Chapter 142: A Play

"The relationship between Aunt Xiaohuang and Sister An Jin is so good!" Princess Suyang on the side spoke softly, with a look of envy.

Sang Luo glanced at her, Princess Suyang and Wu Feifei were from the same country, and both of them looked delicate and easy to push. However, Princess Suyang is obviously much higher than Wu Feifei. Wu Feifei was deflated everywhere after meeting Yin Sangluo, and she was also angry in private. This Princess Suyang has always been this delicate appearance until the day the original owner died in her previous life.

"What Sister Suyang said is that the little imperial aunt is funny and humorous, so I will be cheeky and pester the little imperial aunt more." Mu Anjin showed his little tiger teeth, and his attitude towards Princess Suyang was not alienated, but he was definitely not close.

Princess Suyang smiled lightly, and her own delicate temperament spontaneously appeared, which aroused pity: "Isn't it?" I often hear the pony talk about the little aunt, but I can't get to know the little aunt earlier, otherwise, maybe I can become friends with the little aunt as soon as possible! ”

It's as if they're friends now!

Sang Luo glanced at Princess Suyang with a smile: "What Su Yang said is very true!" It's a pity that Su Yang has been kept in the deep palace, where I want to see it. "Who hasn't heard of Yin Sangluo's reputation in the capital? didn't pretend to her back then, and only treated her like a flood beast. Now that she turns her head and wants to extend an olive branch to make friends with her, when she is so worthless, how do they want her to follow?

Princess Suyang's expression did not move, but she didn't understand the meaning of her words: "What the little imperial aunt said is true!" But now it's okay, Su Yang is married, and the Li family is the foreign family of the little imperial aunt. Su Yang and the little imperial aunt are also close to each other now, if the little imperial aunt does not dislike it, Su Yang will be bold and will have to bother more in the future. ”

She really doesn't want this kiss and kiss!

Thinking about it, Sang Luo still smiled politely on the surface: "What do you say about the family?" When the day is free, the little imperial aunt will invite you to sit in the mansion again. When your little uncle comes back, I will invite a few of you to come over and have a home-cooked meal together. "As for when she will be free on this day, it's up to her to decide.

Princess Suyang's smile paused slightly, and then she happily responded.

Mu Anjin on the side saw it in his eyes, and he was so happy in his heart.

Mu Zhanbei is the youngest among his peers, and even Jin Shang and Mu Zhanbei are only three or two years apart. It can be said that Mu Zhanbei actually grew up with Emperor Kang Xuandi and Mu Anjin. But after all, he is older, and he is usually an unsmiling and extremely intimidating existence. Speaking of this little imperial uncle, even the little emperor, the ninety-five honor, and Mu Anjin, who is not afraid of the earth, will subconsciously be jealous and afraid, not to mention the unfavored existences such as Anyang and Suyang princesses. As soon as Sang Luo said that he would wait for Mu Zhanbei to come back, he would feast on their younger generation, where would Princess Suyang still feel happy? She was afraid that Sang Luo would just say it in passing, if Uncle Xiaohuang really invited them to a banquet, Princess Suyang was afraid that she wouldn't even dare to eat.

"Little aunt, princess, sit down and talk first." Wu Feifei smiled and said, "Today is just a gathering for everyone to gossip, so as to avoid all the red tape, everyone just sit down as it was in the past." ”

As he spoke, he asked the magpie who was waiting behind him to give the brocade cushion in his hand to Sang Luo: "Look at the memory of this palace, but I forgot to bring a few more cushions." Magpie, send this cushion in the palace to the little imperial aunt, it is still a little cold this day, but don't freeze the little imperial aunt. ”

Sang Luo hooked his lips with a smile: "It's okay!" I'm used to this, and when it's cold, I will follow my father and brother to the school field, where will I be afraid of this cold? However, the virtuous concubine and the good concubine are pregnant with dragon heirs, and now it is the top priority. Concubine Shu has a heart, why don't you give this cushion to one of the two mothers? ”

Wu Feifei's smiling face suddenly froze, to whom? To give Concubine Xian is to offend Concubine Liang, and to Concubine Liang means that she is closer to Concubine Liang. No matter which one is given, it will always offend the other.

The county lord of Xiaoyan pinched his palm, forcibly didn't stare at Sang Luo, and smiled and asked the maid waiting behind him to send her soft cushion over: "Shufei Niangniang, I have another soft cushion here, just for Concubine Liangniang." Concubine Niangniang, it's better to give it to Concubine Xian. "One for each person, but it is just right for Wu Feifei to relieve the siege. Sang Luo didn't care at all, anyway, the smiling county lord has always been Wu Feifei's brainless fan all these years, how many times has she been reckless for Wu Feifei? There are not many left and right this time!

"Thank you, little aunt!" Concubine Meng Zhiniang bowed slightly, and thanked Wu Feifei with a smile, "I'm tired of my sister." ”

Wu Feifei smiled softly: "Why is Sister Xianfei so polite? It's all one family, not two families. ”

Meng Zhiniang just smiled and skipped the topic.

"Little Imperial Aunt, this is the best dim sum in the imperial dining room, it is made of flowers from the imperial garden as a filling, it melts in the mouth, and it has the unique fragrance of flowers. Aunt Xiao Huang tasted it and saw that it was smooth. Wu Feifei pushed the dim sum in front of her to Sang Luo, smiling, "I heard that the little imperial aunt is also very good at making dim sum, and she often sends it to the little imperial uncle at the border!" I don't know when I will have the honor to taste the dim sum made by Aunt Xiaohuang? "Cooking all day long, even if it's for Uncle Xiaohuang, but your Yin Sangluo has become a joke! It's better to surrender your identity and just be a cook and cook food for others.

Mu Anjin's eyes were slightly dark, and his smile was a little gone. If she didn't know that Aunt Xiao Huang was unwilling to suffer, she would have wanted to scold her directly!

The little imperial aunt is the little imperial uncle's fancy and put it on the tip of her heart! But if you have a little brain, you won't get into trouble with Aunt Xiaohuang! Don't talk about others, don't you see that even Jinshang is polite to Uncle Xiaohuang? It's just a little concubine, and when she entered the palace, she really thought she was the mother of the world? Monarchs and ministers, this is not a king, and he dares to treat the little imperial aunt as a minister!

She deserves it!

Sang Luo was not as angry as Mu Anjin, he just smiled when he heard the words, and generously agreed: "What's the problem then?" When your little uncle returns to Beijing, I will invite you to come over in a post, and I will cook it myself! ”

Wu Feifei's smile finally didn't hold back, there seemed to be a fierce light passing under her eyes, and in the end, she could only laugh dryly and vaguely passed: "This palace is just joking, how can you let the little imperial aunt cook?" ”

Mu Anjin sneered: "Isn't it? If Uncle Xiao Huang sees this, he won't be distressed to death? Who doesn't know that our little uncle hurts the most, but it's the little aunt! ”

Seeing Wu Feifei saying yes repeatedly, with a bit of resentment in her eyes, Mu Anjin only felt full of comfort.

Comparing the little imperial aunt to a cook, it depends on whether the little imperial uncle is willing or not!