Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 863 It's always what he thought (3)
She took a bite of the shrimp, and blinked at Tang Huang, "What you said... is there a difference?" Just peeling a shrimp, but the emperor can be so angry, he has enough time.

"Smelly girl!" Tang Huang was furious, and his paralyzed hand trembled even more.

Tang Mo hurriedly stood up to smooth things over, "Father, calm down, anger is bad for your health, and my son will peel the shrimp for you too!" He also caught a shrimp, but instead of peeling it with his hands, he gently picked it up with chopsticks. The shrimp and shell were separated, but his hands were still clean.

Wang Hai picked up the prawns with his chopsticks and put them in the Tang Emperor's bowl, "Look, Your Majesty, how filial the Fifth Prince is!"

Tang Huang nodded slightly, "I didn't make too many comments!"

Tang Huang looked at He Liancheng with somewhat provocative eyes. He had practiced the skill of peeling shrimp for a long time.

The cooks in the Fifth Prince's Mansion were tired of cooking shrimp, but Tang Mo still took the trouble.

He Liancheng's eyes were cold, and he told Tang Mo with his eyes: so what if you peel it well?so what?
Yes, there is nothing to do, in the end, the shrimp he peeled will never be able to enter that person's bowl.

Tang Mo was wilted, and sat back again, lowering his head to pick the vegetables in his bowl.

Mu Xiang was not interested in the flashes between them, her eyes were on the back of the screen, where the female relatives were.

If her guess is right, Song Yuzhu should have already made a move.

It is impossible for her to come to toast after she is seated, which is against the rules.The emperor is still here, she doesn't have the courage.

Then the poison may have been laid down long ago, but where was it placed?
Tang Xin put a piece of lamb chops in Tang Yan's bowl, and said in a low voice, "Brother, eat more, you can't fill your stomach with only soup!"

Mu Xiang narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at Tang Yan's bowls and chopsticks, and suddenly gasped, "Did the fourth prince bring his own bowls and chopsticks?"

As soon as she said that, everyone else looked at Tang Yan.

The table was full of small blue and white bowls, but his bowl was made of purple sand, with exquisite patterns engraved on it, and the workmanship was extremely exquisite.

Tang Yan smiled weakly, "I'm in poor health, and I'm afraid I'll pass on a disease that shouldn't be passed on to you, so I always bring my own bowls and chopsticks for meals. This is the case in the palace, and the emperor knows about it."

What he said was true, the emperor did know, not only the emperor knew, but also the few people sitting here. It was not the first time she discovered Mu Xiang's power of observation, but it was the first time she brought it up in front of everyone.

But at this moment, she suddenly mentioned that besides Tang Xin, the others would inevitably have to think a little more.

Mu Xiang glanced at his dining utensils again, "You should have said it earlier, Prince Xiang's Mansion does not have purple sand tableware, why do you need to bring it alone!"

The sun shines on the screen, reflecting a figure.

As soon as she finished speaking, two people walked out from behind the screen.

Song Yuzhu walked up to Tang Yan with a shy smile, as if he was an admirer, "The little girl heard that the fourth prince's appetite is not good, so she ordered her maid to prepare a pot of ginseng tea. Don't be disgusted."

Mu Xiang kicked Tang Yan under the table, and the eyes of He Liancheng beside her changed, and he glanced at Mu Xiang dissatisfied.

A jealous man is still quite handsome.

Mu Xiang smiled at him flatteringly, then looked at Song Yuzhu, and before Tang Yan was about to refuse, she said, "Since it's Miss Song's kindness, how can the Fourth Prince refuse it? Hurry up!"

"Hey, I'll come in person," Song Yuzhu was overjoyed, holding the teapot himself, and poured a cup of ginseng tea for Tang Yan.

"Thank you for your kindness, Miss." At this moment, Tang Yan didn't want to say anything, so he could only stand up and salute her.

Seeing this scene, Emperor Tang was very happy, "This is the lady from Song Shilang's family, right? I haven't seen it much before, I can see that you are very careful, and you know how to ask someone to prepare a pot of ginseng soup. From now on, you will often go to the Fourth Prince's Mansion to walk around, Yan'er is not in good health, there should be someone to take care of him!"

In Song Shilang's capacity, for his daughter to marry the fourth prince as his concubine, that is flattering him.

But it was also because of this that Emperor Tang could feel more at ease.

Song Yuzhu was insanely happy, and hurriedly thanked her, "I thank the emperor for your kindness, my daughter will definitely live up to the emperor's entrustment!"

Tang Yan's face was very dark and gloomy, as if it was going to rain heavily.The bowl of ginseng soup was steaming, but he refused to pick it up.

Seeing that he didn't move, Mu Xiang hurriedly urged, "The girl brought the ginseng soup and poured it for you herself. If you don't drink it quickly, don't disappoint the kindness of the family. If you feel too tired, here And wine, let's drink together!"

She put the wine glass next to the ginseng soup, and almost picked it up to pour him.

Tang Yan looked at Mu Xiang, his eyes seemed to open and gather like thousands of miles of starry sky, changing endlessly in an instant, "Okay, my king will drink."

This Miss Song was standing beside him, as if she was waiting for him to drink it, and he couldn't do without it!

Song Yuzhu watched Tang Yan drink the medicine with his own eyes, feeling extremely happy in his heart.

The same happy people include her maidservant Chun Tao, followed by Mu Qingyang's followers.

"The fourth prince had a great time drinking it. It would be best for Miss Song to send him a bowl of ginseng soup every day from now on," He Liancheng said with a hint of schadenfreude.

Tang Yan's expression was painful. He drank a bowl of soup and a bowl of wine.

The difference is that one bowl is forced, and the other is voluntary.

The servant hurriedly handed over a towel and warm water for him to rinse his mouth.

After he sat down, he found that Song Yuzhu hadn't left, but was still staring at him, "Miss, is there anything else?"

"Uh... I don't have any more," Song Yuzhu had no reason to stay after the soup was delivered.But she was not reconciled, so she dawdled and didn't take a few steps.She just wanted to wait for him to say that she was uncomfortable, so she could rush to him.

Mu Xiang noticed Song Yuzhu's expression, and also noticed Tang Yan's frowning eyebrows.

Out of the corner of his eye, He Liancheng glanced at the wine glass that Tang Yan drank, seemingly unintentionally, and that glass of wine was poured by Mu Xiang...

Kang Bo accompanied Cai Yun and Liu Chen to toast, but they didn't dare to say anything, so Mu Xiang did it for them.

(End of this chapter)