Chapter 77：

The next day, the weather was sultry and there was a thunderstorm, the sky was gloomy, and the thunder rumbling.

The pouring rain made the gardenias fragrant.

Tao Ti was sitting in the dimly lit tent, and then realized the deep kiss yesterday, her fingers couldn't help but stroke her lips.

The kiss yesterday was very different from the previous one. Before kissing, Pei Yan was gentle and restrained. But in the kiss yesterday, she could feel his strong desire...

If she didn't come back, I'm afraid it would not be as simple as a kiss.

Although Pei Yan respected her wishes and did not go to the next step, but now the weather is getting hotter and the clothes pass less and less, and the two of them lie in a bed every day and hug each other, sooner or later they wipe their guns and escape...

Although Tao Ti didn't resist the incident, he couldn't accept it so quickly. What's more, Pei Yan's health was not good and he wanted to hurt his body, so he couldn't mess around like this.

After thinking about it, Tao Ti wondered, do you want to tell Pei Yan to sleep in separate beds at night?

After a brief wash, she walked to the door and looked at the rain outside the house.

The rain and fog were hazy, and the flowers and trees in front of the court looked very quiet.

Linglong stepped forward and offered a cup of fragrant tea, saying, "When the rain passes, the weather will get hotter."

Tao Ti took a sip of the tea and asked casually, "Is there any ice in the palace in summer?"

Linglong replied, "Yes, every year at the end of May, each palace can receive a certain amount of ice."

Tao Ti said, "At the end of May, that's too soon."

Thinking of ice cubes available, a pile of food pops up in her head, popsicles, smoothies, ice drinks of various flavors...

She lowered her eyes, her eyes lit up on the jasmine tea in her hand, and she said to herself, "Yes, summer is here, how can there be no milk tea?"

Linglong was startled, when she saw the princess drank the tea and went to the small kitchen enthusiastically.

On a rainy day, drinking milk tea and eating fried chicken is simply so comfortable.

Tao Ti tried to boil black tea with milk. Put the good black tea into gauze to make a tea bag, and boil it with hot water. When the aroma and color of the black tea are boiled, take out the tea bag and add fresh Boil the milk together.

Black tea has a bright red color, and when it comes in contact with milky white milk, it quickly brews a light brown color, which is similar to the color of milk tea sold in past milk tea shops. When you start the pot, add sugar according to your personal taste, and a cup of original milk tea is ready.

After cooking, Tao Ti poured a large cup by himself, and the rest was put into a large kettle.

She raised the frying pan again and fryed a pot of chicken drumsticks. Some existing ingredients, such as leeks, Chinese cabbage, lotus root slices, tofu skin, eggplant, enoki mushrooms, tenderloin, chicken wings, sausages, are used to make fried skewers-as long as the sauce is well prepared, everything can be fried.

When making milk tea, the small kitchen is filled with sweet milk and tea fragrance. Although the fragrance is attractive, it is not particularly greedy.

But fried food is different. Whether it’s fried chicken legs or fried skewers, the ingredients are put in the oil pan and fried, and the overbearing fragrance immediately floats out of the small kitchen and spreads throughout the Yaoguang Hall, making people smell it. With this smell, I can't move my footsteps.

Even the kitten Yuan Bao meowed when he smelled this, trying to drill into the kitchen.

The little **** Tai Sheng hugged it, fed the dried fish, and coaxed, "Oh, my ancestor of the ingot, you can't run outside. It's raining outside. It's not good for your beautiful hair to get wet. ."

He coaxed, and couldn't help but look into the kitchen. He thought, the prince is really amazing, as long as she enters the kitchen, the fragrance must be overflowing, and they are so greedy to swallow. His Royal Highness is really good!

Besides, Tao Ti made some snacks here, thinking about Pei Yan's side in his heart, and asked Linglong to send some over.

The milk tea is packed in a warm pot, and the fried skewers and fried chicken drumsticks are installed on the upper and lower layers of the food box respectively to keep them warm.

Across the rain and mist, Fu Xirui saw Linglong coming, still carrying the food box in her hand, and smiled, "The princess is making good food again?"

Linglong smiled, "Yes, there are food and drink, but it is delicious. As soon as our prince is ready, I will send it. Your Royal Highness can be in it?"

