Ruo Ziyan looked helplessly at the chopsticks that she hadn't moved again, and finally said, "There is still a distance from the Purple Smoke Palace to the Dawn Palace, and the river has already passed, so there must not be a time and a half when they can't come." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"You'll give me peace of mind for breakfast first!"

"Try this purple crispy chicken. She slipped a piece of chicken wings into her jade plate.

After sleeping all day, his stomach was indeed hungry, and when he heard this, he picked up the purple chicken wings in the dish and put them in his mouth, and suddenly his whole eyes lit up, "It tastes really good, how to do it, I asked Si Hua to learn to make it." ”

Ruo Ao Ziyan put down his chopsticks, glanced at Mi Huang, and said slowly, "This purple crispy chicken wings seem simple, but in fact, they can only be completed after eight procedures. Last night, I instructed people to catch the rarest wild black chicken in Jingdi, wash it, soak it in wine made of purple orchid for an hour, remove the fishy smell on the chicken, and when the meat and bones are the most delicious and soft, scoop it up, cut it into small pieces, and wrap the sun-dried purple orchid milled flower powder with honey to cool and dry, and this morning, after a boiling, steaming and frying, it was completed. ”

"Are you sure that Si Hua can find the most precious wild black chicken in the mountains and forests in this palace?"

The action of eating chicken wings was suddenly paused, and he looked down at the neat purple crisp chicken nuggets on the snow jade porcelain plate, sniffed lightly, and found that the garden was full of the smell of purple orchid. I haven't eaten this kind of food for a long time, and the only memories left in my past and present lives are the bowl of Wanji wontons, kung pao chicken, anchovies, and red plum and white beads eleven years ago. Smelling this tempting smell, Mi Huang didn't know why his nose was a little sour, and he was a little reluctant to eat it all in one go, just like the big bowl of wontons that night, after eating, there was no next meal, I don't know what year and month.

"Why don't you eat it?" Ruo Ao Ziyan asked gently, "It's not delicious?"

"Uh-huh......" Huang replied vaguely in a nasal voice.

"The black chicken is black and tender, and it has medicinal properties, and you are injured and need this kind of meat tonic. Whether it's delicious or not, you have to eat more, especially if you are a woman, this black chicken is very good for women. Ruo Ao Ziyan twisted his eyebrows and said.

"Oh!" Mi Huang felt really uncomfortable, but she was not a person who didn't know what to do, and according to the words, she picked up the purple crispy chicken and put it in her mouth, and suddenly felt that her mouth was full of oil, which was more delicious than every delicacy she had eaten in her previous life and this life, not to mention the Wanji wonton, on the day she set out on the expedition three years ago, she had deliberately eaten a bowl, but it couldn't be compared with the taste of this purple crispy chicken at all, and the taste in her memory couldn't be compared.

"Well, then eat more!" Seeing her show a look of enjoyment, Ruo Ziyan smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth with satisfaction.

The more Mihuang ate, the more delicious it became, and after eating, he really felt comfortable, smashed his mouth, and sighed, "It's a pity that I eat too much and get a little angry." ”

"Just drink some porridge. Ruo Ao Ziyan handed the five-grain porridge to her again.

I took a sip of the five-grain porridge in front of me, and felt that the porridge was also delicious, and praised it, "It's just right with this porridge." ”

"Well, this is the porridge of five grains. In addition to the usual grains, white potato grains are also mixed in it, which is refreshing and helps digestion. Ruo Ao Ziyan nodded, and elegantly filled the two empty cups on the stone table with the silver needles of Junshan tea.

Mi Huang drank a bowl of porridge to the bottom, even if she never cared about food, clothing, housing and transportation, she was suddenly satisfied.

"Princess, have a cup of tea and eat less. Seeing that the two of them were smiling as before, Si Qin handed the new Junshan tea that Ruo Ao Ziyan had poured to Mi Huang.

"Hmm!"

Mi Huang sighed silently, there was a first son of Chu as a "husband", he didn't have to worry about food and clothing, and the days when servants were like clouds, seemed to be beckoning to her. But this great god lives in her palace, which is tantamount to having another pair of eyes everywhere, and it is very inconvenient for her to do anything!

Holding the jade cup, he took a sip, looked up at the man opposite, and then looked down at the nameless lake outside the Sansheng Pavilion, sparkling and scaly, and from time to time there were lively koi fish showing out of the lake.

Her queen mother died in the small lake outside the Three Lives Pavilion, a lake that should have been filled in a long time ago, but for some reason it has been staying.

And now they are sitting by the lake, talking and laughing, so comfortable.

Alas...... But why is she a little uneasy on such a beautiful day?

At this time, Ruo Ao Ziyan looked down at the clean dishes that were eaten by Mi Huang on the opposite side, and then looked up at the sky outside the Sansheng Pavilion, and his colorful face and eyebrows bloomed, and he suddenly laughed.

The woman who led eight first-class maids to step in, dressed in a lilac flower and bird phoenix skirt, a hairpin and a phoenix head, and a bright moon in the earrings, the whole person was brilliant and gorgeous, and it can be seen that today must have been deliberately dressed up again. The pair of charming eyebrows and eyes, as if containing a pool of autumn waves, looked at the man in the back pavilion, with a gorgeous red lip and a smile that made people feel more amiable, and said with a chuckle, "Hehe, what are the sons and the imperial sister doing?"

People who have never called "Sister Huang" actually have such a day of courtesy.

It's really strange, and the phoenix who was eating raised her eyebrows slightly.

Si Qin hurriedly came out, opened the water curtain hanging on the Sansheng Pavilion, and let Mi Zhaoqian step in, "Princess, please." ”

Mi Zhao's critical gaze first looked at the back garden left by Queen Sun, which was larger than the general palace courtyard, but it was the same simple, far inferior to the jade garden of his own mother, at this time, some flowers were planted everywhere in all seasons, although it was not precious, it looked much more elegant than before. She couldn't help but be a little surprised, she passed by this courtyard more than a year ago, it looked dilapidated and old, and there was no palace to take care of it, and there was a sense of decay everywhere.

It is said that Mi Huang has only been back for less than half a month, and there are not too many palace people to take care of it here, so it looks quite vibrant.

"Imperial sister, here, the imperial sister is injured and can't be far away. Mi Huang held on to the injuries on his body, and got up with difficulty to salute his waist, and his eyes followed her gaze to the man opposite, and said with a detached face, "I am having dinner with Ruo Ao Gongzi, has the imperial sister eaten?" and Ruo Ao Ziyan sat calmly at the stone table, not polite, and even after Mi Huang got up to salute, his eyebrows were raised unhappily, revealing a look of being disturbed.

Under the service of the maids, Mi Zhao spontaneously sat down at the stone table and glanced at Mi Huang lightly, knowing that they had eaten the rest and invited her, she snorted coldly in her heart and did not make a sound, Qin Hong poured a cup of her own tribute tea and handed it to her, without even glancing at the top Junshan silver needle handed by Si Qin.

Seeing this, Mi Huang waved his hand, and Si Qin retreated respectfully with the teacup.

There are some things she can do, and as for whether this royal sister appreciates it or not, it is "her's" business.

Mi Zhao, who was seated, said with rare kindness, "If the imperial sister is injured, don't stand." ”

"Hmm. Hearing this, Mi Huang sat down.