Goodbye Hongday

There is not a moment of peace in this palace. Rong Ruo is idle and bored in the palace, so he can only make pastries to pass the time, and the servants of the palace have never seen the master of his own cooking.

But today, an uninvited guest came to the palace.

Rong Ruo was just about to bring Hongli a plate of dim sum she had made herself, and as soon as she raised her leg and stepped over the threshold, she heard the conversation between the two in the room.

"Old Five, what you said is true?"

"Really, Huang Ama was furious today, dismissed the title of the third brother, and imprisoned him in the Zongren Mansion."

After listening to this, Hongli frowned, and after a while, he said, "Otherwise, let's go see him." ”

As soon as he stopped, he was stopped by Hongtian: "No, fourth brother, if you and I go to see the third brother today, you are angering Huang Ama, at the moment, you are the most proud prince of Huang Ama, he can inherit the throne one day, and you must not be caught by someone in the braids at the moment." ”

After listening to Hongday's words, Hongli nodded.

After a while, Hongyang said: "Fourth brother, what you promised me, will you forget?" ”

Hongli was stunned and said, "Don't worry, I won't forget it." "I didn't expect this kid to still think about it.

Hongyang smiled, that's good.

After a while, Rong Ruo went in, and when Hongyang saw Rong Ruo, his eyes were straight.

Rong Ruo didn't see Hongday, and made a cold salute: "Say hello to the prince, and the prince is auspicious." ”

Rong Ruo still didn't glance at Hongyang, Hongyang nodded slightly.

The air around him was extremely cold, Hongli took a sip of tea, tasted a sip of dim sum and said, "This dim sum is really good, fifth brother, you can taste it too." ”

finally broke the silence, Rong Ruo didn't say much, it was impossible to refuse, and he fell into a stingy reputation.

Hongtian happily tasted the dim sum on the table, and when he thought that this was made by Rong Ruo himself, he left his mouth fragrant, and the fragrance of the pastry filled his mouth with a light touch.

After tasting, Hongtian was full of praise: "It's delicious, it's delicious, it's sweet and soft, and the taste is wonderful!" ”

Hongli put down the pastry in his hand, looked at Rong Ruo's cold face, and then looked at Hongli and said, "Fourth brother, this pastry is so delicious, I wonder if you can let me bring some back to taste?" ”

After Rong Ruo listened, his eyes widened, he looked at Hongli, and then at Hongli, wanting Hongli to refuse, but he didn't want to, "Of course you can, I'll ask the maid to wrap some more for you in a while, and you can take it back and taste it slowly." ”

"Thank you, Fourth Brother."

Rong Ruo looked at Hongli, and knew that she had such a relationship with Hongday, and even gave him the pastries she made, which was intentional.

Did you deliberately do it, okay, I'll show you on purpose.

In the Qing Dynasty, there was no such thing as mustard, but there was still an infinite amount of salt.

In the evening, Rong Ruo personally sent a osmanthus cake to Hongli, Hongli was reading, he asked Rong Ruo to put it on the table first, Hongli saw that Rong Ruo had been staring at himself, and asked curiously: "Is there anything on the face of this king?" ”

"Nope." Rong Ruo shook his head and said, "Lord Wang, hurry up and eat the pastries, it won't taste good for a while." ”

Hongli looked at the book, held a piece of pastry in his hand, took a bite, and in his mouth, his face suddenly changed, he looked at Rong Ruo, and Rong Ruo held back a smile.

Hongli spit out the pastry and drank a large sip of tea, after a while, he stared at Rong Ruo, his eyes made Rong Ruo shudder, and his back was cold, Rong Ruo took the initiative to admit his mistake with Hongli, she moved the tea to Hongli's face: "Prince, the concubine knows that it is wrong, you forgive the concubine." ”

"You, why do you have so many ideas to put salt in the pastry." Hongli's gaze softened a lot, but he still pretended to reprimand Rong Ruo.

Rong Ruo shrunk his neck by Hongli's words, but he still mustered up the courage to say: "Don't you want to give my pastries to others, my pastries are so unpalatable, you give them back to others." ”

"Who said that I would give your pastries to Hongyang, the pastries in the small kitchen are ten times better than those you make, and this king will give your unsightly things to others."

Rong Ruo was a little happy when he heard that he didn't give his own pastries to Hongtian, but he was still muttering and complaining: "If it's so unpalatable, you still eat it." ”

"What did you say?" Hongli asked Rong Ruo.

Rong Ruo is like a little white rabbit who has been caught by someone in the ear, and he becomes well-behaved in seconds: "It's nothing, prince, the concubine has retired first, you eat slowly." ”

After Rong Ruo left, Hongli picked up the osmanthus cake in his hand and couldn't help laughing, this girl is really stupid, sugar and salt can be mixed together.