Chapter 142

Picking up the teacup placed on the table, Song Weiyan wrapped a mouthful of water in her mouth, and then swallowed it slowly. Sitting at the table, looking at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the dark.

"Drink some hot water, don't drink cold all the time." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came out of the darkness, holding a teacup in his hand, and handed it to Song Weiyan, "Don't you like me and hate me?" ”

The young man said as he stared at Song Weiyan's face. The open, righteous eyes looked at the face of Lord Tianxiang like this, and he was seeking an answer.

Seeing such a look always makes people feel that they are full of darkness, and then they can't help but tell the whole story of what they have committed.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said seriously. The ministers should love His Royal Highness the Prince. Song Weiyan said, took the teacup handed to her by His Royal Highness the Prince, took a sip of water, and then looked at His Royal Highness the Prince, "Maybe the minister did something that His Royal Highness the Prince hated, and the minister confessed his mistake to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince again." ”

"Yes, you did something that disgusted Hongu." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said, "Last time, you actually asked the envoy from Daqi to come back with you, if it wasn't for the fact that the palace saw it and stepped forward. Are you going to bring that person back! Lord Tianxiang, please pay attention to your own words and deeds, as the minister of a country, you can casually take other men to Bai Ze Tianxiafu, what are you going to do! ”

"Where to bring it back?" Song Weiyan drank saliva again and asked.

"Bai Ze Tianxiang's Mansion." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said angrily.

"Since it is the minister's mansion, then, no matter who the minister brings back, it seems that it has nothing to do with His Royal Highness the Prince."

It didn't seem that he didn't expect Lord Tianxiang to speak to him like this, His Royal Highness the Prince's momentum instantly softened, and after he lowered his head and thought for a long time, he said in a low voice: "Bengong, Bengong is just worried that Lord Tianxiang will be snatched away by others, and he won't want Bengong in the future." ”

"If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince feels uneasy," Song Weiyan said slowly, "then, the prime minister will find a way to get rid of him." ”

"This is not the case with this palace." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said.

"It doesn't matter. It's the Prime Minister's desire to do this. Song Weiyan lowered her head and played with the teacup in her hand, "Is there anything else going on with His Royal Highness the Prince?" ”

"Nope." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said, stepped forward, stretched out his arms, and made a gesture of hugging, "This palace, I want to hug Lord Tianxiang." ”

“”

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not changed his hugging posture, and Song Weiyan has been sitting and has not moved. Since when has His Royal Highness the Crown Prince changed, it seems that after returning from Daqi, he has changed, and he has become more attached to Song Weiyan before, but he is not as dependent on Song Weiyan as before.

I can't grasp such a change, is I blaming Song Weiyan for sending him to another man with her own hands and becoming a prostitute?

Or is it because of what?

And His Royal Highness the Crown Prince maintained that posture and did not move, and in the end, Song Weiyan still took the initiative to reach out and hug His Royal Highness the Prince.

Following.

The morning sun shines through the clouds, and the night market is gone, replaced by the morning market that has just come alive.

Woken up by a shouting voice, Bai Rui woke up from the table in the teahouse with three empty plates and two teacups in front of him. It seems that he slept at the table in the teahouse all night.

"Buns, buns"

"Pancakes, delicious pancakes"

I thought that the shouting would be like this, but who knows, the shouting that woke up Bai Rui was not like this at all.

"You should know that the taste is only the bottom of the pot, and the remnants of the full are not wronged." As soon as he heard such a shout, Bai Rui thought it was something very good. Following the sound, it turned out to be roasted white potatoes.

Set up a large iron pot in the street, put water in it, put the washed white potatoes in it and boil until the boiling water runs out. White potatoes are soft because they absorb water. The white potato skin is boiled into a thin layer, vermilion, translucent, and the meat inside is like a bag of honey, which breaks when touched. To eat this kind of white potato, you must hold it in the palm of your hand, stand on the street in winter, carefully pick up a small piece of white potato meat, and the strength is a fight with the frozen persimmon that eats and drinks honey.

Those who know how to eat the boiled sweet potatoes at the bottom of the pot the most, those white potatoes are burned due to the water at the bottom of the pot and the skin is burned, and the sugar is boiled out, which can be said to concentrate the essence of a pot of white potatoes. There are often people who wait in the cold wind until a pot of white potatoes is sold to the end, and those few pieces of white potatoes at the bottom of the pot appear.

It's just that I don't know why winter food appears in such a mid-spring.

"Hey, you kid, no wonder you don't buy this in winter, it turns out that you only came to sell it at this time."

"Hehe, this is also the last white potato in the cellar at home, and this pot is sold out today, so it won't be sold." The stall owner said.

On the side of the sweet potato, there is a kidney bean cake. The stall owner is a woman, squatting on the ground, placing a bamboo basket, which is covered by a cloth curtain, under the curtain is boiled kidney beans, steaming, one by one, as big as a fingernail, a piece of copper plate money, very child's heart.

She wrapped the kidney beans in a clean bean cloth, sprinkled some pepper and salt on them, then twisted the bean cloth into a ball, and slapped her hands up and down with both hands, and it was slapped into a round kidney bean cake.

There was a fragrance in the air, and Bai Rui followed the fragrance to find it, and it turned out to be a thousand knives of meat.

It is made with diced pork, garlic, green and red peppers, and dried red peppers. It is often used to roll in the special one, a thin, translucent, and cooked on a pan called a single cake called steamed bun, which is very fragrant and chewy.

On one side, a carriage was parked, the curtain of which was pulled back a little.

The person sitting in the car looked at Bai Rui who was shuttling through the food stall with an uncertain expression.

"Master, when are you going to do it?"

"You know what? I want to do something, and I've been doing this thing for so long, and I haven't made much progress since I was a child. ”

"Do you want to do it sooner?"

"Nope. In this case, it always feels that it is not quite right. How prepared is the arranged killer? ”

"It's ready, it's just, master, I don't know, why, to use the killer of the zodiac, instead of finding a random killer." After a pause, the voice continued, "Isn't it too ruthless?" ”

"Originally, I never thought that he would come back. Now that I'm back, even if I show mercy, it's impossible. Originally, his sudden appearance disrupted the plan I had worked hard for the past six years, but I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect Wen Shaohua, how did he appear? ”

(To be continued.) )