Mo Yao and Luo Zheng discussed things in the study for a while, and the Ye family sent someone to say that lunch was ready, and invited the two of them to sit down. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Luo Zheng hurriedly led Mo Yao to the dining room.

Under the paper-shaped verandah, Mo Yao joked with Luo Zheng while walking: "The cook in Grandpa Luo's mansion has excellent skills, every time this king has a meal in Grandpa Luo's mansion, there will always be a few days after returning to the palace that I don't know the taste of food, but unfortunately I can't come and bother me every day, it's not easy to seize an opportunity, so I want to have lunch and then leave." ”

Luo Zheng also smiled loudly when he heard this, "It's all raised by the prince, thanks to the prince's refusal, if you like it, the lower official will ask the cook to make some dishes you love every day and send them to the house." ”

Mo Yao's face stiffened when he heard this, but he quickly regained his smile, "Why is it so troublesome?" If you have the opportunity to come to the house for lunch, it is enough. ”

"The prince doesn't have to be polite." Luo Zheng also strongly recommended it.

Mo Yao looked at Luo Zheng who was insisting, and suddenly felt like he was lifting a stone and hitting his own feet.

I couldn't, so I had to use the excuse to talk about something else and steer the conversation away.

The night stopped and watched it with a smile.

It's really rare for him to see the prince blocked by someone and can't answer, this opportunity is rare, Grandpa Luo can be called a high pole!

The prince probably didn't expect that Grandpa Luo was so "incomprehensible", he really thought that he had fallen in love with the craftsmanship of the chef of the Guogong Mansion, but he didn't understand the hidden meaning of the prince's words at all.

Where does the prince like the dishes of the Guogong Mansion, obviously he is a person who likes the Guogong Mansion!

Soon, we arrived at the dining room.

Ye took his daughter to guard the door, and when he saw Mo Yao and them coming, he was busy and saluted.

"The chefs in the Guogong Mansion are not as skilled as the chefs in the Wangye's Mansion, they eat coarse food and wine, and they are not well prepared, please forgive the prince." Ye said politely.

Luo Zheng led Mo Yao to the main seat and sat down, and when he heard Ye's words, he said happily: "The prince just praised the cook's craftsmanship, I think I should like these dishes, what do you say, prince?" ”

Mo Yao smiled back with a kind smile, "Of course, it's good to change your taste once in a while, everyone should sit down, don't be restrained." ”

Luo Zheng sat down under Mo Yao, then the Ye family, and Luo Qingran.

Yezhi sat on the other side of Mo Yao.

When Luo Qingran sat down, he glanced at Ye Zhi a little strangely.

If she was not mistaken, Ye Zhifang just smiled, right? That smile is a bit of schadenfreude?

But why? Could it be that something funny happened?

There is also a father who said that Mo Yao praised the craftsmanship of the chefs in the house, which is even more strange.

She has tasted the craftsmanship of the chefs of the palace, and it is not much better than the imperial chefs in the imperial dining room, Mo Yao would praise a little-known chef in their family?

Thinking of this, Luo Qingran slowly raised his head and glanced at Mo Yao secretly.

At this time, I heard Ye Shi point to a plate of dishes on the table and say to Mo Yao: "This exquisite jade heart is specially made by Qingzhi, can the prince try it?" ”

As soon as Mo Yao heard that Luo Qingran had done it himself, his attention was immediately attracted.

Looking at the crystal clear and exquisitely shaped jade heart, I only felt that a heart was stuffed for a moment.

With such exquisite dishes, where can he be willing to eat them? It's almost as good as taking it home and treasured it!

"Lord Wang, but is there anything you are not satisfied with?" Ye Shi took the trouble to arrange this table meal, for fear that Mo Yao would feel dissatisfied with something, but now seeing him staring at the table but not moving his chopsticks, he thought that the dish made him dislike, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous at the moment.

Mo Yao immediately came back to his senses when he heard this, and hurriedly reassured: "How come? The dishes prepared by Madame are very much in line with the king's wishes, but the king was just shocked by this exquisite jade heart, and he was stunned for a while, and hoped that Madame would not mind. ”

Ye Shi listened to Mo Yao's words, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

The prince likes his daughter's cooking, which is a good thing.

Thinking of this, Ye Shi hurriedly instructed the maid to add vegetables to Mo Yao.

The few maids who served the meal today were all Ye's henchmen, and they knew Ye's intentions well, so they took the lead in giving Mo Yao a chopsticks and a delicate jade heart.

Mo Yao looked at the dishes in front of him, and he was reluctant to move, so he had to pick them up and use them.

After a while, Mo Yao nodded with a satisfied face, and looked at Luo Qingran with a smile: "The craftsmanship is very good, much better than the chef of the palace." ”

Hearing this, Ye Zhi silently bowed his head and ate the food, without making any comments.

The lie told by his own prince to please his prospective princess did not show the slightest surprise, but was accustomed to it.

Luo Qingran's eyebrows moved slightly, and he smiled back, "The prince praised it falsely, it's just a small skill of carving insects." ”

"How is this a small skill of carving insects, this skill is indeed better than any skilled chef in the eyes of this king." Mo Yao looked back at Luo Qingran with a smile, and the affection in his eyes was clearly recognizable.

Luo Zheng and Ye Shi saw some ambiguous little interactions between the two, but they didn't say anything, exchanged glances with each other, and nodded with a smile, just as if they didn't see it.

After lunch, after everyone rinsed their mouths, Mo Yao used another cup of tea before leaving Luofu with the tricks picked by Ye's mother and daughter.

Luo Zheng and Ye returned to Jiyingtang, and Luo Qingran also transferred back to Xiaoxiangju.

As soon as she returned, Zhili handed her a letter.

"Miss, this is what the night ended and handed over to the slave maid, and it was said that the prince gave it to you."

Luo Qingran nodded, took the letter, walked to the bookcase by the window and sat down.

After a while, after reading the letter, Luo Qingran asked Zhili to take the letter and burn it clean.

She knew that the prince would not really come just to send the style of the wedding dress.

To be honest, Luo Qingran didn't believe that Luo Wenyan was crazy at all.

With her understanding of Luo Wenyan, she is definitely not such a fragile person, Luo Wenyan was not crazy when Zhao Siying hanged herself, was she scared crazy because of a marriage turmoil?

Joke!

In her previous life, she was able to pour poisoned wine on her cousin, but in this life, she would go crazy because of her aunt's trouble, which is ridiculous!

However, the problem now is that Empress Wei supported Mo Rin in the back, and many adults did hear that Luo Wenyan went crazy in the happy room that day, and now everyone in Huajing thinks that Luo Wenyan is crazy, and even her own father and mother believe it.

If she says that people are not crazy at this time, no one will believe them.

This is the brilliance of Empress Wei and Mo Rin, Luo Qingran narrowed his eyes, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes.

Now unless Luo Wenyan herself jumps out and debunks Mo Rin's lies, no one will believe that she is not crazy.

But it's not easy.

Not to mention that Mo Rin's mansion is heavily guarded, and even if Luo Wenyan jumps out now and says that she is not crazy, not many people will believe her, but everyone will think that she is still talking crazy, because no one will admit that she is crazy!

What to do? What can be done to let everyone know that Luo Wenyan is not crazy?

Luo Qingran's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his index finger lightly tapped on the table, making a thin sound.