In the empty Qingxin Palace, the six dishes and one soup on the large round table of golden silk nanmu have gradually lost their heat from the heat rising when they were served to the table, but the four people sitting at the table, although they are all hungry, no one has moved their chopsticks.

On the main seat under the wall behind the large round table of golden silk nanmu, Yan Ziming closed his eyes slightly, sat upright, and looked calm. Mu Wen sat with his back straight like a mountain, still expressionless. Leng Qing lowered her eyes and looked at the bowl of white rice in front of her, which had run out of heat, with clear and full grains, and quietly pricked up her ears to listen to Wang Quan's eloquent conversation.

Wang Quan crossed Erlang's legs, put his right hand on Muwen's left shoulder, and leaned on Muwen's shoulder with his upper body obliquely, and the words he said were always in that indifferent tone: "In the first two years of Yantuan's birth, those old things in the imperial dining room probably didn't see any signs, I didn't know which way to fall, who to hold, and I didn't dare to be too harsh on my master's meal. Although there were no bird's nests, abalone, seafood and other things on the table at every meal at that time, I thought about it...... Belch...... When I was hungry and wanted to eat, I asked the imperial dining room in the name of my lord, although those old things were reluctant, but I would make a copy of them.

As for common meats such as ordinary chicken, duck and fish, you can still eat them at every meal. I'm talking about whole chickens and ducks, not like today, there are no two dices of chicken in such a big plate of fried chicken with yam and corn kernels. At that time, there was a roast chicken or roast duck fixed on the table every day, and it was not only stewed chicken or duck, but also fish. Generally speaking, although the diet of Yan Tuan in the first two years of birth is no longer as good as the diet before Yan Tuan was born, it is generally quite good.

Which Cheng thought, after Yan Frame was born four years ago, the emperor's eccentric attitude became more and more obvious, openly and secretly praising Yan Xuan's talent, Yan Frame was born well-behaved and cute, and those old things in the imperial dining room probably felt that they had seen the signs, and knew where the holy wind was blowing, and what they did became more and more unsightly. After that, there were some good ingredients in the imperial dining room. Those old things all clung to Yan Tuan and Yan Frame's two little fart children first, and the posture made everyone look like they were eager to send the entire imperial dining room to Ying Concubine and Xi Concubine. It's my grandfather's turn to be miserable, and it's really a matter of picking up what's left in the imperial dining room.

Let's be honest. It's also from my heart. Those old things in the imperial dining room want to hold the two little children Yan Tuan and Yan Frame, I have nothing to say, after all, the imperial dining room is the realm of those old things, they love to toss, love to hold who to please whom. That's all their business, I don't have the leisure to care, but they can't use my grandfather's money to please Yan Tuan and Yan Frame! In the past few years, there is no shadow of bird's nest, abalone, seafood and the like on the table, even if I go to the imperial dining room to ask for it, those old things are always found all over and refused. In the past two years, it is even more excessive, even chickens and ducks can rarely see the whole one served on the table, often half a month down, I can see a complete chicken and duck on the table, I am thankful.

If you really want to talk about it, you don't really pay attention to food, and you always say it's okay. Ye said that he can still eat meat at least every meal, and there are many poor people in my Chibing country who are poorly clothed and hungry, and Ye said that he can have such a meal every day, which is already very good, let me not be so serious. But I was small-minded at that time, and I always felt that it was enough to be aggrieved enough for my lord to pretend to be stupid and look at people's eyes every day, and if I lost my face, I should at least keep my heart! If I suffered from those old things, wouldn't my face be gone? I couldn't get angry, so I secretly ran to the imperial dining room behind my back and made trouble a few times.

At that time, there was a lot of trouble, and those old things in the imperial dining room would still restore the meal that the prince should have as a prince. But after two days, they were revealed again, how to reduce or how to reduce. This was repeated several times, and my master repeatedly reprimanded me. Let me not be too careful, so as not to make people suspicious of my master, and I gradually accepted that thought, and I was too lazy to worry about those old things. Anyway, if you really want to eat good, even if you want to eat bird's nest and abalone, Mu Wen and I can get it for you, but you don't want to make such trouble.

It's not nice to say. If it weren't for the fact that my aunt is the most powerful palace maid around the queen, and she is very powerful in these six palaces, and I eat at the same table with my grandfather every day, and everyone in the palace knows that I have a bad temper, and those old things in the imperial dining room are afraid that things will go too far, I will go to my aunt to sue them, and I won't dare to offend me too much, otherwise do you think you can still see meat at this dinner table now? Today's plate of crispy fried silver cod and this bowl of Huaishan Cishi lentil pork rib soup, I still expected that Mu Wen would definitely not be able to bring it, so I personally went to the imperial dining room to find those old things to come. ”

At this point, Wang Quan finished talking like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

Shaking Erlang's legs under the table, Wang Quan was still quite satisfied with Leng Qing listening quietly from beginning to end without interrupting his words, but his master was the only one......