"Here, I'm talking with a few adults." Fu Xirui said, "Girl Linglong, give it to me first, I'll take it in."

"Okay." Linglong replied, and handed the food container to Fu Xirui.

Taking advantage of the low rain, she went home with an umbrella.

In the Purple Heaven Hall, Fu Xirui came in with the food box, and everyone seemed to sense something, and looked at the food box in his hand like a torch.

Fu Xirui didn't change her face and her heart was not beating, she walked to Pei Yan and whispered a few words.

Pei Yan glanced at the big thermos, then opened the food box and looked inward, and saw that the portion was enough. Only then did Fu Xirui take it out and share food with the Donggong officials.

As soon as the food box was opened, the rich fragrance came out. Song Taifu and the others sat as upright as possible, but their eyes uncontrollably glanced at the other side of the food box.

Especially when Fu Xirui divided the meal, each of them was serious and calm, but the bottom of my heart was like a cat's paws scratching my heart. Why didn't it reach me?

There were not many people in the hall. In the end, everyone was given a cup of milk tea, a fried chicken leg, and two fried skewers. Although the number was small, the flavor was full.

Pei Yanwen said, "After talking about political affairs for so long, the Qing family should also be tired. Use some snacks and rest for a while."

With that, he first picked up the milk tea and drank it.

The milk tea was put all the way in the warm pot, it was not as hot as it was when the pot was just started, the warmth was suitable, and it just entered the throat. Keemen black tea is sweet and mellow, and the milk is mellow. The two are mixed together. The tea taste neutralizes the fat and greasy of the milk, and the milk neutralizes the astringency of black tea. The taste is very smooth and fragrant, and the sweetness is just right. The stomach is warm and comfortable.

Seeing that the prince was eating, everyone in the audience couldn't wait to taste it.

The fried chicken legs are golden and crispy, and the surface seems to be sprinkled with spices. It is lightly spicy and lightly salty. The flour on the surface is so crispy that the scum, but the chicken legs inside are extremely smooth and tender. After a bite, the delicious juice is on the tip of the tongue. Wandering, before you have time to taste it, there are only bones left in a chicken leg. It is delicious, but it is not enough!

With this emotion, everyone rushed to eat fried skewers. Everyone got different fried skewers. There were fried lotus root slices, fried tofu skin, fried sausage... But whatever it was fried, put it on the outside. The layer of salty chili oil is enough to make ordinary ingredients delicious.

"This fried chicken leg is crispy, tender and juicy, and it tastes really good."

"Unexpectedly, the little green vegetables, fried in this way, put some chili sauce, can become so delicious!"

"This tea is also good, the taste is mellow, and the addition of milk makes it a little more fragrant and a little bit less astringent..."

"The fly in the ointment is that the amount is too small, so I tasted it and it was gone."

Everyone praised and sighed. The seated Pei Yan sat quietly, rubbing his fingers on the wall of the cup, but in the bottom of my heart he was thinking, at this time, his little princess should be lying lazily on the couch while eating these. While looking at the storybook, right?

He has been busy these days, so he can only spend time with her at night every day. When his uncle's family comes back some time later, he will be even busier. Maybe he won't even have time to eat dinner with her.

Pei Yan raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. He seemed to laugh at himself. He didn't expect that one day, he would be caught by the love of his children.

A word of love is really incomprehensible.

………

In the evening, Song Taifu's Mansion.

"No, no, it's not like this."

"This tea tastes too strong, so add more milk. And this, the sauce is too weak and not fragrant..."

"It's not difficult to fry a chicken leg, how come your fried chicken is not crispy at all?"

Taifu Song helped his forehead and shook his head, looked at the terrified servants, and waved his hands, "It's all right, all get back."

Song Yuning assisted Mrs. Song as soon as she walked into the house, and saw people withdraw from the house with food. The grandfather and grandson looked at each other.

Old Mrs. Song walked into the house slowly, and saw her old husband sitting cross-legged on the couch, looking depressed, she couldn't help asking, "I heard that once you go back to the house, you will let the kitchen fiddle and eat. Could it be that the East Palace is today? Didn't provide lunch and made you hungry?"

