Leng Yi Yanyan scratched her cheeks, thought for a while and said, "I don't have any special favorite food, you can just get some of it." ”

Mrs. Qiao smiled and nodded: "Then tell the kitchen to prepare a few more." Oh yes, make another pot of flower and fruit tea. ”

Begonia answered, carrying the lantern and leaving quickly.

Mrs. Qiao and Leng Yi Yanyan walked into the flower hall hand in hand, and the flower hall was elegantly furnished, and at a glance it was arranged by delicate women.

As if to accentuate the fresh tone, the tents here are pale green and goose yellow, with occasional white.

Most of the utensils and ornaments used are made of white porcelain or jasper, and even the flowers inserted in vases are pale in color.

These light tones are more flamboyant to the hostess, which is really original.

The two sat down, and Mrs. Qiao took the initiative to ask about Leng Yiyan's family history.

Leng Yi Yanyan started from the cold palace, and said all the way that she was taken in by Yan Shihai and became Miss Yan.

After ups and downs along the way, when she said it, she realized that she had experienced so many things, which was really more than what she had experienced in Xiyuan Mountain in the past two hundred years!

Mrs. Qiao listened with relish, showing a look of surprise from time to time.

"Ouch, I didn't expect that Miss Leng had such an adventure at such a young age, it was really more bizarre than what the storyteller said, and it was even more lively than the drama."

Leng Yi Yanyan scratched her cheek and said with a smile: "I didn't think it myself before, but after telling you this, it seems that this is really the case!" Oh, by the way, why didn't you join us at the last garden party? Why didn't you take the county lord out today? Are you not in good health? ”

"Oh, no, it's not. I just don't like to go out, I don't like to be busy, and I don't like to see people. Mrs. Qiao avoided Leng Yi Yanyan's gaze and said lightly.

"Why? I see you're not very old, haven't you reached thirty?

I see that the prince can build such a mansion for you alone, it should be very good for you, right?

You're not sick or sick, why do you always hide in this house?

Are you afraid that someone will steal your house? This mansion is so big, not to mention that it is still in Prince Hui's mansion, what do you have to worry about? ”

Leng Yi Yanyan looked at Mrs. Qiao carefully, got up and walked around the room, and then said heartlessly.

Mrs. Qiao lowered her head, as if remembering something unhappy, and said with a sigh:

"Well...... The prince really treats me well, and I deserve it.

I come from a humble background, and I can be taken care of like the king, and I am already content, so I will not go out to embarrass him. ”

Leng Yi Yanyan was confused, walked to Mrs. Qiao's side and bent down to look at her face.

Mrs. Qiao gave birth to a standard melon seed face, a pair of red phoenix eyes, a beautiful small nose bridge, and a well-defined cherry mouth.

Well-maintained skin looks like a girl in her teens and twenties, but the vicissitudes in her eyes reveal her age.

"Tsk, just your appearance is still embarrassing, and I'm afraid that the people on the streets of Shengjing City are embarrassed.

Let me tell you, people say that there are three thousand beauties in the Red Palace, although I stayed in the cold palace before, but I also saw a lot of beauties!

With your appearance, you are definitely in the middle and upper range, don't be presumptuous! Leng Yi Yanyan said with a serious face.

When Mrs. Qiao heard this, she couldn't help but raise her head, looked at her with curious eyes, and laughed with a sneer:

"Miss Leng, thank you for the compliment. If you were a man, those words alone would have charmed many women.

However, the concubine is not as good as a willow, and it is already a million luck to be taken care of by the prince, and I don't want to add trouble to him. ”

(End of chapter)