After all the matters in the Great Yongchang Temple were over, Zhu Youzhu took Zhang Meishou to the courtyard behind Qingyun Street.

Emperor Zhaofeng, who knew this, chose to turn a blind eye.

In the courtyard, the masters went to the front hall to talk, and Qingyu found Ah Cai.

Ah Cai looked at the cold-faced entourage in front of him, and his mood was slightly tense.

As early as a month ago, he had already figured out his situation - it turned out that the owner of this annex was not someone else, but His Royal Highness the current Crown Prince.

He didn't know much about what he had done in the past, but he also knew that this great master was not a good person. And since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has secretly dealings with Uncle Zhang Fu, then I think that there must be a secret antagonism between the prince and the national teacher.

In this way, as a disciple of Zeng Zhang Ming, he inevitably felt a little worried about his situation.

In the dead of night, I can't help but wonder if Uncle Zhang Fu chose to send him here with other intentions.

It's just that he has been worried for many days, but the days have been calm day after day, and even since the person surnamed Yu went out of the door, there is not even a person in this courtyard who is looking at him.

In other words, no one seems to care about him at all.

He tried to go out a few times, the longest of which was two days outside, but finally came back pretending to be a casual stroll.

There was no way, because after going out, he found that he had no savings at all, and he had been staying in the temple all these years, rarely in contact with people outside, and had no skills to make a living except for killing people.

Besides, he didn't dare to show his face too much, for fear that he would alarm Jixiao's eyeliner in Beijing, and then invite death.

After thinking about it, he decided that he might as well stay here and be a concierge first.

Although the situation is confusing, at least there is food and shelter, and there is no worry about life for the time being.

After he made his decision, his daily life remained peaceful.

Until this moment -

After all, the prince still can't help but start with him?

When Ah Cai was nervous and vigilant in his heart, Qing Yu opened his mouth expressionlessly.

"Do you know how to stir-fry?"

Ah Cai: "......? ”

After a while, seeing that the other party was still waiting for him to answer, he thought about it and replied, "It will be something simple." ”

After all, the person surnamed Yu seemed to think that he only did the job of a janitor, and it was a little too cheap for him, and he intended to train him to be more versatile, so he also taught him to cook before leaving.

Qing Yu nodded.

"That's enough."

He doesn't even know how to do it.

But as soon as His Highness entered the courtyard, he was given such a task.

This sudden errand made him realize that he still had shortcomings-

In order to ensure that His Royal Highness can marry the heroine back to the East Palace smoothly, it seems that he will also take the time to ask Ah Qiu for cooking skills.

That's right, now he doesn't see doing any strange errands as depravity, maybe that's the highest level of depravity, right?

Ah Choi followed him all the way to the kitchen.

…… The situation, which had just felt a little clearer, suddenly became even more incomprehensible.

……

After a short time, Qing Yu walked into the front hall with a tray in his hand.

The tray is simply two plates of stir-fried vegetables and two bowls of white porridge.

One of the dishes is a scrambled egg with bitter gourd in green and yellow.

"If you don't have a good appetite, you should eat something light and tasty first. When the appetite is cured, make up for it. ”

Zhu Youzhu held bamboo chopsticks in his hand and patiently separated the bitter gourd and scrambled eggs one by one, and moved them to one side.

smiled and urged Zhang Meishou, "Eat." ”

Qing Yu looked at him at a loss.

People have a good plate of bitter gourd scrambled eggs, why does His Highness want to separate all the bitter gourd and scrambled eggs?

That being the case, what is the point of the so-called bitter gourd scrambled eggs?

Zhang Meishou looked at the dish that had been carefully separated, and after a while, he sandwiched a piece of refreshing and delicious scrambled eggs and put it in his mouth.

In her last life, when she was in Huaizhao's childhood, she developed many "little quirks" in her diet.

For example, when your appetite is very poor, you don't want to taste anything, but you want to eat the scrambled eggs in this bitter gourd scrambled egg.

She has always disliked bitter gourd, but she likes the taste of scrambled eggs soaked in bitter gourd juice.

But...... When did he know that he had all the opportunities at that time, and kept it in his heart for a long time?

It's obviously a person who looks at his pure heart and few desires, is not moved by beauty, and is full of state affairs......

Thinking like this, Zhang Meishou couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

Zhu Youzhu saw that she was eating happily, and the smile in her eyes never faded.

A quarter of an hour later, Qing Yu packed up the dishes and left the front hall.

He looked at the bitter gourd on the plate, which was almost untouched, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

It seems that Miss Zhang does not like to eat bitter gourd very much.

His Royal Highness also boasted that he understood Miss Zhang's preferences, and specially ordered this bitter gourd scrambled egg-

When Qing Yu was worried about his Royal Highness's love life, Zhu Youzhu had already taken Zhang Meishou, who had filled his stomach, to the study.

"This is what His Highness wants to show me?"

Seeing that Zhu Youzhu took out a roll of drawing paper in a shelf compartment, Zhang Meishou subconsciously took two steps forward and asked.

"That's right."

Zhu Youzhu slowly unfolded things in front of her, and a portrait of a young woman could be seen on it.

Zhang Meishou saw the abnormality at just one glance.

"Your Highness, whose portrait is this?"

On closer inspection, it seems to be seven points similar to Tian's original appearance.

But it can make people clearly feel that the person on this painting is definitely not Tian - whether it is demeanor or temperament, it is very different.

Of course, it is also possible that the painter's painting skills are not good enough to convey the spirit, and there is a deviation.

But she had already seen that this painting was the handiwork of Mr. Luo.

"It's a portrait of Mrs. Locke's family that Mr. Luo repainted for Uncle Xia."

Zhang Meishou was slightly shocked when he heard this.

"Aunt Luo is so good-looking?"

I wish you another good head.

"When I first saw the portrait, I was surprised. The eyebrows, eyes and facial features of the person in this painting are very similar to my mother's concubine. ”

When Mr. Luo made this portrait for Uncle Xia, he only instructed his subordinates to look for similarities according to the portrait, but he never looked at the portrait himself.

It wasn't until about ten days ago that he heard about it from Qing Yu's mouth.

"Your Highness, do you remember that I once said that the Tian family and Concubine Yun are quite similar in appearance?"

For her, Tian is a relatively familiar person, so when she saw the portrait, the first thing she thought of was Tian, but what His Royal Highness said was his mother Concubine Yun.

"I remember." Zhu Youzhu said: "I have secretly checked with the personal palace people around the concubine - the concubine should not be the daughter that Uncle Xia is looking for." ”

The life experience on the bright side may deviate from the actual background due to experience, but the special birthmark on the body should not be easily erased and leave no trace.

There was no birthmark on his mother's arm.

Zhang Meishou nodded knowingly.

Zhengse said: "Then I'll go see Tian." ”

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