The food and drinks were almost served, and finally a plate of desserts was brought out and placed in front of everyone's eyes.

This dessert was unlike anything they had ever seen, and it exuded a burst of sweet aroma that resembled a piece of white tofu, which immediately surprised everyone.

If it weren't for Mu Jinghong's eating this dim sum called "cake" the day before yesterday, he would probably have to show the same suspicious expression as these people.

Situ Qiannan was a little puzzled, Mu Luo and Mu Zhen were both present on such an occasion, and there was no room for a little difference, he beckoned to Fukang and asked, "What kind of dim sum is this?" ”

Fukang was also puzzled, he shook his head, and replied in a low voice: "This is specially made by Miss Ling, what kind of cake is it." ”

"Cake?" The name was fresh, and it was the first time he had heard of it.

Some people can't help but be curious, scoop a spoonful with a spoon and put it tentatively in their mouths, and the sweet taste overflows their mouths and makes people have an endless aftertaste.

Prince Muluo, who is such a picky person, can't help but praise when he eats such delicious things: "Well, this dim sum is unique, but General Zhaoyi has recruited a good cook again?" ”

Situ Qianchen answered truthfully no, but Mu Luo didn't believe it: "General Zhaoyi, this is your fault, I have eaten the dishes in your house, and there is no such a rare dim sum, if you get it, you can get it, why hide it?" ”

Situ Qiannan smiled and took the conversation back and said, "Prince, my second brother is not lying, this dim sum was made by a girl in the house." ”

"Oh, then this girl must be a strange woman, why don't you bring it out for everyone to see."

The prince has spoken, no one listens, no, Ling Jiantong obediently appeared in everyone's sight.

Mu Luo didn't expect that the daughter of the Ling family in the past would become the cook of Zhenguo Mansion.

"This ...... Isn't this the eldest lady of the Ling family? Mu Luo pointed at Ling Jiantong and said in surprise.

The tragic death of Song Yuan, the son of the servant of the Criminal Department, did not take long, and everyone remembered this wronged woman, Ling Jiantong.

Ling Jiantong stood there, with an apron on her body, like a maid, she nodded and agreed: "Back to the prince, I am Ling Jiantong." ”

Mu Luo suddenly came to freshness, he pointed to the "white tofu" in front of him and asked: "Miss Ling, this is the second time we have met, and it can be regarded as fate, can you tell me, how did you come up with this dim sum, and how did you do it?" ”

Ling Jian smiled at the head of his head: "Cake, as the name suggests, is a kind of pastry that is eaten only on the day of your birthday, as for the method, this is an ancestral heirloom, it is inconvenient to say, if the prince is interested, I can go to your house another day and make a piece for you personally." ”

Mu Luo laughed: "What? The recipe for this cake is still ancestral, and you can't easily tell others, but if you don't say it, I'll know it when I ask Ling Yuanwai. ”

Ling Jiantong shook his head mysteriously: "Ling Peng doesn't know about this pastry, so don't bother the prince." ”

Mu Luo's eyes narrowed into a slit, even if he was the prime minister of the imperial court, he had to raise his spirit, trembling for fear that that sentence would be wrong, but the woman standing in front of him opened her mouth and said, don't let him waste his mind anymore?

This woman ...... It's kind of interesting.

Mu Luo was about to speak, since it was an ancestral heirloom, how could Ling Peng, as his biological father, not know, but before he could say this, he suddenly heard a "bang" sound beside him.

Everyone's eyes shifted to Meng Xueyuan's body.

Originally, her face was pale and bloodless, but now she couldn't even straighten her waist in pain, her facial features were twisted together, and there were dots of red spots on her neck......

"Snow kite." Mu Zhen called softly, and helped the beauty who was about to fall off the chair in pain.

When Meng Xueyuan appeared in such a situation, everyone was stunned.

Suddenly, I heard someone shouting: "This pastry is poisonous!" ”

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, everyone jumped up from the chairs one after another, even Mu Luo, who was full of smiles just now, stood up nervously, and the guards rushed in with knives, and surrounded Ling Jiantong without knowing it.

Ling Jiantong looked at a loss, things happened too suddenly, and they didn't give people time to ease down at all, what the hell was going on?

A good birthday banquet turned into a pot of porridge like this.

Some dignitaries were obviously afraid of death, and they had already begun to vomit on the spot, trying to remove all the cakes they had eaten from their bodies.

"How...... How can it be? Ling Jiantong was stunned for a long time before he said these words in disbelief.

"Ling Jiantong, you actually poisoned the pastry?" Mu Luo asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

"No, I didn't, I made this cake with my own hands, how could it be poisonous?" Ling Jiantong tried her best to explain, but the facts were in front of her, and she felt like she couldn't argue.

The people around her looked at her as a murderer, Ling Jiantong looked around, she wanted to find Situ Qianchen, she believed that the man would definitely believe him, just like the last time she was in the street market, she was humiliated by Gong Chuyue on the street, and he would come out to protect her, but what about him?

