Hibiscus Flower West Moon Splendid: Bodhi Casts a Mirror Heart

chapter 10
The chicken heart cake was baked, Yuan Feiyan watched me take a bite, and then used her green fingers to pick up a small piece of biscuit very gracefully and very slowly, and put it into the mouth of the delicate cherry to savor it carefully.I saw that beautiful phoenix eyes flashed with sentimental light for a while, and tears filled the eyelashes. The beauty of the picture is comparable to a food advertisement.Everyone at the scene was stunned, and I even had a whim: at this moment, if I ask Feibai to draw this picture and make it a big billboard for Jun’s food series Mizudo, then Mitsudo’s business will inevitably Huge crowds, huge profits...

I was thinking wildly, but Yuan Feiyan was obsessed with me and said: "It's the taste, I still remember it. It's just that the chicken heart cake made by Empress Xiaoxian is better than ours. In the past, my brother and I used to sneak away Come to eat, I don’t want Chongyang’er to like to eat.”

Little Chongyang didn't know when he slipped in, drooling at the little biscuit, stood on tiptoe, kept trying to pick up the biscuit, and said: "Father also likes to eat, Chongyang should bring more for Father. "

Yuan Feiyan and I were taken aback, and Chu Ren who came with him hurriedly took Chongyang away, and shouted: "Your Majesty is running around again, talking nonsense, how can a majestic county king like this kind of children's coarse food."

"Chongyang never lies. Father said, he still likes to eat fourth aunt's pancakes."

Churen and Chongyang gradually drifted away, and the lingering sound of the conversation fell on our hearts.A touch of blush was added to the originally non-smoky beauty, and then quickly receded, leaving only paleness.

Oh I got it!

Don't tell me, the Song Minglei in my impression does often stop by Biying and I's Dexinju for dinner.At that time, he especially liked to eat the cakes I baked. It may be because Song Minglei and I are both southerners, and the taste is so soft and sweet.Yu Feiyan is not very fond of my mouth, because he likes chewy and salty flavors; Jinxiu was the first to eat delicacies from mountains and seas in Ziyuan, and he was even less interested.Later, when Biying and I's living conditions improved slightly, I added some milk to the pancakes to give Biying more nutrition, but I didn't want this kid to come here more frequently.I remember that at that time, he always finished the whole meal in a gentle manner, and asked me politely how many to take away.At that time, I didn't care about it on the surface, and I picked out a few small ones and wrapped them for him, but in fact... my heart was bleeding.

One time, it might be because I really didn’t eat enough, after all, no matter how gentle a boy is in his developmental stage, he has a big appetite.He glanced at the big ones in the pot, didn't speak, just smiled at me, and stood still.I had no choice but to pack those big ones for him slowly with my mouth flattened—it was my own, and I reserved it for Biying to eat.He finally grinned, scratching my nose and laughing away.I was hungry, squinted at his leaving back, and silently shed painful tears.When Biying asked, I forced a smile and said, "Second brother loves my pancakes, I was moved to tears."

Biying's eyes lit up, and from then on she even more blatantly wrapped up all of me, including hers, and stuffed it to Song Minglei. I wanted to cry but had no tears.Fortunately, not long after, Xiaowuyi became prosperous one by one, our money became more abundant, and the food continued to improve.They are gradually busy, no longer have the opportunity to patronize.

When I woke up from the memories, Yuan Feiyan looked at me with cold eyes, silently buried his head in stacking biscuits one by one on a plate inlaid with silver agate, and handed them over to another maid named Chuyi, so that She took it to the front hall to share with the children, then lowered her pink neck, fiddled with the semolina randomly with her slender jade fingers, her pretty side face felt lonely for a while.

(End of this chapter)