Wang Quan glanced at Yan Ziming, who had been sitting quietly from beginning to end, and did not move, Wang Quan pouted, maintaining his posture of being a hanger, and sat silently by leaning on Muwen. He said that his mouth was dry, and his grandfather was good, and he sat like a statue of the Buddha, as if the person he said was someone else......

And Leng Qing listened to Wang Quan's long list of words, and became even more silent.

Looking at Cao Xing's presumptuous attitude towards Wang Quan, who was still disguised as Yan Ziming, Leng Qing did guess that Yan Ziming had no status in the palace of the Red Ice Country, but Leng Qing never thought that Yan Ziming, the dignified prince of the Red Ice Kingdom, was so bad that anyone could bully him!

Although Cao Xing does not respect Yan Ziming either, Cao Xing is still a favorite slave who serves by the side of the dignified concubine Chen Yuhua, and he has a certain amount of weight in talking in the Six Palaces, but what kind of place is the imperial dining room? To put it mildly, those who serve in the imperial dining room are all "imperial chefs", and the meals they cook are all for the emperor, the nobles, the princes, and the royal daughters. To put it bluntly, it's just a few fire-burning cooking and miscellaneous work, and their status in the palace is not as good as the palace maids and eunuchs who serve the palace ladies and princes and princesses.

Although Leng Qing didn't know why Yan Ziming had to pretend to be crazy and stupid in front of everyone for more than 20 years, she knew that Yan Ziming was like this, and there must be a reason why he had to do this!

It's just that even an inconspicuous imperial dining room dares to treat Yan Ziming like this, you can imagine how aggrieved Yan Ziming, the prince, has done. In Wang Quan's words, he really lost face......

If Yan Ziming didn't have two loyal guards like Wang Quan and Mu Wen by his side to protect him all the time, if Wang Quan's aunt was not the most favored palace maid in front of Shangguan Mei, Yan Ziming's life as a "stupid prince" would be even bleaker than now!

Sighing silently, Leng Qing felt that even Yan Ziming, the "master", was not picky, and she was not qualified to be picky as a "slave", so Leng Qing silently picked up the bamboo chopsticks in front of her, picked up the rice bowl that was already slightly cold, and silently ate her first meal after coming to the palace of the Red Ice Country...... Lunch......

Wang Quan saw that Leng Qing was finally willing to move his chopsticks, and without waiting for Yan Ziming to speak, he immediately consciously put down Erlang's legs, sat down and began to feast. A table of vegetarian dishes, stunned by Wang Quan's feeling of delicious food.

Wang Quan was also really hungry, he was hungry after tossing in Shangguan Mei's Yixin Palace for a while, and he had just said so many words in one breath, and now his eyes lit up when he saw food......

The originally slightly cold meal tasted not very good, and because after listening to Wang Quan's words, Leng Qing felt a little uncomfortable inexplicably. If it weren't for Leng Qing's slow chewing, she would almost have wondered if there was any seasoning in these dishes!

The imperial dining room, bullying people is not so bullying! Even the oil and salt are reluctant to put more, the taste of these dishes is really ...... Fade out of the birds!

After the four of them had lunch, Mu Wen took the initiative to clean up the leftovers.

When Mu Wen first stood up, Leng Qing hadn't reacted, and when Leng Qing noticed, Mu Wen had already taken away the dishes and chopsticks that had been eaten cleanly in front of her. Leng Qing sat there quietly watching Mu Wen skillfully clean up, she estimated that this should be what Mu Wen often does.

After Mu Wen cleaned up, Wang Quan accompanied Mu Wen to the imperial dining room, Wang Quan said that Mu Wen's words were useless, he had to go and talk to the old things in the imperial dining room in person, and let them get some fish and meat to eat at night.

As soon as Wang Quan and Mu Wen left, only Yan Ziming and Leng Qing, who were sitting next to each other, were left in the empty Qingxin Palace, and the two of them sat in their seats like this, and they didn't speak, so that the hall seemed very quiet and a little deserted.

Fortunately, the earth dragon in the Qingxin Hall seems to be still burning, although the hall is empty and deserted, the temperature is not low, and Leng Qing doesn't feel cold when he sits like this.

Looking at Yan Ziming, who was lying on the table of the golden silk nanmu big round table, with his head resting on his arms and his eyes closed, Leng Qing hesitated for a moment and still opened his mouth to break the silence in the hall, and his voice was as cold as ever: "There is a reason why you told them that my name is Red Peony before." "It's not a question, it's an affirmative.

At that time, when Shangguan Mei asked Yan Ziming what her name was, Yan Ziming could tell her name bluntly, but Yan Ziming didn't say that, but instead gave her the identity of a Hualou top brand, Yan Ziming said this, there must be a reason for him!

Leng Qing doesn't think that Yan Ziming is a person who likes to have nothing to do and do more. (To be continued.) )