When Yongying arrived at the Lanyu Pavilion, the maids in the Lanyu Pavilion were busy.

The Yuan clan only had one maid and a eunuch to serve, and the extra people in the Lanyu Pavilion were all arranged for him to come to the Lanyu Pavilion.

If he hadn't come here today, I'm afraid it would have been the same quiet scene as before.

Yuan listened to the eunuch's briefing, came out of the back room, and walked to Yong Ying to say hello.

Yong Ying took her hand and sighed inexplicably: "I have really wronged you these days." ”

Yuan shook his head.

"The lord has promoted the concubine, the concubine is a lowly person, and these days are not bitter, but it just makes people feel bland."

Yuan's words touched Yongzhen, and he looked at Yuan's in large quantities.

"You're looking a little different."

Yuan looked up and smiled.

"These clothes are all given by Fu Jin to the concubines, and Fu Jin said that these small things are the most waiting for the concubines."

Yongying was stunned by this smile.

Yuan's dress today is like a girl who has just come out of the cabinet.

She wore an apricot-yellow dress, her makeup was lively, her eyebrows were curved like willow leaves, her eyes were full of light when she spoke, and even her lips were pink.

There is only a little emerald on the head, but it is a kind of natural beauty, and the small golden lotus wears a pair of flower pots embroidered with red fish.

Chang Yan clearly understood Yongzhen's preferences, and today he asked people to prepare for the Yuan family to wear Yongzheng to death.

So much so that Yongying was a little absent-minded when he was eating.

The meal with the master and the master is far better than the meal of Yuan's own daily life, I don't know how much.

The people in the small kitchen saw that she was depressed, and the dinner she brought was only some meals without oil, and most of them were over-fried.

Today's dishes are very different.

The first dish is a hot soup that is common in winter, stewed by an old hen. The excipients are mushrooms, sea cucumber and yacon.

The next soup is also soup, but instead of chicken soup, it is lamb meat and lamb soup stewed with white radish.

The soup has the rest of the formal dishes are not ambiguous, Yongying has always been a person who loves to write poems and sprinkle ink, with a more bold temperament, and a wide range of friends from all over the world. Snacks and delicacies from all over the world often appear on the dinner table, such as plum vegetables and meat, and sour and hot chicken feet.

Yongying rarely used only a little food and abandoned the chopsticks, but the Yuan family was a little curious when he saw these for the first time, and he was happy to eat.

Yongying used chopsticks to clip a chopstick of rabbit meat for Yuan's family: "If you like it, I'll ask the small kitchen to make more for you that day." ”

Yuan put down the dishes and chopsticks.

"The concubine can taste these things and think that she has been touched with the blessing of the master, how dare she ask for more?"

"The concubine really likes these meals, so she can ask the master in charge when she has time, and she can also try it with Fujin when the time comes?"

When Yong Ying heard this, he was surprised by the relationship between the Yuan clan and Fu Jin.

On weekdays, these two don't have too much intersection, but today's relationship is so good!

But Yong Ying's face didn't show any surprise, but laughed at Yuan's family.

"How is Fujin? Ye is the owner of this mansion, you don't please Ye, Ye is not happy! ”

Yuan's rare boldness: "The master has never set foot in the small land of the concubine on weekdays, and the concubine is also boring in this courtyard, so she can only go to Fujin to walk around." ”

"So, you're weird?"

Yong Ying looked at Yuan's inexplicable smile, and suddenly approached and hugged Yuan's up.

"Master satisfies you."

Yuan was in Yongzhen's arms, and the shyness in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

The snow outside the house stopped, and the hibiscus tent was warm......