Chapter Twenty-Seven: Pressing Forward
Lu Yanfu turned around, said "yes", and when he raised his foot to leave, he still secretly glanced at Zhao Jing'an.
Zhao Jing'an stared, didn't look at others, just sat at the table, and didn't move his eyes.
Be quiet, be safe!
After a while, more than a dozen plates of dim sum came up, with a variety of patterns and bright colors, and a strange fragrance wafted into my nose, and I couldn't help but inhale a few more times.
Zhang Qingxuan watched Zhao Jing'an's movements, his eyes were full of smiles, and he held a piece of dim sum with chopsticks and put it on the plate in front of Zhao Jing'an, "Come, taste it, see if it's delicious?" This is made of fresh lotus leaves and lotus powder, which smells fragrant and does not get tired of eating. ”
Raised the chopsticks and tasted it, chewed it carefully, and nodded, "Mother, it is indeed different from what I ate before, it is sweet and delicious, and after entering the throat, the mouth is full of coolness and is very comfortable." With that, he stuffed the snack into his mouth.
"If you think it's delicious, eat more." With that, he glanced at Lu Yan, who was standing next to him.
Lu Yan naturally understood what it meant, stepped forward to Zhao Jing'an's side, took a piece of dim sum with chopsticks and put it on Zhao Jing'an's plate, and said softly with some shyness: "Lord Wang, you taste this, at this time, the red dates are pitted and ground into powder, and they are mixed with red bean flour to make it." ”
Zhao Jing'an didn't raise his eyelids, and the fragrance of fat powder wafting into his nose made Zhao Jingan feel panicked, and he lost his appetite in an instant.
put down the chopsticks and looked outside, "Mother, it's not too early, Erchen still has something to deal with, so he has to leave first." ”
Zhang glanced at Lu Yan, then looked at the snacks on the plate, stepped forward to Lu Yan, and pushed Lu Yan in front of Zhao Jing'an, "Since you have something to deal with and you don't have time to eat snacks, then the mother concubine will give Lu Yan to you, when you want to eat, let her make it for you." The snacks in my palace are all made by these skillful hands, and today my mother will give it to you. ”
Zhao Jing'an finally noticed Lu Yan, raised his eyes and looked, he was medium-looking, shy and timid, but also very attractive.
Zhao Jing'an looked at Lu Yan, and when Lu Yan noticed that he was looking at her, her head lowered, her face turned even redder, and she was cramped and uneasy, rubbing her handkerchief nervously with both hands.
And she didn't seem to be surprised at all by what Zhang Qingyuan said, but seemed to have known that she had been saying it for a long time, the corners of her mouth were slightly mocking, and she refused coldly: "Since you are loved by the mother, how dare you accept it?" It's better to stay in the palace of the concubine and take care of the concubine for the sons. ”
Zhang Qingyuan didn't seem to hear the meaning of Zhao Jing'an's words, and continued: "You don't have a caring maid by your side, either Zhao Quan or Zhao Shan, they are all big and rough old men, how can I take care of you?" originally lived outside the palace, even if the mother concubine wanted to take care of you, it was inconvenient, Lu Yan followed you, the mother concubine was relieved, and it was also a matter of the mother concubine. ”
"Mother, don't worry, your sons are used to it." refused without hesitation, staring at the door, unable to see any joy, anger or sorrow.
Zhang Qingyuan looked at Zhao Jing'an's obvious refusal, straightened his face, and said calmly: "Habit? What to get used to? I don't want to give my mother a headache, so I'm obedient. ”
Zhang Qingyuan has said that this is the part, and he can't refuse. It's like I'm used to it. It's always like this, it's always like this, it's like this, it's just that I didn't know the Tao when I was a child, but now I know the Tao, and I only feel extremely ironic.
But he couldn't show it, and now he could only calm down.
Zhang Qingyuan looked at Zhao Jing'an and didn't reply again, and knew that Lu Dao was a tacit, and with a victorious smile, he pushed Lu Yan a step forward, "When you arrive at the palace, take good care of the prince for the palace, there is a hair missing, and you are the only one in the palace who asks." ”
Lu Yan lowered her head and nodded shyly, for this handsome and elegant prince, although he was plainly cold and ruthless, his heart was full of admiration, and he thought that he would be able to take care of him in the future, and his heart also beat fast with "dong dong".
Out of the Ronghua Palace, I saw Zhao An standing in the corner, and there was a carriage next to him, which seemed to be specially prepared for Zhao Jing'an.
Lu Yan cautiously followed Zhao Jing'an step by step, not daring to say a word. I don't know if it's an illusion, when I left the Ronghua Palace, Lu Yan felt a cold all over her body, and her heart trembled.
Glancing over from the corner of his eye, the man's face was tense, the corners of his mouth were pursed, and his eyes were looking straight ahead, obviously unhappy.
Lu Yan has survived in the palace for so many years, and her ability to observe words and colors is naturally not low, and she naturally knows that it is not appropriate to speak at this time, otherwise her life may be gone.
Zhao An watched Zhao Jing'an walk in and stepped forward, "Lord Wang, the carriage you prepared has been prepared." Raised his hand to greet Zhao Jing'an and walked forward.
Zhao Jing'an kept walking in the direction of the carriage, and the dew smoke that was originally walking behind Zhao Jing'an was revealed, Zhao An looked at her strangely, pointed at her, turned around and said "Lord Wang......" and found that Zhao Jing'an had entered the carriage, and he couldn't ask if he wanted to.
And seeing that the face of his own prince just now doesn't seem to be very good, it's better not to ask!
stepped forward and said with a dry smile: "Girl, you can send it here." ”
Zhao An thought that Lu Yan was sent by Zhang Qingyuan to send Zhao Jing'an, so he said that.
When Lu Yan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled with what he thought was the most charming, and blessed his body, "The slave and maid Lu Yan are the maids that the mother gave to the prince, and the mother told the slave and maid to take care of the prince's food and clothing in the future." ”
Now Zhao An understood, and the smile froze, and he couldn't laugh dryly.
What's going on? Sending a woman to the prince? No wonder the prince was unhappy just now.
Hehehe My name is Zhao An. ”
Because Lu Yan had already positioned himself as Zhao Jing'an's personal maid, he stepped into the carriage and was ready to sit in, so as to take care of him, he just lifted the curtain, and saw a pair of cold and sharp eyes.
Lu Yan felt cold on his body, goosebumps suddenly rose, and he was about to go in as he took a step, but unexpectedly he heard the tightly pursed lips protruding three words: "Get out of the air!" ”
Lu Yan's body trembled, his heart was cold, and his smile froze, replaced by fear.
put down the curtain and sat next to Zhao An silently, without saying a word.
Zhao An looked at her like that, there was no sympathy in his eyes, only the mockery raised at the corners of his mouth, and the disdain between his eyebrows.
The prince also dares to think about it? Do you want to get in the carriage and think who you are?
Zhang Qingyuan stood at the gate of the palace, looking at the carriage in the distance, his eyes were filled with memories of thoughts, he looked up at the sunny white sky, and whispered: "I won, I won!" Then came the rampant and indulgent laughter, which sounded gloomy and pathetic, but with indescribable sadness.