52. 052 There is more than one scourge

Fan Ling approached Concubine Mei, "The slave seems to have seen Xilian's cheap hoof." ”

Concubine Mei glanced at her, "Why don't you think about it with your brain, how did that slut get into the palace, you don't even know what the palace looks like, be smart." "Lower the curtains.

is obviously that cheap slave maid, could it be that she was dazzled and scolded in vain.

Duan Xuanlie sat with his eyes closed, "What's the matter?" "My face was still cold.

"What can it be? Bagatelle. The prince rested for a long time, and when he arrived, the slave and maid naturally reminded the prince. The head rested on his broad chest.

She felt that Duan Xuanlie's mind was not on her heart these days, and a woman's intuition was very accurate for her flickering away and near, was he going to slip away from her? I felt a little uneasy.

Yi Qiyu lifted the curtain, so majestic buildings, she couldn't help but think of Afang Palace, covering more than 300 miles, isolating the day, Lishan north and west, straight to Xianyang. The two rivers dissolve and flow into the palace wall. Five steps on the first floor, ten steps on the first floor; The corridor waist is back, and the eaves teeth are pecked high; Each hugging the terrain, hooking and fighting, coiling, embarrassed, beehive water vortex, I don't know how many tens of millions of them fall. The long bridge lies on the waves, the clouds are not cloudy, the dragon is not in the clouds, the road is empty, and the rainbow is not in the clouds? High and low are confused, and they don't know the West and the East.

That's the best way to describe it.

"Sister Yu, let's go to the back kitchen now! Didn't you teach me to make desserts to please my mother? Duan Xuanxue pulled her back to reality.

In fact, she wants to see the princess's luxurious boudoir more, so let the local tyrant show off her!

The princess is so stubborn, thinking about Ling Shao, where can Yi Qiyu say no!

No, it's still telling people to hurry up, this palace is really big enough, and it can accommodate a carriage to gallop, Yi Qiyu's stomach is already full of anger, and she dares to spit it out to you if she is faster.

Before she could breathe smoothly, she was shocked by the back kitchen in front of her, yes, a kitchen is bigger than the palace.

Duan Xuanxue picked up Yi Qiyu and ran inside, and the cook was terrified when he saw the princess, "Princess, how did you come to this dirty place, if the emperor blames it, the slave can't keep even if he has ten heads!" ”

The princess ignored the rampage, the cook was unstable, the princess was notoriously mischievous, and it was not the first time she had come to the back kitchen, and she remembered that the former chef was clicked like this.

Ikitama really wants to give them a door.

"You guys, do what Sister Yu says, you know?" Standing on his toes in front of a group of still trembling cooks, I don't know if they are already in a cold sweat?

The cooks all looked at Ikiyu, this woman could subdue the barbarian princess and begged her to be a good person.

She greeted them warmly, "Hi, hello." "After all, when you come out, people are holding big knives and small knives, if you accidentally slip your hands, it's better to be careful.

The cooks are all smiling, and Yi Qiyu is at least more kind than the princess!

"Well, you guys help me get some egg flour, sugar, sieve, milk, that's all." Yi Qiyu thought of the ingredients for making cakes from memory, and thought that she was really stupid to learn how to make cakes for Qian Xi.

The cooks looked at each other, is this woman here to rob them of their jobs, or is she here to make trouble, how do you look at it, can a slender weak woman touch things in the kitchen?

A princess would have been too much for them to deal with, and now with one more, their heads are bound to move.