The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

But what Huang Fulian thought was that no matter how delicious the pastry is, it can't compare to the one in the palace.

What he didn't expect was that Jiang Nanyan would like it so much.

This made him couldn't help but want to taste the craftsman of the shopkeeper.

Just after taking this small bite, the crisp and fragrant taste immediately filled the whole mouth, even Huang Fulian, who has tasted all kinds of delicacies, couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and secretly sighed about the craftsmanship of the shopkeeper.

It was really good, no wonder Jiang Nanyan liked it so much. [

Huangfu Lian nodded, and was about to take another bite, but Jiang Nanyan had already taken a step ahead and ate the remaining small piece of pastry in his hand.

He was slightly stunned, and then showed a slight smile, seeing the stunned and dizzy look on the shopkeeper's face.

This, this, this pair of men and women are really outstanding, people can't help but stare blankly.

Jiang Nanyan didn't have time to worry about how handsome and charming Huangfulian's smile was, her current thoughts were all on the cakes on the porcelain plate.

She ate mouthful after mouthful, admiring the shopkeeper's craftsmanship while eating, and praised the shopkeeper, who was nearly seventy years old, so high that she almost couldn't recognize who she was.

Huang Fulian looked at Jiang Nanyan's satisfied expression, with smiles on her brows, and while offering warm tea, she reminded, "Don't eat too much, you won't be able to eat dinner when you go back later."