Chapter 128 Longevity Noodles

In winter, the lake is frozen, and the remaining lotus leaves are frozen in the pavilion in the middle of the lake by transparent ice, which creates a unique artistic conception. Rime hangs on the branches of the willows by the lake, and the hanging ice spikes are very beautiful.

Su Zhenzhen followed the palace lanterns and red silk to the pavilion in the middle of the lake. She looked at Rong Jinchen, who was kneading dough under the guidance of the imperial chef on a stove not far away by the lake, and tears fell uncontrollably.

Seeing His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan who was kneading dough, Bai Zhi looked up in the direction of the Princess as if she had sensed something, and was about to walk over with her brows furrowed. Fortunately, she suddenly saw the Princess's tears falling, and she was startled and quickly wiped her little pearls with a handkerchief.

It was terrible. I almost failed to take good care of him.

Rong Jinchen was originally kneading dough methodically when he looked up and saw Su Zhenzhen with tears in her eyes. Seeing that she couldn't help shedding a tear, he strode over to her. Even though Bai Zhi had wiped her tears clean, he still felt distressed and asked softly, "Qingqing, why are you crying? Who wronged you?"

Seeing the girl pursed her lips and said nothing, his voice became softer, "Don't cry, my hands are dirty, I can't hold you and comfort you, who bullied you?" The next moment, the chubby girl in front of him threw herself into his arms, crying softly, "You bullied me and made me cry." How could there be such a bad man?

Rong Jinchen frowned, his hands still stained with flour, and he couldn't hug her back, so he just smiled and said: "Qingqing, how dare I bully you?" Doing it on the bed didn't count, that was love.

Su Zhenzhen rubbed her little head against his brocade robe. This man's body temperature was so high in winter, and he was not afraid of the cold at all. She said in a delicate voice: "Why would my husband cook?" He is the most beloved prince of His Majesty. Besides, the ancients said that gentlemen should stay away from the kitchen.

Although the man in front of her was a love-brained prince, who had already embroidered a sachet for her and served her tenderly and thoughtfully...

Well, Su Zhenzhen wasn't exactly surprised, she was just touched by his thoughtfulness. "It's Qingqing's birthday. I heard Qingqing say that before she got married, her mother-in-law would personally cook you a bowl of longevity noodles every year. I don't want you to feel that your life is less happy after getting married." Isn't it just making noodles?

Suddenly, Su Zhenzhen's heart softened. It was only when a man had you in his heart that he would take the little things of everyday life to heart. "Husband, a little more." Her eyelashes trembled as she spoke their secret code.

Rong Jinchen looked at her buried in his arms, reluctant to get up, lowered his eyes and smiled: "Okay, Qingqing, are you hungry? Your husband will give you something to eat." He had practiced secretly many times.

The girl with curved eyebrows nodded obediently, raised her little head from his arms, and showed a gentle smile, "Thank you, husband, you are so good to me." She couldn't help but rub him again.

Rong Jinchen couldn't help but lower his neck and kiss her forehead, his eyes full of tenderness and love, "Let's go, my dear."

Bai Zhi secretly watched her own princess from a distance. She held her little face in one hand and a small hand-warming stove in the other. She stared at the prince kneading the dough and pulling the noodles in an orderly manner. She couldn't help but smile like an aunt.

Suddenly, he was awakened by a voice, "Miss Baizhi, I bought some sugar-roasted chestnuts. Would you like some?" Gu Cheng said in a low voice, his wheat-colored complexion tinged with red.

Lu Wu whispered: "Master Gu, why is it that only Sister Baizhi has it, but Eunuch Gu and I don't have it?" She could see that Master Gu was interested in Sister Baizhi.

Gu Heng smiled, pursed his lips and said nothing. Their young Master Gu had finally come to his senses, and he didn't want to hold him back.

Bai Zhi's originally beautiful face was flushed, and now after being teased by Lu Wu, her face turned even redder like a boiled shrimp. Gu Cheng was stunned by her gaze.

After she glared at him in embarrassment, he finally reacted and said hurriedly: "Miss Baizhi likes sweets. I just saw it on the road. Xu Ji's sugar-roasted chestnuts taste really good. You can share them." Although he said this, he still stared at Baizhi blankly.

Bai Zhi bit her lip and wanted to ignore him directly. After all, she knew very well that if she accepted it, it would mean that she accepted the pursuit of this man, but in the end she still followed her own heart.

So what if Gu Cheng was a third-rank official in the palace? Bai Zhi was a fourth-rank official appointed by the princess.

Since he dared to pursue her, she dared to accept him. Anyway, the princess was on her side, huh.

Su Zhenzhen was currently hugging Rong Jinchen's strong and sturdy waist, with her little face buried in his back. She caught sight of Bai Zhi and the others out of the corner of her eyes, smiled, and then lowered her head to watch Rong Jinchen skillfully chopping green onions on the stove.

Since Gu Cheng was interested in Bai Zhi, she would not obstruct him. In her opinion, Gu Cheng and Bai Zhi were a perfect match, as both of them received monthly salaries from the court.

Ever since Su Zhenzhen hugged Rong Jinchen from behind, the smile on his lips has never faded. It turned out that Qingqing loved him so much that she couldn't bear to be separated from him even when cooking noodles.

Su Zhenzhen watched his bony fingers methodically chopping onions and asked curiously, "Chenchen, how long have you been practicing? Why do you look so skilled?" Rong Jinchen's movements froze slightly. Could he really say he was a master of this? "Not long." The man's voice was low and concealed. Su Zhenzhen didn't think much of it, thinking he was embarrassed.

Soon, after Rong Jinchen's noodles were cooked, she followed the man to the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

The pavilion in the middle of the lake was covered on three sides with windproof cloth, revealing a lake view with withered lotus leaves and rime. Inside was a small red clay stove, vegetables that were rare in winter, and pre-frozen and thinly sliced mutton rolls.

This dynasty attached great importance to oxen for farming. The court would only let the Guanglu Temple slaughter cattle for beef during sacrifices, and at most fifty heads a year, so beef was almost never seen on weekdays.

Only oxen that died of old age or in accidents can be sold. The government checks very strictly and has its own evaluation standards.

Therefore, they mostly eat mutton, pork, chicken, duck, fish, etc. Su Zhenzhen would not deliberately test the legal bottom line. It is not like she cannot live without beef offal and beef.

Su Zhenzhen was pleasantly surprised by the golden and tempting lava-filled poached egg in the white porcelain bowl, with a few green vegetables on top and some chopped green onions sprinkled on the white and delicate noodles. The aroma filled her nostrils.

She smiled sweetly, "Husband, you are so great." Rong Jinchen's eyes suddenly became distracted for a moment, he pursed his lips tightly, and said to her softly, "Qingqing, try it." He had tried it many times before, and he was almost tired of it.

Rong Jinchen thought it should taste good. Seeing that she tasted it without saying anything, he still felt a little nervous.

The two had already washed their hands. Su Zhenzhen didn't know if she was wearing a filter, or if this man was really too versatile, with a natural talent for everything. She couldn't help but take another bite of the longevity noodles, licked her lips, and looked into the man's dim eyes, "Husband, your cooking skills are amazing. I want you to eat my dick again in the future."