Since the last incident of cold rice and porridge in the dining room, the prince ordered to open a small dining room in the East Palace, and also personally allocated a number of funds to buy fresh ingredients every day.
In addition, a group of cooks with excellent craftsmanship were selected to serve the little princess.
In the past, there was no master and son in the East Palace, so the small dining room was also in name.
Now the small dining room is called a red fire. The crown princess is used to having three meals a day. It is necessary to stir fry, stir fry and boil soup for dessert every day.
Today's morning meal is twelve snacks plus four kinds of porridge and two kinds of pasta. The little prince and concubine can eat so much. The rest is for them to share.
Since the little prince and concubine came back, they all felt that their waist had grown round.
After eating the ink lotus, the little guy was bored. He took a book and put it on an ivory armchair with a long carpet. He flipped through every page at will.
When Mo Lian came back, he saw the little guy huddled in the window.
"Isn't it cold? Sit there and blow. " Mo Lian came up, picked up his little daughter-in-law, and looked at her with a smile, "miss me, Joe Joe."
"I don't want to." Lord Joe reached out to push away his handsome face and murmured, "I've only seen it in the morning."
This man's behavior is bad. He woke her up early and had to tell her that Joe was early, and then he was willing to roll away
I can't help rolling my eyes at the thought of this place.
Mo Lian chuckled and poked her little face.
"I have no conscience. I've been thinking of you." The ink lotus put her down, looked at her today's dress, a brocade red war clothes again upper body!
Mo Lian is secretly funny. Every time the little guy puts on his war clothes, it means that she is ready to fight.
When she is ordinary, she is used to wearing some plain clothes and skirts. She is in a good mood to distinguish.
Lord Qiao Qiao didn't know that she had been seen through by men. She looked up at her head and asked crisply, "do you want to go now?"
Mo Lian lowered her head and rubbed against the tip of her nose. "Do you want to air him for another two days?"
Ha ha, this is the emperor's own son smashing!
"Yesterday, a prince Kangqin's mansion asked us to have a party in the mansion. The guests and the host were all happy. Your father must be unable to sit down when he received the wind." "Said Jo Jo, with his mouth turned.
Your father must have thought that when the little rabbit came back, I didn't even have a look when I was a father, but you looked first when you were an uncle.
Although the little guy didn't want to say anything more, Molian understood her meaning in seconds.
He smiled, reached for her face and pinched it. "Mischievous, let's go."
So he took the little guy's hand and went out of the gate of the East Palace and got on the chariot which had been stopped by the road.
Chariots and chariots follow the spacious Palace Road and go all the way to the great emperor's Jichen hall.
In the other Xiangyu study.
Mo Liu Sheng has a pale handsome face. With a strong wrist, he breaks the first few pens with a click.
Accompany in next head, serve Hu Dequan of pen and ink, there are little sweat beads on the forehead to Qin out.
I prayed in my heart: come on, come on, come on!
Two small ancestors, this east palace to the extreme Chen palace, also will be a meeting of the way, how to now still not see the figure.
Just when Mr. Hu had no idea, he only heard the voice of the little eunuch outside, "tell your majesty, the prince and the princess to see you."