Daily life of the crown princess

Chapter 529
The bald chef hurriedly said, "Your Highness, there are more noodles this time."

"How about that?"

"Just add some water, but the water needs to be..." Add little by little.

Before the bald chef finished speaking, Jing Mo quickly poured down two bowls of water.

After several times, the dough, which was kneaded with two hands, turned into a big pot in the end.

The blue veins on Jing Mo's forehead jumped happily, "Is this the case?"

Several chefs: "..."

They knew the reason, but what can they do? Before they even started talking, His Royal Highness had already completed all the steps one step ahead of them, and they didn't even have time to make corrections.

When the dumplings were cooked and put into bowls, the chefs had complicated expressions while dripping sweat from their foreheads.

I don't know who offended His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to be tortured like this.

The dough is not kneaded, the surface is full of bumps, the filling is okay, but there is almost no salty taste.

However deceiving, the shape of each dumpling is very good looking.

Today is His Highness the Crown Prince's birthday banquet, and everyone is eating and drinking on the table, so who can be so unlucky to eat this bowl of dumplings?

emperor?Empress?Or the empress dowager?

Several chefs thought about it, but they couldn't think of a specific person.

It's not that they didn't think about the princess, but that no matter how much a man loves his wife, it's impossible for him to cook for himself.

Jing Mo's matter was also tightly covered, except for the people in the East Palace who knew, the only one who knew was Jing Xuan.

Needless to say, the maids, eunuchs and guards in the East Palace, if they were dishonest, Jing Mo would not be able to keep them here.

With a "squeak", the door of Lanfang Pavilion was opened.

Several court ladies walked out one after another.

Through the layers of tassels and red gauze, Gu Qinglan saw a figure slowly walking towards her.

Standing in front of her, she saw a pair of extremely delicate red boots.

It was not embroidered with the dragon and phoenix pattern she thought it was, but just like the sachet, a pair of wild geese hovered over the upper.

The love is lingering, and the two don't trust each other.

Her breathing was slightly stagnant, and some pictures uncontrollably appeared in her mind.

A pair of black boots stood in front of her, and the man's slightly cold voice sounded.

Let her be the crown princess in the East Palace in peace, and don't think about other things.

However, such a picture seemed to be shattered into fragments before her eyes bit by bit, and finally turned into nothingness, never to be seen again.

"Qingqing, I'm here." He opened his mouth.

There was uncontrollable joy in her tone, and she was as happy as he was in her heart.

Gu Qinglan freed one hand and stretched it out from the red gauze, "I've been waiting for you."

What she waited for was finally that he ran away with joy, instead of the cold disgust like before.

Hearing this sentence, unspeakable guilt flashed in Jing Mo's eyes, he knelt down, took her hand, and murmured softly, "I can't restore that red makeup, I'm sorry."

Jing Mo originally wanted the Ministry of Rites to choose a good day to do it again, but if he did so, there would be no other concubines in the East Palace, and Gu Qinglan, who was a crown princess, would be on the cusp of the storm again.

He feels a little guilty, and now he can only do this.

Gu Qinglan scratched his palm and smiled, "Compared to the ten-mile red makeup that was shown to civil and military officials and the people of the world, I like this time better, because only you and I are here, and your heart is true , My heart is also true."

(End of this chapter)