The sun was shining brightly, and a warm breeze carried a sweet scent.
Huo Xiaolong was woken up by Lan Tingche fanning him. It was early summer, and Long'er had been feeling hot all the time. By morning, the ice in the room had almost melted.
The man propped his head up with one hand, while slowly using the other hand to fan his beloved and cool her down.
"Awake?" Lan Tingche asked with a smile.
Huo Xiaolong had just woken up, let out a groan, and then grinned at him.
Waking up in the morning to see the person you love is truly the greatest joy in life.
"OK."
Immediately, Long'er hugged Lan Tingche's slender waist tightly and wouldn't let go, inhaling his scent to her heart's content.
It smells wonderful; she likes it.
"Has Aunt Zhang finished cooking?"
The young couple got up, and Long'er was stretching out her arms, waiting for Lan Tingche to tidy her clothes. After all these years, she still couldn't tie the knot on her clothes properly.
If she weren't so busy reading memorials every day, she would have gathered up Da Yan's clothes sooner or later.
"It should be ready soon." After saying that, the man sniffed twice and continued.
"Today I should make your favorite xiaolongbao (soup dumplings)."
"Then I'll have soy milk with it."
"good."
Lan Tingche spoke with a doting tone, pulling Huo Xiaolong out of the house.
Although it was called the emperor's bedroom, it was no different from a brothel.
The palace courtyard was about the same size as the backyard of the brothel. Zhang Mama's biological father, Zhang Alliance Leader, was leading several eunuchs in practicing Tai Chi.
The sisters got up and practiced martial arts with Madam Ye, the wife of Alliance Leader Zhang.
He Yi and Cen Ang were fiddling with an abacus. For some reason, they had to do accounting in Pingyang County, and now they had to do accounting even more in the palace.
There are hardly any palace maids left in the palace. Only a few maids are needed in each sister's courtyard, and the rest are used to maintain the palace environment.
Flowers cost money, and grass and trees cost money too.
worry.
It's not that we don't have the money, it's just that we can't bear to spend it; a house that's too big isn't good either.
"Great-Grandpa, I'm hungry."
Liu Buhui was holding a bamboo leaf green teacup in her hand, and while playing with it, she spoke to Steward Wang.
Manager Wang gets a headache just looking at the child. He's always carrying snakes and insects around, afraid the child will get bitten, yet he doesn't dare to take the things from the child's hands.
"Aren't we going to regret being hungry?"
"OK."
"Grandpa, do you have some snacks? Would you like to go and have some?"
Steward Wang held Liu Buhui in his arms and was about to leave when he was stopped by Master Miao.
“No, Godfather, he’s just greedy. Look how fat he is, the fattest among the Miao people. Who in our Miao village is so fat?”
Liu Buhui loves snacks, and so does Xiao Siman, so you have to bring both of them with you.
"Brother-in-law, isn't it because the Miao village is poor..."
Huo Xiaolong couldn't stand it anymore, even though Liu Buhui was a bit round and didn't resemble her parents.
That was also thanks to Zhang's mother's hard work, wasn't it?
Whenever Master Miao asks Liu Buhui to lose weight, she gets a beating in no small way.
"Hmph! I'll tell my mother in a minute that my father won't let me eat."
I don't know where these kids learned it from, but they're good at tattling.
"Long'er, Long'er! Do you know who the King of Loulan just ran into today?" Hou Xiangxiang ran incredibly fast, showing no restraint whatsoever for a girl in her twenties.
Who is it?
"Da Ni'er!"
"Let's see. Da Ni'er goes to the palace every other day. Isn't the King of Loulan fond of her? That's why she hasn't been to the palace lately. What's wrong?"
Huo Xiaolong sat on the steps, just like when he was a child, and patted the seat next to him, indicating that the little girl should sit down.
"That's right. It's because the King of Loulan has been eating at Da Ni'er's restaurant every day recently that he was so scared just now."
"You didn't even see him like that."
Wang Tianci happened to have nothing to do yesterday, so he left a bunch of grassland people to work for him. He also missed his sisters anyway, so he decided to go to the palace for a while.
The King of Loulan lives in the Great Yan Imperial Palace. Now the palace is large, and the food they eat is taken care of by the Imperial Food Palace.
What a coincidence!
Our grassland king most enjoys eating the pastries from the Imperial Kitchen.
A dark-skinned woman dressed in traditional grassland attire strolled to the Shangshi Palace early in the morning, baring her teeth as she asked for food.
The aunt from the Imperial Kitchen was quite pleased to see her, so why wouldn't she be happy?
The fact that even the kings of the grasslands love to eat our palace food proves what?
This proves that I am capable and that I did not embarrass my aunt.
"Oh, Your Highness, would you like us to make it for you right now? We just finished making it and sent it to the King of Loulan."
Da Nier touched her nose and said:
"No need, why make it fresh? I'll eat at his place."
The old man from the grasslands didn't stand on ceremony; he saw that person every day, so he had to get to know him. What's wrong with getting a free meal?
Da Nier followed the palace maids and wandered to the place where the King of Loulan lived.
They just walked in openly, and the King of Loulan ate with great relish, not even noticing Da Ni'er.
Princess Loulan, with her sharp eyes, pointed at Da Ni'er and shouted:
"Father, my sister is here. Can we have sesame seed cakes today?"
In the heart of the Loulan princess, Dani'er was nothing more than a pancake.
The little girl's words were filled with anticipation: "The sesame seed cakes are delicious! They're fragrant and spicy; I love them!"
"No, we don't have any here today. You'll have to go out to eat if you want some."
There were some snacks in front of Princess Loulan. Da Ni'er glanced at them several times, unsure how to ask a child for them. Princess Loulan, being more sensible, simply pushed the snacks towards her and said:
"Sister, eat."
The King of Loulan looked up.
"..."
Can a waiter really enter the Great Yan Imperial Palace?
"Aren't you...aren't you...the waiter at the pancake shop?"
With her mouth full of pastries, Da Ni'er took a sip of tea to smooth herself out, and then said:
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