The Empress Dowager

Chapter 442 Leisurely
At this moment, Panda happened to come down from the upstairs, and the shopkeeper hurriedly saluted Panda: "Boss, Miss Nangong has gone back."

Panda gave a "hmm", then walked to the stage in the middle and said a few words to the actor.

The middle-aged man happened to hear the conversation between Panda and the shopkeeper, and a barely visible smile rose from the corner of his mouth. It turned out that her surname was Nangong. The middle-aged man thought about it and walked up to the second floor.

Nangong Yue practiced for a few more months. Although her body did not recover, it was much better than before. At least, she didn't need someone to help her when she walked.

During this period of time, Murong Yu was busy with rectifying the fiefdom and getting married, and the entire Jingwang Mansion was filled with joy.

Since Nangong Yue came back from Yuchang, due to her illness, Nangong Yue has become more leisurely, wandering around the back garden of Prince Jing's Mansion every day.Occasionally walking around the streets, this day is actually a leisurely one.

Nangong Yue sat in the gazebo and looked at the lotus in the pond, competing to bloom. It was so lively, and a burst of fragrance wafted through her lover's heart.

Xiaoju stood by and fanned Nangong Yue, but she didn't know where her thoughts went?

"Miss, how about this pastry I made?"

At this moment, Dongmei walked in with a food box, put the food box on the stone table, opened the food box, and a burst of creamy aroma wafted, making people salivate.

"Sister Dongmei, what kind of pastry is this?" Xiaoju asked with a smile.

"Miss said it was called Tiramisu."

"Miss is really amazing, I have never seen this kind of pastry before."

"Don't say it's you, I haven't seen it either." Dongmei said with a smile. She suddenly remembered that when she first served the lady, the lady also said the same thing to make those pastries for her, but later because of some things I didn’t do it anymore, and now I’m starting to make these pastries again, but it’s a bit of an illusion to go back to the past.

Nangong Yuesu raised her hand lightly, took a piece of pastry and took a bite, leaving a faint milky scent between her lips and teeth.

Nangong Yue took a bite and then gave up the rest of the tiramisu to Dongmei and Xiaoju.

"Miss, you and the prince have been together for such a long time, and you are finally getting married. This servant girl is really happy for you!" Xiaoju said while eating cakes.

Dongmei glanced at Xiaoju, and said, "Why do you make Miss say that she can't get married?"

"Miss, this servant doesn't mean that, this servant is happy for you..." Xiaoju said hastily.

Nangong Yue smiled: "Dongmei, don't scare Xiaoju."

"Miss, you just have a good heart. Xiaoju is following you, so you won't care about her. If you meet another master, how can you punish Xiaoju for what happened today?" Dongmei said.

"That's right, Xiaoju's matter will be left to you in the future." Nangong Yue said with a smile, pointing to her shoulder: "Dongmei, give me a pinch."

"Yes, miss." Dongmei replied, put her hand on Nangong Yue's shoulder, and squeezed it lightly.

"Miss, how is the strength?" Dongmei asked.

Nangong Yue let out a "hmm" and enjoyed it.

"Yue'er..." At this moment, Murong Yu walked over slowly, dressed in white clothes like snow, his handsome face was like a painting, the corners of his mouth were curved into a beautiful arc, and his eyes were as gentle as water. Looking at Nangong Yue sitting on the stone bench, her Qingrun voice was very nice.

"Why are you here?" Nangong Yue asked as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Murong Yu's picturesque face.

Nangong Yue waved to Dongmei, and Dongmei stepped aside.

(End of this chapter)