After Xuan Qing took it, Feng Huaiji took it and said, "You say, I'll write."
"oh."
After she sat down, Feng Huaiji sat beside her and spread out the paper, "Go ahead."
"Tofu soup, fried tofu with green onions, and tofu pickled in honey."
Qingming brought over the brewed scented tea.
“Why is it all tofu?”
"It's delicious." Yingyue came close to his hand and said, "Second brother, your handwriting is so beautiful."
My second brother’s hands are also very beautiful.
"If you don't look good at the exam, you will be judged low."
"I heard that the second brother and the eldest brother took the imperial examination in the same year. You were the top scorer and the eldest brother was the second. Moreover, the second brother always won the first prize in the autumn hunting every year. He is very good at both literature and martial arts."
Looking at the black hair on her shoulder, Feng Huaiji smiled and tapped her forehead, "You know so much? You came here prepared to flatter me."
"I just asked casually. Everyone in the mansion knew about it. I didn't ask specifically. So telling the truth is called flattery?"
"Okay, it was Second Brother who wronged our Jiaojiao." Feng Huaiji's tone softened, "Continue to announce the names of the dishes."
"Oh." Yingyue's heart skipped a beat when she heard him calling her nickname with a smile and she looked at him in a daze.
Feng Huaiji lowered his eyes to hide the dark color in his eyes, and pinched her face again, "I asked you to name the dishes, but you are so absorbed in thinking about it?"
Yingyue came back to her senses. "Steamed crucian carp, crispy duck, freshly stewed pigeon soup, steamed crucian carp with a little bit of spiciness, it tastes good this way."
Why do I feel that my second brother has become much gentler? Although he was gentle before, he was not as gentle as he is now.
Feng Huaiji poured her some tea and handed it to her, "Okay."
Qingming and Xuanqing kept looking at Feng Huaiji. Is this young master possessed by a ghost?
"Brother, I also want to eat pine nut milk puff pastry."
"Well, do you want more?"
“No.”
He handed the rice paper to Qingming and said, "Take it to the small kitchen, and the rest is up to you."
The dishes prepared in the palace are small in quantity but varied in variety, so these are still a little insufficient.
"yes."
"Second brother, is the autumn hunt fun?"
"Not bad. If you want to play, we can go there in advance and show you how to play."
"After the next holiday, it will be the autumn hunt. If I take you to the eastern suburbs during the holiday, it may delay the Ministry of Justice if they need me for something. I will have someone put a few targets in the yard the day after tomorrow so that I can teach you there."
"Well, today the palace received an imperial decree that the Emperor has granted marriage to Big Brother and Sister Mian Shuang. Did you know about this, Second Brother?"
"Yes, my eldest brother personally requested the imperial decree."
"No wonder you said Sister Mian Shuang would be your sister-in-law in the future."
After chatting casually with Feng Huaiji for a while, Yingyue looked up and glanced at the sky. "Second brother, I have to go back for lunch. Come over before dinner."
Feng Huaiji raised his hand to straighten the hairpin in her hair and adjusted the tassel chain on it, "Okay."
"Thank you, second brother." The tassels brushed lightly on both sides of her. Yingyue touched the hairpin and turned to leave the yard.
Feng Huaiji sat there, sipping the tea in the cup, and only lowered his eyes when her back disappeared from his sight.
If he acknowledged her as his relative, the number of times he could see her would be greatly reduced.
She didn't know where the limit of brother-sister love was. Ten days were enough to occupy her mind, make her dependent on him, and change her perception of him.
Feng Huaiji raised his head and looked at Xuan Qing who was carrying white tea. "Send someone to make some targets."
"Yes, sir."
"Bring me some drawing paper."
In the following time, Feng Huaiji started painting in the yard.
When the buildings were covered with clouds and the green tiles were sparkling with mist, Yingyue stepped into the Qingzhu Courtyard again. The courtyard was quiet and there were not many people.
There seemed to be a painting pressed down by a paperweight in front of the jade table where I sat when I came here last time.
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