The little wife will never have a daughter of any value, and Concubine Rong said politely: "The princess doesn't know, if this girl is honest, I will naturally not have much trouble here." It's just that she and their group of guards," she said, pointing to the group of rough men, with a hint of contempt in her eyes, "she is a girl, and she is with this group of guards, catching pheasants in the garden. ”

Ping Yao listened helplessly.

Feudal etiquette and religious ideology, or not!

After hearing this, the scene was calm for a while.

Ping Yao took Princess Qinghe's gaze and calmly let her look at it. She didn't feel like she was doing anything wrong. She lived in a different era than these people, and no one could say who was wrong.

The scene was silent for two seconds, and everyone waited for Princess Qinghe's statement.

Ping Yao also saw the little palace maid in pink behind Princess Qinghe and smiled at her proudly.

Schadenfreude laughs.

Finally, Princess Seihe spoke. A smile bloomed on Princess Qinghe's face first-in fact, she had been smiling all the time, but this smile was a little more curved.

It's like a blooming peony.

This Dachang peony has a clear voice, and said to Concubine Rong: "Rong Niangniang, I think she is a child's heart." On a whim, where do you think so much? ”

was lost in front of her, Concubine Rong was dry: "The princess is wrong to say this, what is a whim?" Regardless of court etiquette and mingling with the guards, this is called a whim? Then next time, if the palace concubine is like this with the guards, it is also called a whim? What if ・・・・・・"

A group of people watched Concubine Rong snap and talk, and their faces changed.

Sister, did you forget to bring your brains when you went out, and you actually talked back to Princess Qinghe?

Princess Qinghe's face was calm, she looked at Concubine Rong with a smile, and when she finished her generous words, she opened her mouth without hurry: "Listening to Rong Niangniang's words, I really don't know the meaning of 'whim'." That Rong Niangniang, you also said such a call on a whim? ”

Princess Qinghe's smile is as warm as jade, her voice is like a spring water, and her eyes are like spring water.

But Concubine Rong was so frightened that her legs were weak.

In Dachang Palace, there are three women, you must not offend.

Empress. Dare to offend her? Waiting for her mother's family to edict the country, as soon as the paper comes, you will be a victim of peace between the two countries.

Xiang Guifei. If you dare to offend her, your body will probably be found at the water's edge, on the mountain, on the bed, and on the beams of the house that night.

Princess Seiwa. There are no people who have offended her. However, the person who made her unhappy had already been made fertilizer by the emperor.

Emperor Dachang favored his daughter, which was famous.

Concubine Rong stammered and regretted not being at the beginning: "Princess, I just now, just now・・・・・・ I was talking about fun, princess, don't take it seriously." ”

Qinghe smiled slightly: "It's really nothing if I don't take it right." Rong Niangniang is not scared of me. ”

As she spoke, Princess Qinghe looked at Ping Yao, who was buried by a group of immortals.

This is, hand over the sword of revenge to Ping Yao.

"It's not scared, it's just that it's been delayed for so long, and the golden chicken hasn't been caught yet."

"That Rong Niangniang, I have to ask you to help her go to Zhencao Garden to catch golden pheasants."

Concubine Rong is going crazy, her blood is surging, and she will faint if she can't get up in one breath.

However, looking at Princess Qinghe's smiling face, she knew that she couldn't faint. Otherwise, the emperor will soon find someone to "talk" to her.

Therefore, Concubine Rong, who was still impassionedly about Ping Yao's bad behavior, followed a group of rough men into the green grassland to catch pheasants.

Ping Yao carried two golden chickens and walked briskly towards the Suqing Palace.

When she went out, it was noon. When I came back, it was sunset.

Yunbi happened to be in the yard, watering the gardenia under the porch. I happened to see Ping Yao carrying two golden chickens that were jumping around and screaming, and went straight into the palace.

She hadn't reminded Ping Yao that Prince Da Zhou was having dinner inside.

Ping Yao just wanted to carry two live chickens, and the diaphragm should be the clouds.

Anyway, she is a palace maid who serves closely, and no one stops her.

When I entered the house, I saw Yun Yi eating. Hey, exactly.

As soon as Ping Yao's hand was released, the two chickens flew out. The golden rooster flies high, although the two feet are still tied together, but if you want to jump to the dinner table, it is not difficult at all.

A plate full of delicacies instantly turned into greasy soup and water.

Yun Yi held chopsticks and froze in mid-air. Through the golden rooster with fluttering wings, he looked at Ping Yao, who was slightly tilted his chin.

Yun Yi smiled: "I thought you would have to come back a little later." ”

Ping Yao raised her chin again.

Underestimate her.

Yun Yi continued to smile and speak: "So, I still want to eat, your dinner time has passed, and it is outdated." If the dishes on the table are not moved, I can also leave them for you. ”

What does it mean to shoot yourself in the foot?

Ping Yao wanted to cry without tears. But she couldn't admit it. The girl continued to tilt her chin and smiled lightly: "I'm not hungry." ”

Yun Yi put down his chopsticks. Beside him, Xiao Yanzi, who had been serving him since Da Zhou, diligently handed over a wet hand towel.

Yun Yi wiped her hands and asked her with concern: "Then are you tired?" ”

"Not tired." The girl was still arrogant.

"That's good. Then clean up here, you go to the kitchen and make these two chickens. ”

After speaking, Yun Yi smiled at Ping Yao, put down the handkerchief in his hand, and walked to the inner hall.

Duyu Pingyao, and two feathered golden pheasants, looked at each other in a complicated way.

The Suqing Palace has its own kitchenette. The cook used was brought by Yun Yi from Da Zhou.

Ping Yao brought the golden chicken to the kitchen, cleaned her hands, rolled up her sleeves, and was ready to show off her cooking skills.

Then when she held a sharp knife and gestured up and down at the two arrogant and bright golden chickens, the chef in the kitchen couldn't help it.

The chef stepped forward and snatched the knife from Ping Yao's hand, and pushed the girl away: "Get up, look at me." ”

The girl who was disgusted stood by happily and watched.

is worthy of being a master, that knife worker, under the naked eye, only the silver knife shadow flashes again.

That is, a yawn, a fat chicken, into a piece of obedient meat.

Ingredients, light a fire, simmer the chicken. The master is alone, and he proceeds in an orderly manner.

Half an hour later, the fragrance wafted through the Suqing Palace.

"Master, you are really good, I see you cooking, you are simply enjoying it. If you have time, you can teach me too, right? ”

The master was praised so red that he was obviously proud, but he wanted to look up and make a reserved appearance: "Come on, you can quickly bring the things to His Highness." Clumsy, I really don't know why His Royal Highness chose you as a personal palace maid. ”

As he spoke, he walked away with his head held high.

The master's chicken nuggets are really fragrant. Ping Yao watched the master leave and began to do whatever he wanted.