After Yuan Kongming reminded him, Hua Mian noticed that just looking at Ye Huang's eleventh rank among the princes, it was not difficult to guess that there must be a third prince in this country, and Yuan Kongming changed his title in the palace probably because he didn't want to be caught in these small details.

"Sister Huamian looks like she's doing well, and she's gained a lot of weight", seeing that everything was normal with Huamian, Yuan Kongming put his mind at ease and returned to his previous frivolous tone, originally worried about whether a person like her who lacked common sense could live in the palace safely, but now it seems that there is no problem.

"It turns out that Sister Huamian looks like this, you have been blocking your face, I guess you don't dare to let others see you because you don't look good."

…… No, you guessed it right! It's also very powerful to guess so accurately and recognize it at a glance, Hua Mian complained in her heart.

"I put on a little makeup, so I always look like someone else", Hua Mian couldn't help but sigh that the makeup skills of several female officials in the palace are too superb, this is no longer called makeup, it can be called transformation.

"I'm relieved to see that you're okay, your chef apprentice in Yilan Building is quite worried about you, and when I went over before, I came to me and said that I had the opportunity to help her see you."

"Ying'er, it's been hard for her during this time."

"So Sister Huamian, when can you go back, it's been a long time since I have eaten the dishes you made by yourself."

"I see that Your Highness Yuan, you don't miss me, you just want to eat."

The place where Hua Mian hid was outside the tent was outside the curtain for the chef to enter and exit, because it was still early before the banquet began, there were no other people walking around here, but how did Yuan Kongming sneak into such a remote place?

What Huamian never imagined was that Yuankong would hear from Lord Zhu early tomorrow that the eleventh prince Ye Huang would attend the moon viewing banquet, and the emperor took into account his physical condition and specially allowed him to bring the chef in his palace to attend, this kind of thing seems to be taken for granted in Huamian, but it is a great favor for the people here, representing the emperor's importance to this son, since he is such an important prince, Yuan Kongming also wants to take the opportunity to get to know him.

"Why don't you go and sit down? Aren't all the ministers seated? The vacant seat next to Lord Zhu is reserved for you, right? Hua Mian asked, pointing to an empty seat on the courtier's seat.

"Now and in the past, I will definitely be surrounded by them and ask if there is something or not, annoying"

"But your position seems to be a little strange", Yuan Kongming is also the prince of a country, even if he is just a seat to study, it should not be in the rank of courtiers, unless... For the emperor of this country, Dongliu was not a state of equal status, and the relationship was like that of a vassal state.

"It's cold and boring to sit there so early, it's more fun to talk to you here"

Hearing him say this, Hua Mian saw that the people sitting in the tent were indeed rubbing their hands and greetings, and the concubines were still a few female officials standing aside with hand warmers, and these ministers were much harder.

Seeing this, Hua Mian suddenly remembered, turned around and rushed to Yuan Kongming against the back of the cloth shed around the tent, reached into his arms and took out a cloth bag, and then threw the cloth bag in his hand to Yuan Kongming when he turned around.

"Then, warm your hands"

Yuan Kongming took the cloth bag and pinched it, I don't know what it contains, it feels very hard, but it is surprisingly warm, and I can't help but wrap the cloth bag with two hands.