"I didn't expect Cui... Master Cui is really such a powerful doctor, I heard from someone from Tai Hospital yesterday say... When I said it, I thought they were blowing... Bragging"

Hua Mian was sick for the past two days, Lord Zhu had not eaten at the eleventh prince, Ye Huang himself didn't care, as a prince and he had a special physique, he couldn't eat pasta, although the food made by Xiao Cui tasted unique, but it was always taught by Hua Mian, at least the materials used were more comfortable to eat.

But a picky person like Lord Zhu would rather simply eat the food provided by the chef in the imperial dining room than touch what Xiaocui made when he can't eat the dishes made by Huamian, although there is actually no difference in the taste between the two sides of the food, but the appearance of the dishes made by Xiaocui is already very close to what Huamian does, and Lord Zhu can't accept that the dishes with this shape have a different taste.

Master Zhu, who had no choice but to accept the dishes in charge of the imperial dining room, couldn't bear it anymore after eating a few meals, and after persisting for two days, he finally got the good news that Huamian could return to work tomorrow, and he couldn't help but eat two more bowls of rice happily.

Sikong Xiao, who was also a lot busy with Huamian's affairs, didn't seem to have any surprises, whether it was the chef of the imperial dining room or the dishes made by Xiaocui, he ate them correctly, as if eating these was no different from eating Huamian.

But the heart is as careful as Xiaoyin, but he found the difference, although it is right to eat, but Mr. Xiao eats more or less less when eating the dishes made by the imperial dining room or Xiaocui, especially when eating Xia Zhang's cooking, Mr. Xiao usually chews a lot of fine before swallowing, and now there is no bite of the dishes they send will be chewed more than three times, it seems that even if it is the same ingredient, the taste of the dish is still very important.

After learning that Hua Mian would come back to cook immediately, Lord Zhu resumed his routine of chatting with His Highness Eleventh before dinner, but he still declined the invitation of His Highness Eleventh to dine together.

"Lord Zhu, you're here, please come here."

Xiaoyin was very clever, and guessed that this Lord Zhu wanted to let His Highness Eleventh return to his habits in advance, and he didn't order it thoroughly, and when he saw him coming, he politely invited him in and let the seat serve tea.

"Temple... Where have your Highness gone? But it was a coincidence that this day came, His Royal Highness came to visit with the front foot of Lord Zhu and the back foot.

After Xiaoyin brought the tea, he stood aside in an orderly manner, and when he heard Lord Zhu's question, he continued: "Lord Zhu came just a step late today, and His Highness went out."

"Go... What to do? ”

"His Royal Highness said that there was still some time before the meal, so he took Mr. Xiao to the river west of the camp and said that he asked Mr. Xiao to guide him in martial arts."

"How... Why did you go out without a guard, how dangerous it is outside... Dangerous"

"Master Zhu won't forget, Mr. Xiao is with His Royal Highness, who dares to come with him?" , Xiaoyin really wants to follow, no one who practices martial arts here will not want to go to see Sikong Xiao teaching, but it is a pity that His Royal Highness said that he had something to say to Mr. Xiao, so that they should not follow.

"Just... It is this principle that with the flute... Mr. Xiao is here, we can rest assured a lot"

After chatting these few words, the tent fell into an embarrassing atmosphere again, Xiaoyin's identity determined that he could not take the initiative to find a topic to chat with the high-ranking person, in addition to the basic salute greeting, if there is a topic that you want to chat, it must be put forward by the other party, but looking at this adult who is not good at speaking, Xiaoyin does not expect the other party to chat with him first.