Chapter 282: The Gift of Birth (Part II)

Xiyan replied with a hearty smile: "I see." He said to Xuanyuan Po again: "The Seven Kings' Mansion is really Zhong Lingyuxiu, and the maid is more beautiful than the master." ”

Xuanyuan Po pretended to be angry and said, "Do you think this king is not good-looking?" ”

"Huh...... That's not what I said. "Xiyan, don't overdo it.

Qiluo and the other maids all bowed their heads and didn't dare to look at Xuanyuan Po, the prince was very different today, which made them can't help but beat a drum in their hearts. But I saw that this Miss Yan got along with the prince so well...... So equal, I could hardly believe what I was seeing. Which of you is a lady in the capital, she is not so nervous that she is trembling in front of the prince, but this one doesn't seem to be afraid at all. I think that the rumors that Miss Yan and the prince have a personal relationship are true, but now who in the house dares to talk about it anymore, unless they don't want to live.

Xuanyuan Po saw that the maids were motionless and pestle there, and coughed lightly in dissatisfaction. Kira was the first to react, and put the things in his hand on the round table set up in advance next to the peach blossom tree, and the rest of the maids followed. Kira saluted and said, "The slaves and maids went down first." ”

Xuanyuan Po waved his hand, and the maids stepped back.

Xiyan looked at the round table, and it was all food. All kinds of pastries, a bowl of noodles, a pot of "wine", and a burst of rich mint aroma. She looked at Xuanyuan Po curiously: "It's mint?" As she spoke, she couldn't help but reach for a piece of pastry and put it in her mouth. It's a mint-filled pastry, but this taste is far worse than the pastry of the Qin Palace, and it seems that the chefs of the Seven Kings' Mansion are not very skilled. But she can barely eat the hunger in her stomach when she is aroused by eating.

Seeing that she was eating like a cat, Xuanyuan Po wiped the crumbs from the corners of her mouth with his hand and pressed her to the stool: "Sit down and eat." Homeopathically, put a bowl of "mint noodles" in front of Xiyan.

Xi Yan wondered in her heart: "There are still people who cook noodles with mint, and the food in the Seven Kings' Mansion is unique." She picked up the chopsticks to pick up the noodles only to find that there was only one bowl of noodles, and her eyes immediately moistened, mint was specially prepared for her, and so did the noodles. Today's birthday is firmly in the heart.

"Longevity noodles?"

"Hmm. Eat it. Xuanyuan urged.

Xiyan tasted a bite of noodles, but she didn't know the taste, she only felt salty, and her mouth was full of tears. She didn't dare to raise her head, for fear that her tears would be discovered, so she stuffed the noodles into her mouth one by one, and she didn't control her emotions until the noodles were finished. Put down the chopsticks and push the bowl and said: "It's far worse than the craftsmanship of the Qin Wangfu and Wuxian Zhai, and the cook of the Seven Wangfu will not be perfunctory to you." ”

Xuanyuan Po looked at the empty bowl and said with a smile: "You eat so clean and still say it's not delicious?" ”

"I'm hungry."

"Good, good. Come and drink some water, and the king himself will pour it for you. ”

Xuanyuan's jade-like hand opened the "wine jug", and a more intense and fresh mint fragrance came to his nose, and Xiyan knew that the pot was not wine, but his favorite mint water. It's just that the smell of this water is even worse, not like the taste of a casual soak on weekdays.

She took a sip and praised: "It's so delicious, have another drink." Regulus refilled another glass for her. After Xiyan drank it, he was satisfied: "How do you make such mint water?" I don't know how many times better than what I drank. ”

A hint of pride flashed in Xuanyuan Po's eyes when he heard this, and he stared at Xi Yan and asked seriously, "Want to know?" ”

"Uh-huh." Xiyan nodded repeatedly.

"I won't tell you." Xuanyuan Po changed his serious look and put on a hanging, unruly appearance.