Taifu Song raised his eyes and saw the old wife and granddaughter. His face was a little darker, and his posture was a little more correct. "You are here."

Song Yuning helped Mrs. Song to sit down opposite, sitting on the chair diagonally opposite, and asked softly, "The granddaughter didn't move much when seeing the dishes just brought out, but the food in the kitchen doesn't suit my grandfather's appetite? "

Taifu Song shook his head and talked about the few foods that he had tasted in the Zixiao Hall this afternoon, and exclaimed, "It is very surprising that the recipes are very simple. It's weird..."

Old Mrs. Song was unbelieving, she narrowed her mouth and said, "Is it so delicious?"

Taifu Song said, "Don't believe it, the smell is really fragrant, and the craftsmanship of the prince concubine really doesn't have to be said."

As if to convince the old wife, Song Taifu also described the food that he had tasted in the East Palace several times before, and of course he did not forget to praise the princess.

Song Yuning on one side listened, was surprised and admired. She was raised under the knees of her grandfather and grandmother. She knew that her grandfather would not easily boast. Now he is full of praise for the princess, and you can see the princess's cooking skills. Indeed it is.

Last time Yu Wang passed her birthday, the various behaviors of the prince's concubine guarding the prince, although she changed her perception of the prince, but in the bottom of her heart, she still felt that the prince was not perfect. But now that my grandfather has praised the princess, Song Yuning has a complex emotion in her heart that she can't explain the truth...

Old lady Song keenly noticed the gloom of her granddaughter, and quickly cast a look at Song Taifu.

Taifu Song paused and saw the slightly disappointed granddaughter. She stretched out her hand and stroked her beard. Then she turned around, "Besides her good cooking skills, she has a sense of justice and courage..."

Song Yuning was taken aback for a moment, then looked up at Song Taifu.

Taifu Song told about the assassination of the prince in Luoyang. After he finished speaking, his calm eyes fell on Song Yuning and asked, "In that kind of dangerous situation, most of the ladies hide in the private room and take care of themselves, but the prince concubine Dare to rush up to fight the gangster... Yu Ning, grandfather asks you, if it were you, would you dare to rush up?"

Song Yuning was surprised, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Granddaughter...should be able to."

Song Taifu laughed, "Now that you are asked to answer verbally, you are hesitant. If you really are in that situation, when you want to understand, the assassin might have retreated long ago."

This made Song Yuning's face flashes red and white, and she lowered her head in shame.

Upon seeing this, Mrs. Song hurriedly comforted her granddaughter, and then gave Song Taifu a look, "Your assumption is really unreasonable. Our Yu Ningjiao Didi's daughter's house has no hands to restrain the chicken, so even if she rushed forward, It's also a death in vain! Then I'm not willing, I just hope my granddaughter will live a safe and smooth life."

Taifu Song didn't feel annoyed, and just said lightly, "Yu Ning, when my grandfather didn't want you to marry you into the East Palace, he was worried about these things. The royal family is very messy, your temperament is soft, the farther away the better..."

Song Yuning nodded, stood up and bowed, "Grandfather, granddaughter understand."

Old Madam Song said softly, "Yuning, you should go back and have a good rest. You have to go to the Zhou Mansion for a banquet tomorrow."

"The Zhou Mansion is going to a banquet?" Song Taifu raised his eyebrows, "Why don't I know? What name?"

"You are busy with official business all day long. How do you know the small banquet between the back houses." Mrs. Song gave him a weird look and whispered, "Tomorrow is a tea banquet, hosted by the prime minister herself...Speaking of which, Recently Zhou's banquets have been frequent, and it should be Mrs. Zhou who is looking after her daughter-in-law for her family."

Taifu Song's face suddenly collapsed, and he said coldly, "Just say that our family Yu Ning is ill and cannot go."

Old Lady Song frowned, "You are..."

"My Song family has a long history, how can I get involved with the Zhou family?" After that, Song Taifu picked up the booklet on the table and turned toward the wall, leaving a tall back.

Mrs. Song was really angry, but she also knew the stubborn temper of her old husband, and she only said, "You can do it, you don't go. I just went to see the bustle, and I didn't want Yu Ning to marry her. The son of the Zhou family."