In the crowd, Ling Jiantong suddenly saw Situ Qianchen's figure, but now he had his back to her, and not even a single look fell on her, his heart and his eyes were all on the woman who was about to faint.

Ling Jiantong suddenly felt that his breathing was stagnant, his heart seemed to have been stabbed by something, and every nerve was out of breath in pain.

Situ Qianchen frowned, he opened Mu Zhen's touch, and moved Meng Xueyuan into his arms, Meng Xueyuan was already breathless, as if an invisible hand was holding her neck.

He remembered that Meng Xueyuan had been allergic to eggs since she was a child, and once she was allergic, she would vomit, develop red spots and have difficulty breathing......

Situ Qianchen picked Meng Xueyuan up horizontally, ignored the whispers of those people at all, directly called the meteor, and left the Zhenguo Mansion with Meng Xueyuan.

The strong wind in her ears blew, and Meng Xueyuan's hot cheeks suddenly felt much better, and this warm and familiar embrace couldn't help but make her shrink into Situ Qianchen's arms even more.

"Snow kite, if you bear with me, it's coming soon." His voice was as gentle as ever.

Meng Xueyuan opened her eyes slightly, looking at the arrogant man in front of her, he used to be her love, but she hurt him again and again, if time could be turned back, she hoped that those heart-rending things had not happened, he was still her bamboo horse, and she was still his childhood plum.

But can it all be done all over again?

Meng Xueyuan didn't want to care about anything, she just wanted to keep this warmth of longing for a little longer: "Qianchen, I'm sorry." ”

Situ Qianchen's resolute face moved for the first time, and he couldn't help but look at the woman in his arms, with a pity between his eyebrows.

Situ Qianchen's departure was too sudden, and it really caught everyone who was still in the courtyard off guard.

For the scene just now, everyone began to whisper.

"Sure enough, it's still an old love, you see how big a green hat General Zhaoyi put on the fourth prince."

"It turns out that General Zhaoyi pushed down the emperor's marriage a few days ago, just for the sake of the four princesses, infatuation, infatuation."

"This situation can make the fourth prince unable to come to the stage."

"Hey, how can I see that the fourth prince is calm and relaxed, and there is no anger on his face?"

Everyone's words fell word for word on Mu Zhen's ears, but he turned a deaf ear, turned to look at Mu Luo and said, "Prince, the poisoning of the princess is not trivial, you have to act impartially." ”

Mu Luo couldn't help but admire, Mu Zhen's strength, his wife had run away with other men, he could still stand here confidently, and wanted to seek justice for Meng Xueyuan?

"Fourth brother, don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter."

The two of you said a word, which made Ling Jiantong, who was standing in the middle, beat a drum in her heart, and she seemed to have returned to the wronged night of the wedding night again.

Could it be that her head will fall off again?

But she really didn't poison her, she didn't know who that woman was at all? There's no reason to hurt her.

Just when Ling Jiantong was like an ant on a hot pot and couldn't find Bao Qingtian who could avenge his grievances, he suddenly walked out of the crowd and said, "Prince, how long have I been away, what kind of moth is this?" ”

Ling Jiantong looked sideways, and Mu Jinghong and Ye Zhengbai, who had been away from the banquet for a long time, both appeared in front of everyone.

If it weren't for the public, Mu Luo didn't bother to pay attention to this idle younger brother, he snorted coldly: "Ling Jiantong was poisoned and wantonly wanted to murder the fourth princess." ”

"What? The fourth princess was poisoned? Mu Jinghong's drunkenness suddenly woke up halfway, his eyes widened, and he wanted to go to Mu Zhen's side, but his body really didn't obey the call, and he stumbled, and he almost knocked Mu Zhen down together.

Mu Zhen was very disgusted and pushed away Mu Jinghong, who was leaning on him: "Seventh brother, what are you doing?" ”

"Fourth brother, you are really calm, your ladies are poisoned, why are you still standing here like a nobody, alas, you can't just take a concubine and forget to get married?"

As soon as Mu Jinghong's words came out, he attracted snickering around him.

Mu Zhen glared at Mu Jinghong: "Seventh brother, what nonsense are you talking about?" ”

"I'm not talking nonsense, fourth brother, you really only see the newcomer laughing, don't hear the old man crying, you don't even know that the fourth princess is allergic to eggs, you are still her father-in-law, if it weren't for General Zhaoyi's timely discovery, I'm afraid the fourth princess will die now."

Mu Jinghong spoke upside down, but he solved all the doubts one by one, it turned out that there was no poison in this cake, but Meng Xueyuan was allergic to eggs.

In this way, the guilt imposed on Ling Jiantong disappeared.

This birthday banquet ended unhappily in the end, especially Mu Zhen simply lost his wife and broke his soldiers, and the crown prince Mu Luo stepped forward, stretched out his hand to support Mu Jinghong's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Seventh brother, are you really drunk?" ”