Of course, liquor stores can't be closed.

It's closed, so how can there be any distinguished guests?

The middle-aged woman walked in, greeted Luo Sheng, and asked, "Are you ready to call the flower chicken?" ”

"It should be fine. Red beans, you go to the kitchen and have a look. ”

Red Bean turned around and went to the back kitchen.

The woman waited silently, without any intention of chattering.

She didn't say it, and Luo Sheng didn't take the initiative to speak.

After a while, Hongdou came out with a food box: "Girl, it's already fine." ”

Luo Sheng nodded slightly: "Give it to Mama Dou." ”

"Mama Dou, take it." Red Bean handed over the food box.

Seriously, she looked at this grandmother quite kindly, and she had a "bean" in her name.

Mama Dou took the food box and opened it as before, so that she could change the chicken called Hua into the food box brought out from the palace, but found that in addition to the chicken called Hua wrapped in mud shells, there was also a plate of pastries.

"It's—"

"Red date cake, Mama Dou doesn't recognize it?" Red Bean asked in surprise.

The corners of Mama Dou's mouth trembled.

She dared to say that if this little maid was in the palace, she would not live for three days.

"Niangniang didn't ask for red date cake." Mama Dou pondered.

Luo Sheng smiled and said: "The newly cooked red date cake, this season is the best way to eat it, bring a plate to the mother to taste." ”

Mama Dou was still hesitating, and Hongdou pursed her lips and said, "A plate of pastries is not sinking, so Mama will take it." If the mother doesn't eat it, the mother can eat it. I've tasted it all, it's sweet and soft, but it's delicious. ”

Mama Dou subconsciously moved her nose when she was told about red beans, and the aroma of jujube filled her nose.

The little maid has a point.

"The slave and maid thank Miss Luo for the mother." Mama Dou put the chicken called flower into the food box she brought, and then put the jujube cake in.

There was a smile in Luo Sheng's eyes: "Mama Dou is polite." ”

Mama Dou didn't linger and hurried away with the packed food box.

Luo Sheng walked to the window and watched the blue curtain sedan chair gradually disappear in the sunset, until the shadow disappeared before turning around and going to the back kitchen.

Everyone who served Concubine Xiao in Yuhua Palace knew that today was the day when Mama Dou went out of the palace to call the flower chicken for her mother.

The concubine doesn't care much about anything, but she has a soft spot for calling flower chickens, especially after Qiu Qiu comes back, she always has to eat once a month to be comfortable.

"Mama is back, Niang Niang is waiting for you." The palace maid who lifted the curtain smiled flatteringly at Mama Dou.

Mama Dou nodded reservedly and walked in quickly.

Under his feet was a thick blanket of spotless white, as if a large expanse of snow was spreading in the temple.

Mama Dou bowed upside down.

Xiao Guifei stepped on the snow blanket barefoot, and her indifferent expression added a hint of interest: "I'm back, bring the things." ”

Mama Dou opened the food box and took out the food in turn.

Xiao Guifei glanced at the plate of red date cakes.

Mama Dou hurriedly explained: "Just in time for the jujube cake to be baked, Miss Luo let me pack a plate and bring it to my mother to taste." ”

Xiao Guifei didn't say anything.

The palace maid who was waiting close understood that this was what it meant to taste.

A palace maid immediately stepped forward to try the dishes.

After a while, the palace maid curtsied to Concubine Xiao: "Niangniang, you can eat." ”

Concubine Xiao Guifei took the jujube cake offered by the palace people and tasted it a little.

Xiao Guifei is not very interested in this kind of ordinary pastry, although the red date cake brought by Mama Dou is much better than the usual date cake, but the date cake is a date cake after all, and it can't be called a flower chicken.

Concubine Xiao tasted it slightly, and then instructed the palace people to open the flower chicken.

The chicken wrapped in the mud shell was still hot, and Concubine Xiao Guifei ate two mouthfuls of meat and put down her chopsticks.

A small chicken wing was not eaten.

"Take it down." Xiao Guifei, who had rinsed her mouth, was half-lying on the beauty couch, looking lazy, and seemed to be not interested in anything.

Jujube cake is delicious, but there are too many delicacies in the palace, and I am already tired of eating it.

Calling flower chicken is not only delicious, but also has a special meaning for her, but it is enough to eat special food and taste the past with a mouthful.

The palace gate is deep, the night is long, there is no plan to seek a future for her mother's family, and there is no eyeless little slut to compete with her for favor, the days in the palace are too lonely, too boring.

The emperor's favor will not make her helpless heart settle down.

The tragic experience of her youth made her understand that she must have something that she can hold in her hand so that she will not be slaughtered.

In the past, she held a beautiful face, graceful dancing, and a unique temperament.

She exchanged these for the emperor's favor and the position of concubine.

But these will eventually pass away with the passing of time, and she has no confidence in whether the things in exchange can be kept.

No, she was discouraged, she felt like she was going to lose it sooner or later.

Thinking of these, what is the meaning of the splendid plaster in front of you?

Xiao Guifei lowered her eyes, staring at the slender jade hand that was still white and soft, and her heart was full of sadness.

She wanted a child.

Even if it's a daughter, let her no longer be rootless duckweed in this huge deep palace, and let the heart that has never been solid be implemented.

With children, those things that are destined to be lost with the passage of time are not afraid of being lost.

Watching children grow up little by little, there is always more to gain than to lose.

It's just a pity that it's too difficult, and there is no hope at all.

Xiao Guifei landed on her flat abdomen with one hand and sighed softly.

Entering the wax moon, it is getting colder and colder day by day.

At last the day snow fell, and the snow foam fell from the sky, on the eaves, on the treetops, and on the corners of the hair of pedestrians.

Wei Han's dark cloak was covered with fine snowflakes, and he hurriedly walked into the imperial city.

"Your Majesty, King Kaiyang is back." Zhou Shan whispered in front of Emperor Yong'an.

Emperor Yong'an's eyelids were slightly raised, and his face did not change: "Let him in." ”

After a while, a young man in black clothes and black hair strode in.

"I've seen the royal brother."

"Get up. Bestow the seat. ”

Zhou Shan immediately moved a small pestle and put it behind Wei Han.

Wei Han sat down.

In addition to Emperor Yong'an and Wei Han in the palace, only Zhou Shan was left.

"Did you find anything?" Emperor Yongan asked.

"The whereabouts of the merchants who exposed the remnants of the Zhennan Wangfu to Liuqing County have been found. The news from the south said that he would be able to arrive in Beijing in a few days. ”

Emperor Yong'an bowed slightly: "That's good." ”

The informant did not enter Beijing with the order of Liuqing County, but someone poisoned Luo Chi, which made him have to think deeply.

He couldn't fully trust the people of the Three Law Divisions, and of course he couldn't fully trust King Kaiyang, so he used multiple investigations to check and balance each other.

After asking some things carefully, Emperor Yong'an waved his hand: "Brother Eleventh has worked hard, go back and rest." ”

"Brother quit."

Leaving the palace, the snow became heavier and heavier, and the fluffling snow foam turned into goose feathers.

Wei Han let the snow fall on the inky cloak he put on again, and did not return to the palace, but went straight to the place where the guards of the Zhennan palace were held.