In the small kitchen of Fangfei Pavilion, steamers are steaming.

Wang Shaoming put the peach petals into a stone mortar and gently mashed them. The peach petals should be mashed, but not too bad, otherwise the color will not look good and the aroma will be weak.

Mama Zhang is afraid of heat and doesn't like to go into the kitchen the most. But Wang Shaoming was in the kitchen, and she couldn't stand at the door and watch, so she had to accompany her in the kitchen.

Wang Shaoming said softly: "Mama Zhang, you wait for me outside." ”

Mama Zhang said with a bitter face: "Miss, what are you doing here making these pastries day by day." ”

Wang Shaoming's face turned red: "The prince loves to eat." ”

Mama Zhang looked at Wang Shaoming with a look that her daughter had finally enlightened: "Miss, it's good that you are willing to talk to Nanjun Wang more, but you can't do everything yourself, you can let your subordinates do this." ”

Wang Shaoming lowered her head, and the words "King of Nanjun" in Mama Zhang's words did not fall into her ears at all: "The prince loves to eat." ”

Wang Shaoming didn't have the habit of getting to the bottom of it, he didn't know why Xiao Zhaowen would pretend to be Xiao Lian and hide in the study, but as long as it was him, it would be fine.

Wang Shaoming took the pastries on weekdays, and stayed in front of the study door to talk to Xiao Zhaowen. I only said that it was a pastry made for the prince, and I was talking to the prince, and no one in this house was suspicious.

She usually talks to Xiao Zhaowen in front of the door of the study, and she only calls him "Wangye", even if she is heard, she can't be suspicious.

Wang Shaoming added a spoonful of sugar to the stone mortar, and Xiao Zhaowen said that he liked to eat everything, but he obviously liked to eat sweet things.

Although Xiao Zhaowen said that the pastries she took every time were delicious, he had to eat the sweeter pastries faster.

Xiao Zhaowen is not good at words, and the two always talk for a while and then have nothing to say. But there wasn't much in the study, just a lot of books, so Xiao Zhaowen picked them one by one to read to her.

Xiao Zhaowen's voice is very good, refreshing and clean, and it is a little magnetic. Listening to him read, I can also think of those pure eyes.

Wang Shaoming gently knocked on the door of the study with a basket of peach blossom cakes.

"Lord Wang." She left the peach blossom cake at the door as usual, and sat down on the steps herself.

The people inside walked a few steps outside and leaned against the door: "Miss Wang, are you here again?" ”

"Hmm." Wang Shaoming's voice was sweet: "I brought peach blossom cake to the prince today, does the prince like it?" ”

Xiao Zhaowen said softly: "I like it, Miss Wang's craftsmanship is excellent." ”

The two didn't know what to say again.

Xiao Zhaowen hesitated for a while and said, "Miss Wang, I found another good book, Miss Wang, do you want to listen to it." ”

"Hmmm......"

Xiao Zhaowen cleared his throat and was about to read. Wang Shaoming suddenly didn't want to hear it.

She comes every day, listens to stories every day, and today she really wants to tell Xiao Zhaowen something else.

Wang Shaoming lowered his head and asked softly, "Lord Wang, do you have a favorite girl?" ”

Xiao Zhaowen was obviously stunned. After a long time, Xiao Zhaowen said softly: "My relationship with the princess is excellent. ”

Wang Shaoming looked up at the study.

Xiao Zhaowen: What does this mean?

When did Xiao Zhaowen have a princess?

Is it a rejection of yourself?

Wang Shaoming's face flushed, and he only felt that he was embarrassed.

It turns out that I'm still annoying.

Wang Shaoming stood up and ran without looking back, leaving only a box of peach blossom crisps in front of the study.

Wang Shaoming returned to Fangfei Pavilion and cried happily.

Crying and crying, he saw the pattern he drew when he embroidered apricot blossoms on the table, and his heart moved, but why did he wear the clothes he embroidered with apricot blossoms for him?

Wang Shaoming quietly walked back to the study and saw that the box of peach blossom crisps had been moved. She walked over and looked at it, and the peach blossom cake inside had been eaten.

The light in the study came on. Wang Shaoming took a step back in shock, and the food box made a soft sound.

The people in the study took a step forward, but they still didn't get out of the door. The moonlight fell coldly in the courtyard, and a figure was reflected in the door of the dim lamp in the study.

No one spoke, each thinking about his own thoughts.

The nightingale cries softly and gracefully. Wang Shaoming's unspeakable grievances in his heart. She silently picked up the food box and turned around and went back to the Fangfei Pavilion.

In the next few days, she still made pastries every day and put them in front of the study, but she no longer listened to Xiao Zhaowen read to her. She always said a few words, left the pastry at the door and left, and came back to get the food box the next day.

After more than ten days like this, Wang Shaoming finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Why can't she say to someone she likes someone?

Even if he didn't like her, she didn't do anything wrong. She at least had to tell Xiao Zhaowen that she didn't want to enter the Nanjun Palace.

Wang Shaoming thought so in his heart, so he became more and more anxious, and even the action of making pastries was accelerated.

She put the pastries in the food box and hurried all the way to the study, she wanted to say: "Xiao Zhaowen I like you, I don't want to be the princess of Nanjun." But when she got to the door of the study, she couldn't say anything again.

What if someone listens to it and knows that it is not the king of Nanjun in the study?

What if Xiao Zhaowen hates her even more because of this? Is it that she can't talk to Xiao Zhaowen in the future, and Xiao Zhaowen won't eat the pastries she makes anymore?

After hesitating for a long time, Wang Shaoming finally mustered up the courage to walk to the door. Although I have the courage to speak, I don't have the courage to speak so bluntly.

She knocked on the door of the study and said softly: "Lord, I saw that you like to eat peach blossom crisp a few days ago, and you like to eat hazelnut crisp yesterday, so I made peach blossom hazelnut cake today, and the peach blossom and hazelnut are a little bitter mixed together, so I put sugar and lard, you should like it." ”

The people in the study just walked through the door and didn't answer.

Wang Shaoming was a little anxious, could it be that Xiao Zhaowen was angry with her? Ignore her?

Wang Shaoming's hands holding the food box were clenched tightly, and the knuckles of his fingertips were a little white: "I'm idle today, I heard that the peach blossoms in spring are exceptionally beautiful, and I don't know, I don't know how long you are willing to come out of the study." When you come out, if the flowers are still blooming, let's go and see. You shut yourself up in the study every day, but you have to pay more attention to your body, I always hope you are well, I always ......"

The door to the study creaked open.

Wang Shaoming raised his head suddenly, trembling in shock.

Xiao Lian walked out of the study slowly, with a slightly regretful look on his face: "Miss Wang, although you are a good girl, you and I are not a good match......

Wang Shaoming only felt a buzzing in his ears.

How could it be the king of Nanjun in the study?

Isn't it Xiao Zhaowen who is inside?

How often did King Nanjun come back?

Is it today? Or was it earlier? Was the person who talked to her that night Xiao Zhaowen or the king of Nanjun?

If it is the king of Nanjun, does that mean that Xiao Zhaowen doesn't hate her? It's just that she asked the wrong person?

But that question, such an unspeakable question, was actually listened to by King Nanjun?

Wang Shaoming felt that his head was about to explode, the food box became heavier and heavier, and he couldn't hold it with both hands. The food box fell to the ground with a "clang", and the peach blossom hazelnut cake fell to the ground: "Could it be that you have been in the study all the time?" ”