(101) "Whisk"
The Queen Mother did not explain the content and length, so Wei Qing only wrote the first page silently, and when the ink on the paper was dry, she presented the paper to the Queen Mother.
Gao Yahan also didn't care what Wei Qing wrote, she just needed a reason to come here.
"It's well written," Gao Yahan put the paper on the table and turned his head to look at the little prince: "The mourning family heard that Xuan'er has been looking for someone to ask how to please the mourning family. ”
The little prince sneered and didn't dare to speak, Gao Yahan cast a gentle smile: "It's okay, Xuan'er didn't be coquettish this time, but was looking for a solution as soon as possible, which made the mourning family very pleased." ”
"I heard that Xuan'er was so busy because of Wei Xiuyuan, so I came over to take a look," the Queen Mother's finger pointed on the paper: "Your hairpin is really beautiful, but it is more than beautiful but less atmospheric, and it is enough to present Xuan'er with your favorite dishes." ”
Wei Qing didn't think about teaching the little prince calligraphy, not to mention that the emperor gave a lot of orders to cook, but he didn't have any objection, and replied obediently: "Yes......"
"Hmm," Gao Yahan raised her hand, and naturally two aunts raised their hands to the side and helped her up.
"I've seen it, I've considered it, and the mourning family is not embarrassing you for no reason, Wang Su, go back and tell Your Majesty, saying that Wei Xiuyuan is a good cook, and the mourning family is very happy, so he fulfilled his promise and promoted Wei Xiuyuan to Zhaorong."
Wang Su replied, "Yes." ”
I didn't expect that something that had been busy for so long could be solved so easily, and Wei Qing and Li Chongxuan naturally had excited and excited smiles on their faces.
"By the way, Wei Zhaorong has been married to His Majesty for five years, and it is time to draft a title." Gao Yahan seemed to be thinking.
Wang Su asked, "Do you need a slave to tell Your Majesty?" ”
"Look at the 'wonderful' of the 'wonderful brush', and the 'Qian' of the 'fragrant grass'," Gao Yahan sighed: "Is Wei Zhaorong willing to hand it over to the emperor or the mourning family?" ”
What kind of outlaw multiple-choice questions are these?
Wei Qing secretly glanced at the back of the Queen Mother, obviously a person who protects his son and spoils his grandson, but he has to pretend to dislike his son in front of others, although it is a fact that His Majesty took the name and abolished, who dares to admit it?
...... But if the emperor is chosen, he will offend the queen mother.
So Wei Qing closed her mouth tightly and didn't say a word.
On the contrary, it was the little prince, who agreed with him, and touched his cheeks: "It turns out that this is how the talented people came...... Why don't you have the imperial grandmother set up one for Wei Zhaorong? ”
"You kid," Gao Yahan turned around and knocked on Li Chongxuan's head: "He is your father after all, although there are some flaws, but you need to learn more from him, understand?" ”
"Oh......" Li Chongxuan dragged out the last note, looking not so happy.
However, Gao Yahan ignored him, although her face was expressionless, she was still a little interested, she muttered for a moment and said: "Xuan'er Xiyu, your cooking skills are indispensable to the emperor, how about giving 'Yu'?" ”
A jade pendant that hangs from both sides of the crown for ear plugs?
Wei Qing hurriedly replied, "But-"
"The mourning family knows that you will not block the emperor's hearing and hearing," Gao Yahan chuckled: "Your father delivered letters to the emperor, and you blocked the troubles of the emperor's meal, so that he could eat comfortably and be healthy, understand?" ”
Wei Qing breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Queen Mother." ”
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Gao Yahan has always done things neatly, so in less than an hour, he had already hurried back to Cining Palace with people.
Wei Qing and Li Chongxuan sat in place, breathed a long sigh of relief, and then glanced at each other, and laughed in unison.
"What are you laughing at?" Wei Qing asked.
"What are you laughing at?" Li Chongxuan asked rhetorically.
"This palace has not only lifted the confinement but also promoted its position, so I am naturally happy."
"This prince has a big deal on his mind, and he also watched the quail-like Wei... Yu Zhaorong naturally found it interesting. ”
"Tsk," Wei Qing shook her head, "Child, it's easy for you to run out of food." ”
"Tsk," the little prince also shook his head: "Old woman, you are so easy that no one wants." ”
"What do you say?" Wei Qing stretched out her hand and pinched Li Chongxuan's little ear, but she didn't dare to use force, threatening: "You have a long ability, who is the old woman?" ”
Li Chongxuan was not convinced: "You said that I am a child, why can't I say that you are an old woman?" ”
"The child is a term of endearment, and the old woman is a curse, can this mean the same thing?"
"How do you know it's not a term of endearment here for this prince?"
"What's the ......" Wei Qing swept the inexplicable serious expression on the little prince's face, and sighed: "Forget it, next time I won't call you a child, don't use that title." ”
"Okay," the little prince clapped: "A write-off!" ”
"What kind of write-off...... Wei Qing smiled bitterly: "The Queen Mother has been gone for some time, let's call him out." ”
"Hmm."
When I opened the door, I saw Songyue's hands holding her knees, and then she used her clothes as a pillow and leaned against her sleeping face on the inside of the wardrobe.
It is common to see that he is mostly cold and lonely, with a spontaneous noble atmosphere, even when eating, he is not used to the reluctance of the fireworks in the world, to be honest, he always gives people a feeling of unreality.
But when he was asleep, he was much more real, like a cat snoring in the afternoon, his hair was puffed up in the sun, but his body was curled up in a ball, soft and cute.
Wei Qing couldn't bear to wake him up, and wanted to take a half step back, but she couldn't stop the little prince who came in from under her arm.
Li Chongxuan's little short hand couldn't hold down Song Yue's two shoulders at the same time, so he simply grabbed the near side and dragged the person out directly.
"Hey, hey, stop, it's easy to fall," Wei Qing hurriedly let go of the cabinet door to support Song Yue, who was half-asleep and half-awake: "Give him some time to wake up." ”
"Okay," the little prince who felt that his behavior was inappropriate quickly let go and asked, "Songyue, are you sober?" ”
Songyue stuck to that piece of clothing, and in this dull wardrobe, she unconsciously felt sleepy, probably because of the same material, and she dreamed again vaguely of a scene that she hadn't dreamed of for a long time.
Perhaps he had subconsciously heard what the woman had said, so every time he had this dream, he was trying to bring back the real memories that were deep in his mind.
This time he seemed to hear something, the voice far away, but it seemed to be right in his ears.
"Give him some time to sober up."
The sound is familiar.
The same warmth, but it is a little different from the woman in the dream.
"Matsuki."
Is someone calling him?
"Are you sober?"
Song Yue's eyes widened fiercely, almost startling Li Chongxuan who was standing in front of him.
He took a few deep breaths: "Second Highness......"
"This prince is not angry with you, but," Li Chongxuan put his head into the closet: "You can sleep like this in such an environment, this prince really admires!" ”