Xiao Tuanzi grinned with a standard crescent moon and said: "The second son of Gongliang has been practicing for two hours, and the sun is shining underground, but the slave family is fine, but I am afraid that the second son of Gongliang is tanned and tired, and the emperor has to pick the skin of the slave family." ”

Gongliang said: "My father-in-law is too worried! I wasn't strong, but I didn't bask in the sun, and I collapsed after a few laps of riding. ”

Xiao Tuanzi said with a smile: "Although I said so, before the emperor went hunting, he entrusted the second son of Gongliang to the care of the slave family. ”

Gongliang smiled, and Xiao Tuanzi said: "Looking at the hour, the emperor and all the sons and sons are about to come back from hunting." The second son of Gongliang might as well take a break for the time being, so as to save other protons from bumping into him, to say that the emperor is eccentric. ”

Xiao Tuanzi took the words to mention Gongliang Jie'er, but Gongliang Jie'er only smiled slightly and did not respond.

Xiao Tuanzi immediately arranged for the little eunuch to send Gongliang'er's horses back to the stable.

Gongliang moved back to his tent, changed his soaked clothes, put on a clean uniform, and then got up and came out.

At this time, Helian Yingche and the other protons had not returned. The palace ladies outside the tent are preparing for tonight's feast.

Gongliang Wei'er passed by, and suddenly smelled the aroma of bird's nest soup, smelled the fragrance and looked for it, and the two palace maids were boiling soup on the side. One of the palace maids also scooped a scoop of cold water and added it to the soup.

Gongliang stepped forward, looked at the soup in the treasure cover and the water prepared on the side of the table, and asked, "Are you making bird's nest soup?" ”

The two palace maids nodded and echoed in response.

"The emperor made the emperor's favorite rock sugar bird's nest soup, saying that he wanted the slaves and maids to make it according to the taste of the previous concubine Niangniang."

The words of the palace maids regenerated Gongliang'er's originally rippling heart. Gongliang Zhu'er didn't expect that the high-ranking emperor Helian Yingche would remember that Gongliang Zhu'er only made rock sugar bird's nest soup once when he accompanied him on a hunt last time. But Helian Yingche's thoughts will not be forgotten, but there will be no repercussions.

Gongliang said: "What you just added is the dew at four o'clock? ”

The palace maids were surprised: "How does the second son of Gongliang know?" ”

Gongliang smiled embarrassedly: "I've only heard of it." ”

One of the palace maids sniffed the aroma of bird's nest soup and said, "This taste seems to be missing something!" ”

"Have you ever added nectar?" Gongliang reminded him.

The palace maid patted her head and said suddenly: "I almost forgot about the honey, but fortunately, even if the second son of Gongliang reminds us, otherwise we will be embarrassed in front of the saint!" ”

The two palace maids thanked them again and again.

One of them was on the last spring hunt, and the palace maid who came to the royal enclosure with the holy driver saw Gongliang Zhu'er in front of her, who was dressed in military uniform and hair, and said in amazement: "Concubine Yingniang?!" ”

Another palace maid pushed the stunned palace maid with her hand, and said softly: "What Concubine Yingniang, this is the second son of Gongliang of the Pingxi Hou Mansion, not the dead Concubine Yingniang." ”

Gongliang was originally afraid that his identity would be revealed, so he was much more restrained and low-key along the way. Helplessly, when she was a concubine before, she was too conspicuous to accompany the king, and she was still remembered by someone who cares.

There were a lot of palace maids who drove to the paddock last time, and they weren't from Yixinyuan, so it was reasonable that Gongliang didn't remember the palace maid in front of him.

Gongliang thought that the palace maid recognized her identity and had the heart to walk away, but she felt that she had an original face and could be recognized wherever she went.

Gongliang stood coldly in the autumn breeze, and said with a light smile: "There were also people who mistakenly thought of me as Concubine Yingniang before, although I haven't seen Concubine Yingniang, but I think that I must look similar to Concubine Ying, so I will be misidentified again and again." ”

The palace maid who was still in shock was dumbfounded, and when she heard Gongliang Fu'er say this, she felt that the aura of the second son of the Pingxi Hou Mansion, who was dressed in military uniform in front of her, was completely different from the gentle and tactful of Concubine Ying, and thought of Concubine Ying's death, even if the handsome young man in front of him looked similar to Concubine Ying, the two could never be the same person.

The palace maid bowed down and apologized: "The slave maid just saw that the second son of Gongliang and the concubine looked a little similar, so she mistook the son and said nonsense, and asked the second son of Gongliang to forgive me!" ”

Gongliang said: "It's okay, I'm a grass people, and it's an honor to be a little similar to Concubine Ying's mother." Since you have something to do, I won't bother you much. ”

Gongliang said, turned sideways, and left the place.

"How can there be two people in the world who look so alike? If it weren't for the heroic body of Gongliang's second son, I would really think that Concubine Ying would have died and come back to life. The palace maid looked at Gongliang'er's back and sighed.

"Where there are so many inevitable connections, it's nothing more than a coincidence. But then again, the second son of Gongliang is really a handsome and extraordinary character, and if he is a daughter, he must be a beauty who will captivate the country and the city! Another palace maid exclaimed.

"Okay, okay, let's do things in peace, don't be whimsical here, thinking about the swan meat of Gongliang's second son. It's all about boiling this bowl of soup. ”

Gongliang was talking with Yu Lingjun outside the tent, only to see a horn not far away, and Wu Yangyang and his party rode towards the camp. Riding the Lu in front, several other protons followed, and the guards behind them were loaded with hunted prey.

"The emperor is back!" Yu Lingjun said excitedly.

As he spoke, Helian Yingche and the others had already ridden their horses to the outside of the camp tent.

Gongliang and Yu Ling both leaned over and stood to the side.

Helian Yingche got down from Lu Yingche, glanced at Gongliang Er'er on his side, and said softly: "It's okay to feed Marco today?" ”

Gongliang replied with his head bowed: "Thanks to the emperor's blessing, everything is going well." ”

Helian Yingche nodded, and then entered the camp tent to change his outfit.

On top of the feast, the palace maid will prepare the delicacies on the table banquet.

Helian Yingche and the seven protons sat down in turn.

After a while, the delicacies were all ready, Helian Yingche raised his glass and spoke, and everyone responded one after another, drinking happily and happily.

Helian Yingche habitually took a sip of the rock sugar bird's nest soup on the feast, and the familiar taste was almost the same as what Yun Wei'er had made before.

Helian Yingche's expression froze, and he turned his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Who made this rock sugar bird's nest soup?" ”

The two palace maids in front of them were originally standing aside, and when they heard the emperor's personal questioning, they were afraid that the bird's nest soup they made would not meet Helian Ying's appetite, so they said weakly: "Yes, it was made by the slaves and maids." ”

Xiao Tuanzi bowed his head to the side and whispered to Helian Ying: "The emperor is not satisfied with the taste of this soup? If the emperor doesn't like it, the slave and maid will make a new one in the back kitchen. ”

Helian Yingche waved his hand and said, "The taste of this soup is exactly what I taste, I want to ask these two palace maids, how is this soup made?" Can someone guide you from the side? ”。

The two palace maids saw Helian Yingche and his face pleasant, and just asked how to do it, not that they disliked the soup they boiled, so they replied bluntly: "Back to the emperor, this soup is indeed made by the slaves and maids, but the second son of Gongliang once passed by here and reminded one or two, and the slaves and maids grasped the heat and proportion of the soup." ”

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