pastoral pretty girl

Chapter 1144 Prince's Birthday
Hao Qingfeng made cakes yesterday, and the ones he made this morning were more successful than yesterday's. Song Qingge helped him make the fondant, and then this person kneaded the patterns by himself.

Don't say it, it's really hot eyes!

Song Qingge looked at the thing above, but couldn't tell what it was.

"What do you think of these two people?" Hao Qingfeng was proud.

"..."

Song Qingge really wanted to say, you are not like a human, but more like two ghosts...

Hao Qingfeng happily carried the cake to the Prince's Mansion, as well as biscuits and grapefruit tea, and of course, Song Qingge also gave Song Qingge a round glass bottle.

There is no shortage of dignitaries in the capital, not to mention the prince, even the son of an ordinary wealthy family will make a big fuss and invite a bunch of people to come for his birthday, but Zhou Jingwen's birthday is today, and the prince's mansion is particularly deserted.

Except for the gift sent by Concubine Leng in the palace, there was no one who gave the gift.

In fact, there were also a few years ago, but Zhou Jingwen never took it away, and no one gave it away after that, and I'm afraid I don't even remember his birthday.

Hao Qingfeng remembered that he came here every year, and he was not allowed to go in at first, but he could always find a way to get in, get beaten up, and get a meal in exchange.

Later, the people in the prince's mansion got used to it, because they found that the prince didn't dislike Hao Qingfeng's coming.

"Fatty Lord, you came later today than in previous years." The guards at the gate of the Prince's Mansion were very familiar with Hao Qingfeng.

"Hey, didn't you go to prepare gifts early in the morning? If your prince doesn't like it, how can you eat." Hao Qingfeng laughed.

After hearing his words, the guards at the gate all laughed. Everyone in the capital knew that this man could go anywhere and do anything for the sake of delicious food.

The chefs in the Prince's Mansion are really good at craftsmanship, and Zhou Jingwen recruits one or two new cooks every year, and changes the cooks every once in a while.

Hao Qingfeng entered the Prince's Mansion with ease, and walked inside familiarly, without asking, he knew that Zhou Jingwen must be reading in the study room, even if it was his birthday, it was the same as usual, without any change.

Except for going to court to listen to politics, he spends his time reading books at the mansion.

"Master Hao."

The maid at the door of the study was very polite to Hao Qingfeng.

"Open the door to me, I brought a lot of things this year, I guarantee there will be something your prince likes." Hao Qingfeng's two hands were full of things, otherwise he would just open the door and go in without passing on.

The two maidservants at the door snickered, fearing that this was the only way for the Prince's Mansion to celebrate birthdays every year.

Hao Qingfeng came with gifts, and Zhou Jingwen picked them out, and kept the ones he liked, Hao Qingfeng was able to eat smoothly, and threw them out with Hao Qingfeng if he didn't like them.

At this time, Hao Qingfeng wanted to stay for dinner, and it was inevitable that his skin would suffer.

After the study door was opened, Hao Qingfeng went in with a gift, and Zhou Jingwen was still sitting there reading a book as usual, with a meticulous posture.

"I said, aren't you tired from sitting like this? It's more comfortable to lie on the chair and put your legs on the table."

Hao Qingfeng has always been lazy, so he can do whatever he feels comfortable with.

Zhou Jingwen didn't even look at him, and continued to stare at the book in his hand.

"Come and take a look, I'm sure you'll like this year's items." Regardless of his indifference, Hao Qingfeng put all the gifts on the table, "Biscuits, I made them myself, if you haven't eaten them before, try them."

Zhou Jingwen glanced at the biscuits in the box in his hand, as if saying that you really made it?can eat?

(End of this chapter)