The two black treasures of Tiangui's escaped concubine

Chapter 164 Returning to the Moon Hall (4)
"Gong Jinxi, don't make him sad anymore. It's because you haven't seen him sad with your own eyes. If you had seen him with your own eyes, you wouldn't be angry with him today. Of course, when you are angry with him, I Believe it, his heart is as sweet as eating honey. Because his Gong Jinxi belongs to him from beginning to end."

The closed white fan was quietly drawn into the palm of the hand, just like the dust had settled.

Looking into his blue eyes, she didn't feel that there was any possibility of lying in them.He is his sworn brother, the one who knows him best.Her heart throbbed with shock at these words.

The love of the Son of Heaven is too far away.As long as she, Gong Jinxi, thinks about her family, she knows what it means to be startled every step of the way.However, as long as he really has a little thought on her, it is actually enough.As long as she knows, he will protect the safety of her father and mother in their palace family.

Her quiet face, in the night, is like a painting.

In the palace of Luhua, the shadow of the emperor looking out of the window, looking down from a high height, can recognize her back in the dark night at a glance.The corners of the cool and thin lips are slightly hooked.The way she slapped his palm tonight was like making his heart as sweet as honey.He could feel that she was his.For this, he can pay any price.

In the palace of the two little princes, when something about their parents seemed to be at odds, when it reached the ears of the two children, the little prince looked flustered, like a little old man walking around the room, sometimes frowning , sometimes sighed and breathed a long sigh, not knowing how to come forward to ease the relationship between parents.

In contrast, Xiao Mumu seemed to be so happy that she wanted to jump into the sky, her two little shoulders shrugged, and she danced a girly disco.Hehe, with a small mouth, he laughed so much that his saliva almost flowed down. Anyone who looked at his wicked smile would be shocked.

This snack, how could he be so happy when he heard that his mother slapped the emperor's father?
In fact, as long as you think about it in your heart, it is not difficult to understand.The snacks who have been tricked by the emperor Laozi countless times have long been waiting for the day when the emperor Laozi can eat up.

It seemed that only his mother was the greatest and most capable, and she really let out a sigh of relief for him, and punished that domineering and hateful emperor Lao Tzu for him.

In order to comfort mother, Xiao Mumu beckoned to the stunned little table: "Little table, take out the biscuits I made in the imperial dining room."

Snacks not only like to eat, but think that food is so delicious, and occasionally, do it yourself, it tastes more delicious.Therefore, among the emperors and princes of the Dongling Mausoleum, the snack food was the first to step into the imperial dining room to make dim sum by himself, and he had the potential of a chef.

Hua Xiyan was afraid that her son would be hungry when he was alone, so she taught her son some simple kitchen tasks.For snacks, making buns, steaming buns, cooking porridge and rice are all too simple.The most challenging thing is the pancakes that his mother taught him to make.This kind of biscuit, which can be made into the head of Little Pig Nini, is his favorite.

Little piggy Nini knew that in her master's heart, she actually loved eating it as a biscuit the most.As soon as he heard that the little master was going to take out the piggy biscuits from the imperial dining room, he immediately hid under the table, so as not to kill the little master to make up for it when he ate too happily.

Hearing his order, the small table opened the suitcase and took out a small cloth bag: "Master, here it is."

For his younger brother to be able to make a food called biscuits, which he had never heard of before, the little prince couldn't help being curious. He looked closer and asked his younger brother: "What is this? I have never heard of it before." Yes, is it delicious?"

"Do you dare to try it?" The snack food raised his eyebrows mysteriously at the little prince.

Hearing his brother's strange tone, this sinister little face, the little prince suddenly felt chills all over his body, and said: "No, no need."

Curiosity can poison a cat.The little prince who is good at patience understands righteousness, and under the strange face of his younger brother, he abandons his weapons and surrenders.

For this reason, the snack food gave the little prince a helpless look: "You dare not eat it yourself. Don't say that I will eat it for my mother. If I don't give it to you, you will be jealous."

jealous?For some reason, when I heard my brother throwing out these two words, I felt even more weird.The little prince raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat on his head again.

"Ben, I'm not jealous."

"Okay. Then I'm leaving." The snack boy rushed out of the room holding the cloth bag in his hand, clattering, his calves desperately waiting.The little table hurriedly followed behind him to escort him.

The little prince thought about it, and he was a little worried about his brother.It's not that I'm afraid that my brother will cause some trouble, but a feeling that I don't know what to do.It seems that my younger brother has to be thrown cold water by someone again.After much deliberation, I said to Eunuch Zhang, "You go ahead to explore the road, and I will follow. Look away."

There was no accident, the snack guy went directly to the place where his mother slept, the purpose of course was to please Tu Niang.It's just that he forgot one thing, since his mother returned to the palace, the Emperor Lao Tzu, whom he hates the most, spends almost every night with his mother.

When the snack guy ran into his mother's room, the emperor hadn't arrived yet, so the snack guy didn't have any sense of crisis. When he saw his mother, he rushed over with something to offer courteousness in both hands, and called sweetly: "Mother, I heard that mother is in a bad mood. , give mother something to eat."

My good son, knowing that my mother is in a bad mood, eating sweets can make me happy.

Hua Xiyan hugged her youngest son, pinching the too easy-to-knead bread Xiaoyan with her fingers habitually: "Where did you get it?"

I was afraid that my son would go to his warehouse to steal food again.Although the father thought it was only natural for his son to steal from his father, but this father who likes to deceive people, it is hard to guarantee that he will take this matter back and threaten and lure their mother and son.

"Mother." The snack food raised his eyebrows displeased at this, and said to his mother with some disdain, "I made it myself. Are the ones in his storehouse delicious?"

The son made her something to eat, alas, the mother's heart was immediately filled with honey.

He took his son's small cloth bag with both hands, and opened it cherishingly, to see what the son's tribute to his mother was wrapped inside.

Both mother and son were choking on their saliva, watching the little cloth bag unfold little by little.Unconsciously, a figure has approached their mother and son silently.

Followed by a slightly majestic father's voice: "Is it the food made by the playboy himself? Show me too."

The little prince, who was peeping on the window sill, stood on Eunuch Zhang's shoulder and suddenly swayed from side to side.In the room, his younger brother and his mother looked like they were struck by lightning suddenly.

After all, it is mother and child.Touching the food in the cloth bag with her fingers through the cloth, Hua Xiyan's head flashed, seeing her youngest son looking at Longyan like Xiaoyan who had been struck by lightning a few times, the most urgent thing was to quickly put the opened cloth bag back into place. Package back.

However, her youngest son was a very innocent child. He had done something wrong, so he was naturally very guilty. When she was wrapping the cloth, he touched it with his two little hands in a panic. Put it back into your arms and hide it, but the busier you are, the more chaotic you are, which is tantamount to adding chaos to Hua Xiyan.With her little hands making such a mess, Hua Xiyan didn't have time to remind her younger son, a corner of the cloth bag was scattered, and a few pieces fell to the ground with a clatter.

(End of this chapter)