As soon as Biyufu pushed open the door, he saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in a golden crown and robe sitting in front of the desk, holding "Sou Shen Ji" and reading it with relish. She couldn't help gritting her teeth: Why did this black-hearted prince come again?

Lin Qingmei didn't have the concept of male and female defense, she was very happy to see Zhao Ling coming here at night: "Brother Ling, why are you here?" ”

Zhao Ling took out an oily paper bag from his arms and said, "Brother Ling ate your osmanthus cake yesterday, and he was very upset, and today there are nine cakes in the palace, so I will bring some to eat with you." ”

He opened the oiled paper bag, which was a nine-layer cake the thickness of his index finger and as bright green as an imperial jade.

Lin Qingmei touched her stomach: It's so full! I can't eat it anymore. But this pastry looks crystal clear and delicious.

She picked up a small piece and put it in her mouth, it was tender and springy, and it was very sweet. She ate a piece and licked her lips, she couldn't get enough of it, but a pair of soft wattles were on her stomach, and she really couldn't eat it.

Under the candlelight, her licked lips were shiny, and Zhao Ling only glanced at it, and then remembered the taste in the Taoist room yesterday. At that time, he was thinking about the pure land of the Daomen in his heart, and he didn't dare to think about it, but now Xiao Qingmei's lips are delicate, like the blooming peony waiting to be picked, and he is a little itchy.

He asked, "Is it delicious?" ”

Xiao Qingmei nodded emphatically. Zhao Ling followed the temptation: "It's delicious, it's delicious, but it's inevitable that you will get tired of eating too much, and you can get tired of it with Longjing before Mingqian." ”

Lin Qingmei then turned around and asked Jasper: "Jasper, do we have a Longjing before the Ming Dynasty?" ”

Biyu shook her head: "Before the rain, there are two taels of Longjing, which are very precious!" ”

Zhao Ling immediately said: "It must be the Longjing before the Ming Dynasty." ”

Longjing is known as "before the rain for the top grade, before the Ming Dynasty for the treasure" said, before the Ming Dynasty Longjing is a tribute, ordinary eunuchs are not rewarded is not to drink. Biyu glanced at Zhao Ling suspiciously, and the black-hearted prince began to play tricks on her girl again.

Sure enough, Zhao Ling said: "When I left the palace, I drank the Longjing before the Ming Dynasty, and now I still have some on my lips, do you want to taste Mei'er?" ”

Biyu snorted secretly: Sure enough, there is nothing to be done, either treachery or theft!

She immediately pulled Lin Qingmei away with a smile and said, "Your Highness is really confused, from the palace to our Shangshu Mansion, the little tea left on her lips has already dried up, how can there be any leftover for the girl?" ”

Zhao Ling glanced at her coldly, and his tone was unquestionable: "Go out and watch the door!" ”

Biyu was angry, secretly glanced at Zhao Ling, and went out unwillingly.

Zhao Ling pulled Xiao Qingmei into his arms and sat down, and asked, "Mei'er, do you want to taste the taste of Mingqian Longjing?" ”

Xiao Qingmei nodded, leaned over and licked his lips, the tip of her tongue crossed his lips, like catkins brushing across the surface of a calm lake, causing layers of ripples, making his heart tremble and unable to be quiet for a long time.

Lin Qingmei sucked for a moment, then pouted and complained: "Brother Ling is a liar, there is no taste of tea at all." ”

Zhao Ling feigned surprise: "No? If you taste it again, there will be ironclad. ”

Lin Qingmei refused to taste it, she looked at the remaining nine-fold cake with her eyes, and was distressed that she really couldn't eat it.

"Brother Ling's nine-fold cake is delicious, but it's still not as delicious as the birthday star's father-in-law's osmanthus cake."

She whispered in his ear: "Mei'er tells you, that osmanthus cake is eaten by the gods, and you can live a long life." ”

Zhao Ling saw that she looked childish, and couldn't help but ask, "How did Mei'er know?" ”

"Because it was given by the birthday star's father-in-law! There is a big bag on the top of the birthday father-in-law's head, which is exactly the same as the birthday boy hanging in our Rongshou Hall. ”

Zhao Ling didn't care, and when she said something stupid, she smiled and didn't answer.