"Master, do you want him to come in?"

"No need, just say that the king is unwell and will be closed to guests for the next few days."

Hearing this, Qiu Feng was a little confused and couldn't help but look at Ning Huaizhao with a hesitant tone: "Master, haven't you been waiting for Zhou Ren to come to visit? Why are you avoiding him now that he is here?"

Ning Huaizhao murmured indifferently: "On the seventh day, he came to ask for an audience with me. I thought it was a lie that he was taking inventory in other places, and I wanted to stay put to see if my reaction was true."

"In this case, I, the king, will treat the person in his own way."

"My master is wise, and my subordinates understand."

Ning Huaizhao waved his sleeves, and a tired voice came from his voice, dragging out a few minutes: "Well, let's do it."

"yes."

When Qiufeng went out, he bumped into Qiulin who came in.

Qiu Feng looked upright, straightened his back, and turned sideways to go out.

Qiulin has a lazy body, and his bones are loose when he walks.

Seeing Qiu Feng coming, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to pat Qiu Feng's chest: "Hey, my master is feeling... Ouch, Ouch, it hurts..."

Before his hands even touched, Qiu Feng grabbed his wrist and turned it in his own direction. He didn't look like a brother at all.

Qiulin's face wrinkled up in pain, and he begged for mercy very well: "Brother, I was wrong..."

Qiu Feng let go of his hand and coldly dropped two words: "Lack of practice."

Then he waved his sleeves, not taking away a single cloud.

Qiulin rubbed his wrist, turned around, looked at Qiu Feng's back, and muttered: "What the little princess said makes sense, maybe we really hugged each other by mistake."

While muttering, Qiulin walked into the study and raised his hands towards Ning Huaizhao: "Master, someone from the Hou Mansion has come. It is said that the young princess has sent a message, asking you to wait at Zhengde Gate at midnight tonight."

Ning Huaizhao paused in his movements and raised his eyes to look at him: "What else did you say?"

"Gone."

Ning Huaizhao pursed his lips and nodded in agreement: "Yes, I understand, please step back."

"yes."

Qiulin was about to retreat when he heard Ning Huaizhao's voice again: "Wait a minute."

"Master, do you have any other orders?"

Ning Huaizhao put the book down, his eyes wandering around, a little awkward, he made a fist with his right hand, put it to his lips in a pretentious manner and coughed lightly.

"You go to Ma Kee Pastry Shop in Dongshi to buy some snacks and fruits, freshly baked."

Qiulin raised his head and glanced at Ning Huaizhao, and couldn't help but reveal a bit of gossip on his face: "Master, is this something you want to bring to the little princess?"

Being exposed, Ning Huaizhao felt a little hot in his ears. Thinking of the noise outside he just heard, he frowned and looked at him, and his words were truly merciless and vicious: "You are not unjust at all when you are beaten.

"

Qiulin: "..."

It's all his fault.

"I'm talking too much, I'm going to buy it now."

Seeing Qiulin go out, Ning Huaizhao pictured Chi Wanyue's happy little face in his mind, and he unconsciously raised his lips accordingly.

In the past, I didn't think it was a big deal when she was making noise around me, but now I miss her a little bit.

Isn't it just him that you miss?

Chi Wanyue was also restless in the palace.

Seeing her like this, Yunque couldn't help asking knowingly: "Princess, why are you so unable to sit still today? Could it be that there are nails stuck in the stool?"

Chi Wanyue raised her eyes to look at her and couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, you, Yunque, are now brave enough to make fun of me."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but raise a handful of flour towards Skylark.

Yunque raised his hand to dodge, and also raised the flour towards her. There were dots of flour on their faces and clothes, which looked a little funny.

"Princess, this servant doesn't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore."

The laughter and noise of the two people echoed in the imperial dining room, and the chef next to him couldn't help but shake his head.

In the important place of the imperial kitchen, they actually abused flour to make trouble. They really don't know the sufferings of the world.

It's a pity that he is the princess and was ordered to accompany the queen mother in the palace. He, an official as big as sesame seeds and mung beans, does not dare to point fingers.

After another look, he walked away.

Naturally, Chi Wanyue gathered all the flour and put it aside.

They said they were joking around with flour, but in fact the two of them just shook the remaining flour on their hands.

"Okay, stop making trouble and put all these snacks in the basket."

Skylark nodded, placed the snacks made by Chi Wanyue on the cage, and steamed them on the fire.

"Princess, please go out first, there are big fireworks here, don't choke anymore."

"It's okay. I'll be bored in the Queen Mother's Palace when I go back. I might as well make some snacks here to get some fresh air."

As she spoke, she leaned close to Yunque's ear and said, "And I'm going to see Azhao tonight. I'll make more and bring it to him in the evening."

"The princess is very kind to the prince."

When Skylark spoke, there was a hint of jealousy in his words.

Seeing her like this, Chi Wanyue couldn't help but touch her arm: "Don't worry, I'm here for you."

Hearing this, Yunque raised his head in surprise and looked at Chi Wanyue: "Really?"

"Of course, how could I forget you, a greedy little cat?"

Chi Wanyue drawled in a long voice and reached out to pinch Yunque's cheek.

Yunque smiled and showed his white teeth: "I know that the princess has you in mind."

Chi Wanyue said with a smile: "That's right, you are my princess's son. This princess will protect you for the rest of your life."

As she spoke, she put her arm around Yunque's shoulders.

Skylark nodded quickly: "Yes."

The two people looked at each other and smiled, then concentrated on watching the fire.

After making the snacks, Chi Wanyue took out one portion, put it in the box next to it, and wrapped it in a cloth towel. The other portion was placed in the lunch box, intending to take it back to the Queen Mother.

"Skylark, make a soothing soup. Remember, don't let others see it. If anyone asks, just say that there are still snacks that haven't been made yet."

Hearing Chi Wanyue's instructions, Yunque was a little puzzled.

"Princess, why is this?"

Chi Wanyue thought for a while, but couldn't say anything for a moment, so she said, "It's nothing. I'm prepared for anything. I hope I won't need it."

"By the way, after you make it, go to your sister's palace and give her a portion. Pour the rest into the jar and let it warm. Don't let it get cold."

Although he was confused, what the princess said was right.

Yunque responded repeatedly: "I will remember this."

"Well, I'll go to the Queen Mother's palace first, and you can watch the fire here."

"yes."

After Chi Wanyue left the imperial dining room, she walked towards the Queen Mother's bedroom.

Unexpectedly, I met Cheng Lingshu halfway.

It’s really a narrow road for enemies.

Chi Wanyue paused for a moment, raised her feet and stepped forward to meet him.

"I've met the imperial concubine."

Cheng Lingshu looked at her and said with a smile: "Looking at me from a distance, who do you think I am? It turns out to be the little princess."

Chi Wanyue pulled the corners of her lips and smiled, looking perfunctory.

When Cheng Lingshu saw the lunch box in her hand, she couldn't help but turn her head and look at it slightly, and asked, "What is this?"


Chapter completed!