The road is unimpeded, although Ziqing's mother has passed away, but there are still palace maids in the palace to clean, work, and keep busy, just like the owner of this palace is still there, and they also salute one by one when they see Ziqing, Xu has lived in the deep palace for a long time and doesn't recognize me very much, but there are few who say that Concubine An is blessed, not to say it, so that I can forget this annoying identity for a moment.

What a spectacular scene it is, I don't think there will be a second such lotus pond in the whole Yan Kyoto, the lotus is a summer flower, the lotus pond of this solar term should only have only residual flowers and dead leaves, but here is a pond full of lotus flowers competing to open, mostly red lotus, swaying in the wind, not reducing the summer style at all, but more delicate.

"Why is this place so prosperous?" I asked him, and I couldn't help but wonder about the sight.

"This lotus pond was specially sent by my father to build for the queen mother," he paused, and continued, "Draw hot spring water from Fengming Mountain, build a marble channel, and the spring water flowing over will become low-temperature water, which can keep the pool water at a summer temperature and not too hot, and the whole lotus pond is surrounded by the heating of the hot springs, and the four seasons are like summer, and this lotus will never bloom." Also given the name, Hua Lotus Pond. Ziqing took my hand and tightened it, and the tone of the explanation to me was full of pride.

Hua Lian Pond? Fengming Mountain? It is the mountain where the emperor sacrifices to the sky every time, and drains spring water from there to come here, just for a pool of lotus flowers, it seems that this Concubine Hua is really very favored.

The eyes are full of red, which makes me a little envious, I can imagine how loving they were back then, and how happy she was. "It's really love, your queen mother must have been very happy at that time, the emperor actually gave her such a pool of red lotus."

"What flowers does Jiu'er like?" He didn't answer me, let go of my hand and went to the pool to pick a red lotus for me and give it to me.

I played with the red lotus in my hand, and I could smell a unique lotus fragrance. said: "I like magnolia, fragrant, morning and evening flowers, just like human life, easy to fade."

He took out the plain white square from his bosom, wrapped it in the lotus stem, handed it to me again, and said, "Don't get your hands dirty." Hearing my answer, he frowned again, "Magnolia? Evanescent? This one is not good, change it, change it to a favorite. ”

"Change it, then jasmine is good, jasmine is small and tough, and the flowers can also be used to make tea." I held the lotus flower wrapped in my hand, and my heart was warm.

"You, don't you choose an atmospheric point? Magnolia and jasmine are all flowers of jasper in a small family, and you are a princess who is so good? ”

"Well, you're not promising, wait, let me think about it." What kind of flower is atmospheric? Hibiscus? Peony? Hibiscus is too vulgar and peony is too gorgeous, I can't say I like chrysanthemums. I remember that in modern times, the most expensive flower in the house is the pot of golden orchid, and the orchid is good. "Orchid! I love orchids! How's that, is it atmospheric enough? ”

"Orchids, gentlemen throughout the ages have preferred orchids and elegance, orchids are good, you, I thought you knew how to eat, sleep and sleep."

"You know how to eat, sleep, and sleep, ahh Ignoring him, he took the red lotus in his hand and walked out, Xiao Nuan Manqing actually became a bear child, and said that I was a pig.

"Hey, hey, I'm wrong, don't go." He grabbed me and sighed. "Today is my birthday, stay with me."

"Your birthday? Why didn't you tell me sooner, I didn't even have time to prepare a gift. Hearing his words, I immediately stopped my steps. Ziqing's birthday, why is there no joyful atmosphere in the palace at all.

"It's okay, you can talk to me later, it's better than any gift."

"Then how can you go, let's go, go back to the Yilan Hall with me, and I'll make you a gift." Although he said that he didn't care, there was still a little loneliness in his tone. After all, it's a child, and there is no one to congratulate him on his birthday, no one to give gifts, and if his mother is alive, he will feel distressed to see such a child.

Ziqing is the first person in the world to be kind to me and comfort me, how can I be willing to let him spend his birthday alone.

When I returned to Yilan Palace, I asked Bai Zhi Sangma to go to the imperial dining room to borrow pots and pans, all kinds of ingredients, and prepare to make hot pot for Ziqing to eat, I don't know how to make birthday cakes, hot pot is still no problem.

