Chapter 56 Daily Life on Double Ninth Festival 2
Yanqiu went to the vicinity of Ningxiangju.
It was a very secluded place, with even palace maids and eunuchs rarely seen.
She turned a corner along the palace road and saw a palace gate open.
There were some voices coming from inside.
Yan Qiu looked up and saw a plaque hanging above the gate with the words "Ningxiangju" written on it.
She slowly walked closer and peeked inside out of the corner of her eye.
There was a stove in the yard, with a pot and a steamer on top of it.
Several eunuchs were busy adding firewood.
White steam rises from the steamer.
Soon, an eunuch walked into a side room and bowed, saying, "Master, the time has come. The Barbarian King is ready."
Then two people walked out of the room.
Although Yan Qiu was peeking out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but be startled.
Both of them had extraordinary lives.
Although the woman was wearing old clothes, there was no decoration on her body, and her hair was wrapped in a plain cloth.
But her figure and even the vague outline of her face showed that she was extremely beautiful.
The man next to him was wearing the eunuch's uniform. He was tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and was surprisingly handsome.
Yan Qiu knew that this woman must be the noble lady Luo from Ningxiangju.
She couldn't help but turn her head and wanted to take a closer look at the appearance of Lady Luo.
The eunuch behind her walked slowly to Concubine Luo with his hands folded, looking straight at her.
Yanqiu couldn't tell what kind of look that was.
It's not that vicious.
But for some reason, she suddenly felt a deep fear in her heart.
It was as if he was being stared at by some ferocious beast, and his throat was about to be bitten off and he would die on the spot.
Yan Qiu hastily withdrew his gaze and walked away quickly with weak legs and feet.
In the yard, Shouzhong bowed beside Murong Jin, waiting for the emperor's order, and then went to kill the palace maid who dared to peek at the door.
Just as Murong Jin was about to raise his hand, the lid of the steamer behind him had already opened, and white steam was pouring out. The beauty said expectantly, "This time it will definitely be a good one."
Murong Jin didn't take any action in the end and turned around.
Chang'an and Deshun had already dispersed the white mist. The beauty looked at the steamer expectantly, and then her expression fell.
Murong Jin glanced into the steamer.
I saw a lump of dough standing inside.
Luo Fu coughed dryly and said, "It must be too hot. Don't worry, I will definitely make it right next time."
Murong Jin looked at the powder on her face, and the anger he had felt at being disturbed by someone just now dissipated. He raised his hand to touch her cheek and wiped the powder off her face with his thumb: "Don't be anxious, my dear. Look at your face, it's all powdered."
Luo Fu's mind is now completely focused on the Lion King, so she doesn't care about the powder on her face.
With a serious expression, he prepared to go back into the small kitchen.
Tinglan and Qinghe came back carrying baskets.
"Master, the servants have brought back all the small things."
Love took a look and found that several large and round pomegranates were particularly eye-catching.
Ting Lan said, "It just so happened that the pomegranates in the pomegranate orchard outside were ripe, so they sent some to the kitchen as decoration. The kitchen staff saw that the master wanted some, so they gave him a few directly."
Luo Fu nodded and thought, "I can squeeze some pomegranate juice to dye the dough red. That way the Lion King will look even better. Listen, Lan, Qinghe, peel the pomegranates and I'll be able to make the Lion King in no time."
Tinglan and Qinghe responded quickly.
Love rolled up her sleeves and went back into the kitchen.
Murong Jin had no choice but to follow her. Seeing that she was busy and had become a gorgeous rose again, he did not stay in the kitchen with her any longer.
He rolled up his sleeves, grabbed the remaining dough on the chopping board, kneaded it, and in a few seconds, he formed the dough into the shape of a lion and placed it in front of Love.
Luo Fu was holding the dough in her hand in shock: "Chang Jin, how could you do that?"
Murong Jin said: "Of course it was taught by the noble man."
He half-circled her out and said, "Now that we have a reference, let Shouzhong and the others do it. Your Excellency, please return to your room."
Luo Fu followed him out and praised him sincerely, "I can't even do it right, but you've already mastered it, Chang Jin. You're really smart."
Murong Jin raised the corner of his mouth.
He is naturally intelligent.
Otherwise, he would not be able to sit on the throne of emperor.
I have the impression that the tutor also praised me when I was studying.
But later, the eyes these people looked at him turned into fear.
He also enjoyed such gazes very much.
He doesn't need to be praised for his intelligence, he just needs to watch all living beings tremble in front of him.
This will produce a little pleasure for him to inhale.
This is also his only way to relieve his headache.
But now there is such a person.
Her casual compliments and her casual smiles at him could make him happy.
This feeling is really wonderful.
It makes people feel so insignificant when they are afraid.
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