Divine Doctor and Farmer's Girl: Buy a husband to farm

Chapter 1886 The Empress He Heng ([-])
Shang Niyi called Hang Heng to his palace for dinner.

"I have nothing else to do. I made some thorn rose candy. I thought you like it, so I let you taste it."

In the exquisite five-bat porcelain plate, pink thorn rose sugar is neatly placed, like rose petals sprinkled with a layer of hoarfrost.

Hang Hang casually picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, smacked it, and nodded in appreciation: "Ms. Shang's cooking this year is better than last year's. Let me think about it, adding tangerine peel this year, what else..."

"Cumin."

"That's right, that's right." Hang Hang nodded again and again, "It's cumin. Madam Shang actually thought of adding cumin..."

"Those who tried indiscriminately only succeeded in a small can, wasting a dozen cans."

"Hee hee, it will be fine next year. Later, Madam Shang will give me half of it."

"It doesn't matter..."

Hang Heng stretched out his hand and tugged on Shang Niyi's sleeve, "Don't be so stingy, Lady Shang!"

"It's all yours. I don't like such sweet and greasy things, and I don't have anyone else to give them to me." Shang Niyi said coldly.

Hang Hang was satisfied, "I knew that Madam Shang loved me the most. When I become emperor in the future, I will let you and my mother be the empress dowager."

"The empress dowager is worth a jar of candy?" Shang Niyi reached out and tapped her forehead, but a smile couldn't help showing on her white face, "Don't just say that you are your father's favorite. One day he will be in a mood It’s not good to hit the muzzle of the gun, and it’s a good punishment.”

Because of Hang Hang's special status and the close relationship between father and daughter, Hang Hang said many shocking words in the past, just opened his mouth.

"Don't worry, my father won't let it go." Hang Heng smiled triumphantly, "Ms. Shang, why didn't I see a few people when I came in just now?"

"What are you trying to do with me?" Shang Niyi laughed dumbfounded, and reached out to touch the top of her head, "With you running here every day with poisonous eyes, who would dare to neglect me?"

"That is." Hang Heng said, "So why are there only these few people?"

"There are so many people making noise, I sent the extra people to plant flowers in the garden."

Only Shang Niyi could come up with this kind of idea.

She is an elegant person, and she calls herself "Huanu", even if she knows that the emperor's small character is "Jinnu", she will not change it.

So she sent someone to plant flowers, but she really didn't think it was a bad job.

In her spare time, she often does it herself.

Hang Heng blindly indulged her relatives, so she didn't remind her that the ladies in the palace would complain about this.

She savored her candy with relish, and Shang Niyi sat down beside her with the unfinished fan, bowing her head and embroidering one stitch at a time.

Seeing her green clouds looming low and her collar like a grub, Hang Heng suddenly couldn't help asking: "Ms. Shang, are you happy in the palace?"

Shang Ni paused, almost pricking her finger with the tip of the needle, raised her head and said with a smile: "You child, what are you thinking about? If I am not happy, can your mother force me to stay? I am in this palace, do you want anything? What can't you do? Don't tell me this, are you deliberately changing the subject? Don't you know why I called you here?"

"Eat thorn rose candy." Hang Heng pretended to be stupid.

Shang Niyi put the fan on his lap, half of the peony bushes had been embroidered with gold and silver threads, it was lifelike and beautiful.

"Are you still pretending to be a ghost with me?" Shang Niyi tapped her forehead with her white and slender fingertips, "Aren't you really asking for it?"

"Ms. Shang doesn't believe me?" Hang Hang tilted his head and looked at her, his eyes were sly and bright, and his black pupils were shining.

"I believe you. But Hang Heng, you are precocious, but with so many people, aren't you afraid that you won't end up in the end?" Shang Niyi said worriedly, her brows furrowed.

Hang Hang wiped his hands, picked up the fan on her lap and looked it over, and then said word by word: "I'm afraid it won't start. Madam Shang will wait and see, this matter is not that troublesome."

"Are you sure? Then tell me."

"No one will tell, hehe."

Shang Niyi knew that if she refused to speak, it would be useless to ask further, so he said: "Just think about it, no matter what happens, your father is still here."

"I think so too!"

Shang Niyi: "..."

Seeing her confident appearance, Shang Niyi tried hard to convince himself that he was thinking too much; but after hearing her words, his heart suddenly hung up again.

"Mistress Shang, I won't embarrass you, don't worry!"

Seeing that she couldn't ask, Shang Niyi pushed her away again: "Since all the big words have been uttered, why don't you hurry up and prepare, what are you doing here? If you are prepared, you will be safe. Go quickly, and you don't have to come to me all the time these days. I'm fine with everything."

Hang Hang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Ms. Shang, don't be so nervous, it's such a big deal!"

Shang Niyi is not the only one who is worried about her.

She heard that Wu Yu came to look for her in the East Palace, so she jumped out to greet her.

"Brother, why are you here?" She pulled Wu Yu's sleeve and said.

Every time Yan Nian argued with her about "does she have a brother", she wished that Wu Yu was her own brother.

Wu Yu has a clean and soft temperament, Hang Heng is very willing to get close to him.

Wu Yu was wearing the uniform clothes of the Imperial College, and she looked even more handsome, but at the moment her face was anxious, out of breath, with beads of sweat on her forehead and the tip of her nose.

Wu Yu looked down at the little hand pulling her cuff, her heart softened suddenly, and said: "Your Highness, I heard that you made a bet with the ministers in the court... You don't know, Hu Zheng, the Qintian Supervisor, is very old and has always acted Calm..."

"How did brother know?" Hang Heng pulled him in, smiling authentically, "Did you ask for it just for me? It's nice to have a brother."

Wu Yu has a restrained personality, and when she heard her bluntly say "Brother is so kind", she immediately blushed.

But he has fair skin, so there is nothing to hide this blush.

Seeing him, Hang Heng thought, Brother Wu blushes so easily, how can he ask for a wife in the future.

But she was very measured, knowing that teasing him would make him even more at a loss, so she just thought about it in her heart, and at the same time, she thought that when she grew up, Brother Wu didn't have a wife, she had to help.

Look, how difficult it is for her.

"Your Highness, I, I, I... I'm not joking with you." Wu Yu stammered, "This matter is really serious. I'm worried that someone will dig a trap for you and bully you when you are young..."

"Brother, don't worry, I know what's in mind." Hang Heng asked someone to serve tea, smiling authentically.

A small person, sitting on the first chair, obviously his feet can't reach the ground, but his aura is already natural, not angry and majestic.

"Then, Your Highness, have you ever thought about how it would end if something happened in the middle?" Wu Yu looked anxious.

People who really care about will think of the worst result; while people who are blindly flattering will never say such depressing words.

Hang Heng nodded, "Thought about it."

Wu Yu's eyes suddenly showed anticipation.

(Happy Chinese New Year, peace and joy, I love you~)

(End of this chapter)