Chapter 405

"How does it taste? It's the first time to make it. Maybe there's something that can be improved. Try this. It's also new." At the beginning of summer, he handed over a cup of plum blossom tea he learned from Lanyu Ying a few days ago.

"The imperial chef in the palace is far inferior to you for making cakes so sweet but not greasy. They are soft and glutinous in the mouth." Xiao mubai took the tea cup and sipped it. He praised it sincerely. His skills in early summer made his stomach more and more tricky. He was never picky about food before

Now, as long as it's not what he does and can't eat, it's also a lack of appetite.

In early summer, I studied good cooking for Xiao Yanjun in my last life. In this life, I have to make some real dishes for Xiao mubai. The dishes he likes to eat are.

Seeing that he was stunned, Xiao mubai put down his tea cup, tilted his head and called out, "ah Chu?"

At the beginning of summer, he looked back and asked him, "what's the situation in the palace now?"

Xiao mubai simply told him something. At the beginning of summer, after hearing this, he raised his cheek and frowned with doubt: "is the relationship between the emperor and Princess Yirou so good?"

Xiao mubai recalled as he continued to eat pastries: "I don't have much impression of this imperial aunt. After all, when I was born, she had already left the palace and married into the prime minister's house. On New Year's Eve, my father would invite her to the palace to meet. Occasionally, I saw her, but I didn't know her very well. Maybe she had a deep affection with my father when I was a child."

At the beginning of summer, I heard that the Marquis mentioned a lot. He grew up with the emperor when he was young. There was no mention of Yirou. Just when he was in doubt, the carriage stopped. It should be at the palace, so he didn't ask. Xiao mubai didn't know, so wait for him to sleep and go back and ask the marquis.

Xiao mubai was really tired. The residual poison in his body was not cleared, and he stood for another night without entering the grain of rice. He warmed his stomach with some snacks and tea in the car. Now he was sleepy. He got on the couch and held his hand in early summer. He fell asleep as soon as he was at ease.

At the beginning of summer, he caressed his firm face painfully. Seeing that he was sleeping deeply, he carefully took out his hand, told Han SA, took Chi Yi from the stable and directly beat the horse back to the marquis.

When he returned to the Marquis house in the early summer, before the Marquis came back from the palace, he went to find Su Qian'an. Now Xiao Yanjun's wedding was pushed to the end of the year, and old general Zhao didn't know when he would leave. At the beginning of the summer, he asked Su Qian'an to clean up. When the Marquis came back and finished talking with him, he personally sent Su Qian'an to old general Zhao's house.

It's also a good time to ask about the assassination of Guo Weidong by people in the Jianghu. This matter has been delayed to this day. I asked them together while I was sending Su Qian'an.

In fact, as like as two peas, the clothes of the two clothes changed, but he kept telling him many bottles and cans, and put them on the top of what he had done. Finally he took a piece from his sleeve and handed it to him as a black knives that had been exactly the same before.

"Young master..." Su Qian'an looked at the knife spike he had lost in ancient Anhui, and his eyes were red.

"As like as two peas," he said, "this is not the original piece. I saw your knife for a long time, and he didn't tell me, or my brother accidentally mentioned to me. I knew he had lost his knives in the ancient Wan. I asked the man who heard the heaven Pavilion to find a piece of the same piece." At the beginning of summer, seeing Su Qian'an still looking at the spike in his hand, he simply stepped forward and tied it directly for him.

Su Qian'an reacted and said repeatedly, "young master, I'll do it myself..."

"Don't move." At the beginning of summer, Su Qian stood like a rock.

"All right." At the beginning of the summer, the Department clapped his hands and saw that Su Qian'an's eyes were getting redder and redder. He couldn't see the big, sensational appearance. He stretched out his fist to Su Qian'an and forked a topic: "my grandfather's safety is up to you, and the things Bingwen told you have to be done. As for shallow music, I'll take care of it for you."

Su Qian'an looked at the young man in the sun. He was full of energy and smiled like a flower. He was lucky to meet him and follow him.

Su Qian'an clenched his right hand into a fist and collided with his fist. The sun was closely covered by their tight fists. At the moment of loosening, it was like a golden light breaking open.

"Qian'an, I will keep my promise." As soon as Su Qianan's voice fell, the voice of ink outside the hospital rang out: "young master, the Marquis is back."

At the beginning of summer, he turned to Su Qian'an and said, "go and say goodbye to Qian le. I'll go back."

Su Qian'an bowed and stepped back. At the beginning of summer, he looked at his tall back gradually disappearing into the light and shadow, and then took back his eyes. As soon as he left, he didn't know when to meet again.

At the beginning of the summer, when he went to the Longwu hospital, the Marquis was having dinner. At the beginning of the summer, he picked his eyebrow: "the Emperor didn't give you food today?"

The Marquis sighed: "he didn't eat himself."

At the beginning of summer, he went to the table and sat down. He lay on the table and asked the Marquis curiously, "is the relationship between the emperor and Princess Yirou so good?"

The Marquis swallowed the meal in his mouth and looked a little sad. After a pause, he said: "the emperor's generation of children withered, leaving only prince min and Princess Yirou. Prince Min has lived in a corner for many years, his bones are not very good, and he rarely enters the palace. Now Princess Yirou has died again, so the emperor naturally feels uncomfortable."

At the beginning of summer, he changed his posture, held his cheek with his left hand and knocked on the table with his right index finger: "it's not as good as guarding the body and not allowing burial."

The mention of this matter at the beginning of summer reminded the Marquis of the emperor's look of almost out of control and rage in the imperial study. His face was also frozen: "Princess Yirou left a final letter and wanted to be buried with Du Hanfei. The emperor was furious about this."

At the beginning of summer, he knocked the index finger of the table more and more slowly: "Dad, don't you think the emperor is a little strange?"

The Marquis raised his eyebrow: "what's strange? The emperor is about to be angry. Princess Yirou doesn't enter the imperial mausoleum. She's going to die with the sinner. Who can't be angry?"

At the beginning of the summer, he was silent for a moment, and finally stopped tapping his index finger: "if the emperor has a good relationship with Princess Yirou, then follow her wishes. Although Du Hanfei has a clear crime, he can give a royal favor after being beheaded and have a place to go to the earth, which is only good for the emperor's reputation and has no loss."

The Marquis retorted: "maybe the emperor doesn't want her to be buried with Du Hanfei. He feels that he has lost the identity of a princess and the dignity of the royal family."

Early summer shook his head: "if for this reason, he abandoned Princess Yirou's last wish, the emperor would not love Princess Yirou so much."

The Marquis was surrounded by him. He felt dizzy and uneasy after eating. He patted the table and said, "what are you going to say?"

At the beginning of summer, his eyes brightened and he snapped his fingers: "yes, it's here. If the emperor doesn't love Yirou, why did he guard her body all night and can't even eat breakfast?"