From a young age, Huaiyao was proud and arrogant.
I've hardly ever cried in my life.
This time, she cried really hard.
Yuan Yao and Huai Rou took turns comforting her for a long time before she finally stopped.
The palace maids were all sent away.
Yuan Yao looked around and saw a basin of clear water.
She strode over, rolled up her sleeves, wet a handkerchief, wrung it out, and handed it to Huaiyao: "Sister Huaiyao, your eyes are swollen, wipe them."
"Are your eyes swollen?" Huaiyao took the handkerchief.
Huairou said, "It's not only swollen, but also very red."
Huaiyao then stopped crying.
She placed the cool handkerchief on her eyes.
Huairou said gently, "If you are sad during the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet tonight, I will speak to the Empress Dowager on your behalf. Please get some rest tonight."
"No!" Huaiyao sat up straight, sobbing, "How can I miss the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet that only comes once a year?"
Besides, why should I rest?
Am I supposed to observe mourning for her?
She had no feelings for Consort Zhao since childhood.
For Zhaofei, her death was no different from the death of a stranger.
Looking at her red dress, soaked with tears, Huaiyao said with disdain, "I want to change into a pretty dress and go to the banquet with you all!"
"Okay, whatever you say!" Huairou raised her hand and gently pinched Huaiyao's cheek.
Huaiyao took a few deep sips, patted her face, and stood up: "I'm fine now."
"Your Majesty, Yuan Xiaoyao, you should both return to your palaces first."
"Are you sure you can manage on your own?" Yuan Yao was still a little worried.
Huaiyao raised an eyebrow and forced a smile: "At the banquet, just wait and see how this princess dazzles everyone!"
Stunning everyone?
Yuan Yao chimed in, "I'm already looking forward to it!"
"Let's go back."
Huaiyao wiped her face and saw the two off.
After leaving Beichen Palace, Huairou sighed softly.
Yuan Yao turned her head: "Sister Huairou?"
Huairou bent down and patted Yuan Yao's little head: "Yao'er, go back to Qianhua Palace first and rest for a while. See you tonight."
"Okay, see you tonight, Sister Huairou." Yuan Yao nodded obediently.
By the time we returned to Qianhua Palace, it was lunchtime.
The aroma of food brought her back to reality, and she vaguely remembered that she hadn't eaten anything all morning...
Huaiyao was in a bad mood, and neither she nor Huairou had any appetite.
A young eunuch stood at the palace gate. Upon seeing Yuan Yao, he trotted over and exclaimed happily, "The princess is finally back!"
His Highness is in the palace, waiting for the Princess to have lunch together!
ah……
Yuan Yao looked up and glanced at the time.
Holding onto her little skirt, she quickly stepped into the Moonlit Palace: "Father, Yao'er is back."
The table was laden with delicious food.
The Ninth Prince was still at his desk, processing official documents.
Upon hearing Yuan Yao's voice, he raised an eyebrow, put down his book, and stood up: "Walk slowly."
With legs that are already short, running like that, they're bound to fall.
Yuan Yao stuck out her tongue and threw herself into the arms of the Ninth Prince: "Why isn't Father eating?"
The Ninth Prince picked her up, bent his index finger, and flicked it across her nose: "I'm eating alone. You little dumpling will be throwing a tantrum again later."
"Yao'er wouldn't be so stingy!" Yuan Yao said seriously, "From now on, even if Yao'er goes out, Daddy will eat on time and won't wait for Yao'er."
Perhaps Yao'er will eat out before coming back!
The Ninth Prince glanced at her sideways, his tone icy: "Oh? Little Yao'er has grown up. Is she starting to dislike her father?"
She doesn't even want to eat with her father anymore.
Next, will we even have to move out of the Moonflower Palace to sleep?
dislike?
Move out of Yuehua Palace?
Honestly, how could she dare to have such a thought?
Yuan Yao buried her head in the arms of the Ninth Prince: "Yao'er will never despise Father. Yao'er wants to eat with Father for the rest of her life, every single day!"
As she spoke, she nuzzled her little head against the soft, fragrant embrace of the Ninth Prince.
The Ninth Prince was overjoyed by her flattery: "You little dumpling..."
The father and daughter happily enjoyed their Mid-Autumn Festival lunch.
After lunch, Yuan Yao instructed Danqing to prune the roses and change their water. She then took a nap before getting up to bathe and change her clothes.
After Danqing finished tying her hair, changed her into a pretty moon-white dress, and even added a pair of little bunny embroidered shoes...
After doing all this, Jing'er returned from outside the palace with her entourage.
As soon as they entered the Moonflower Palace, Jing'er happily said to Yuan Yao, "Princess, the rose petal cakes you ordered are ready!"
"Really?" Yuan Yao was immediately delighted upon hearing this.
Along with Jing'er were two palace maids, each carrying a large food box.
Jing'er placed the food box she was carrying on the table and opened it: "Sister Yu'er is so skillful, she made quite a lot!"
Yuan Yao leaned over to look.
At this moment, the Ninth Prince finished his bath and came out from the side room.
He had tried rose-based dishes at Yipinlou a few months ago.
At that time, Yuan Yao made him a rose-flavored scrambled egg dish...
Yuan Yao asked someone to bring her clean water so she could wash her little hands.
She happily grabbed a flower cake, broke it in half, and handed it to the Ninth Prince: "Father, have a taste!"
Seeing his little dumpling's delighted expression, the Ninth Prince sighed helplessly, took half of the flower cake, and took a small bite: "It tastes good."
One sentence was correct, which made Yuan Yao extremely happy.
Yuan Yao took her portion and took a small bite.
The crust is crispy and crumbly, while the filling is fragrant, sweet but not cloying...
One bite and you're filled with pure bliss!
Seeing that the Ninth Prince and the Princess were enjoying their meal, Jing'er was also very happy: "Before I came back, I encountered many guests visiting Si Shi Chun."
They were all asking Manager Bai why Si Shi Chun didn't learn from other teahouses and sell mooncakes...
If only we had an endless supply of flowers! We could make rose petal cakes and sell them; we'd definitely make a fortune!
As she spoke, Jing'er's eyes were filled with anticipation.
Seeing Jing'er so engrossed in the money, Yuan Yao couldn't help but chuckle.
She looked up at the Ninth Prince: "Father, I've made a lot of these cakes. Shall I send some to my friends?"
The Ninth Prince smiled at her, his tone gentle and indulgent: "Little Yao'er can arrange her own things as she pleases."
"Daddy is the best!"
Yuan Yao, without wiping the corners of her mouth from the flower cake, leaned close to the Ninth Prince's profile and gave him a big kiss.
After the kiss, she opened her big, bright eyes and asked, feigning confusion, "Oh! Father's face is sweeter than a rose cake?"
"you……"
The Ninth Prince was both amused and exasperated.
He flicked his wide sleeves and deliberately put on a stern face, saying, "Go away, you glib little girl, you even dare to flirt with me."
As he spoke, he went to the study.
"Ha ha……"
Yuan Yao smiled with particular triumph and happiness.
They beckoned Danqing and Jing'er, and the group arranged the flower cakes intended for the various palaces in exquisite little dishes...
After the repackaging was completed, Yuan Yao counted on her fingers: "One portion for Xie Zhi and one portion for Lin Xuan from outside the palace."
"From the palace, to give to the Emperor, Huairou, Huaiyao, Fengxun, Yunchan..."
Just then, a young eunuch, with a smile on his face, trotted in: "Princess, Prince Yun Chan has brought you something!"
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