Ziqing had a table full of kitchen utensils in front of her, and looked at me with a surprised expression, "Jiu'er, what is this going to do?" If you want to eat it, let the chef make it. ”

"I can't cook the imperial chef, hot pot! Will they make hot pot? ”

He shook his head, I knew that although there were many delicacies in this palace, they were all exquisite dishes, and the ingredients were generally single or precious.

"Then you watch me do it, and I'll make it for you to eat. Hey, by the way, let your little minions bring a stove, and you go outside to make a fire, although you are a noble prince, you can't eat white food. I gave him instructions, and without raising my head, I instructed them to wash and chop the vegetables, and to select the spices they needed from their plates.

"I'm a birthday boy today, and you still let me work?" His tone was a little smirk, "I won't make a fire." It's you, the pampered princess who can cook, and it's strange for the ages, why haven't you heard of it before. ”

"There's more you don't know, hurry up and get to work, if you don't work, you won't have anything to eat."

After saying that, he ignored him, and continued to be busy with the work in hand, he coughed a few times and called his little Guizi to go to the warehouse to get the stove together.

Sang Ma and the others were curious about what I was doing, but they didn't dare to ask, they still honestly cut and chop those vegetables and meat, and put them on a platter.

As soon as the things were prepared here, someone sent someone over there to say that the small stove had been made and could be used. Find someone to carry out those spice pots and dishes, put them on the stone table, I put the pot on the stove to boil the spicy and pour the oil, and began to fry the base, fortunately, the palace is complete, but I don't know if the difference of hundreds of years or even thousands of different time and space, the hot pot will have a special taste.

Ziqing stood quietly beside me and watched, occasionally handing me something, but he didn't know most of the ingredients, let alone spices, most of the time was watching me do it, praising me a few words, the palace maids and servants gathered around in a circle, afraid that the two of us would burn hot, but fortunately, I used to cook a lot, and I didn't have any foreign appearances.

"Is it fragrant?" I asked him, the shovel in his hand kept stir-frying, the spices were flipped in the oil pan with the temperature rising, and the smell slowly overflowed, the crispy hemp of the peppercorns, the choking of the chili peppers, and the smell of the butter fried were mixed in the spices of laurel danpi, and an attractive aroma spread in the air.

"Incense, natural incense."

"Haha, I don't know if it's fragrant until I eat it, don't pat me on the back."

"Hehe, you, you."

……

We both laughed, and I could finally do what I could to amuse him.

The pot was filled with water, and when it boiled, I asked him and me to sit around the stove, and used sesame oil, sesame paste, and chopped green onions to mix the oil dish for him, and taught him to eat mutton shabu, and thought that he might not be used to eating, but he didn't expect to eat a whole plate of mutton, the two of them talked and laughed, like a family, and he also boasted about the deliciousness of the cooking, which made me a little proud.

"Jiu'er, what kind of smell do you have?" I was eating happily when I suddenly heard a voice in the distance.

"Brother Huang?"

Hearing him say this, I quickly put down the oil dish in my hand and stood up and went to the palace gate to see that it was really Qi Hao.

"I'm making hot pot, why don't you come over and eat some too." Thinking of his relief, I opened my mouth and invited him to join us.

Qi Hao walked over slowly, looked at our dishes and chopsticks and the things in front of him, and wondered, "This is hot pot?" What did you do? How did you remember to do this? ”

"Today is Ziqing's birthday. You don't know it, why don't you have a statement as a royal brother. He handed him the prepared oil saucer and asked, "Why did you think about coming to me?" ”

Qi Hao sat down, and replied in a somewhat lazy voice, "I'll come here when I'm free today." His birthday? I don't remember, but in the evening I would have the minions bring the gifts to his palace. After speaking, he took a few bites of a slice of mutton, Xu was too hot, and gasped, "Hey, it's hot, but it's really delicious." I can't see that Jiu'er still has this skill. I'll do it for my birthday next time. ”

"Let's talk about it." I also picked up my own oil dish and ate it, but Ziqing was still smiling. But after Qi Hao came, he obviously talked less. Thinking of the two brothers who don't seem to be on good terms, I really want to slap myself in the face, a good birthday, did I mess up again.