her family the crown princess in such a grand manner?
Although she knew that sooner or later her elders would become the crown princess and heard about what happened in the palace, when these three words actually appeared, Yunque had an inexplicable feeling that Zhang Qingjiu was leaving them.
.
Seeing that Yunque didn't respond for a long time, Huo Wu spoke again and pointed to the food box in her hand, "Miss Yunque? What are you?"
"My lord asked me to deliver this to His Highness the Crown Prince. Please, General Huo, please send it to His Highness the Crown Prince." Taking a deep breath, Skylark raised his head, handed the food box over, turned around and ran away.
Looking at the direction she was leaving, Huo Wu touched her nose, weighed the food box in her hand, and sighed.
That's all, it's just in time, so let him deliver it.
Carrying the food box all the way to the study room of the Prince's Mansion, Huo Wu bowed and went in.
After entering, he did not talk about the food box first, but put it aside and reported the result of nearly breaking his leg during this period.
"Your Highness, we have prepared 2,973 items of those things, six of them are still on the way, and one more needs to be found."
"Yes." Chu Lan slowly raised her eyes, glanced at him without trace, and nodded, "Hurry."
"Yes..." Huo Wu clenched his fists, he would never delay his master's important event!
Just when he was about to talk about the food box, he saw the man who had lowered his eyes staring at the brocade box placed aside.
Regarding His Highness's appearance of not needing money now, Huo Wu sighed in his heart, but a smile appeared on his face involuntarily, and he started to say without him asking, "This is the pastry sent by the Crown Princess. She said it was
I want to let His Highness have a taste."
She had already known that this must be the case, but when someone told her, Chu Lan still felt inexplicable joy from the bottom of her heart.
So, he curled his lips and said, "Well, bring it up."
Huo Wu felt that His Highness the Crown Prince's "hmm" sounded inexplicably tender and proud.