In the study, the incense burning in the purple gold copper furnace turned into a tiny wisp of light smoke, slowly drifting into the air.

The cold fragrance that enhances the awakening of the mind lingers throughout the room, making people calm and calm down involuntarily.

Xiao Shunzi stepped forward and plucked the incense in the copper furnace again to ensure that the master was always at the most comfortable temperature.

The dinner was in the emperor's palace, and a large group of people toasted without eating a few chopsticks.

"Master," Xiao Shunzi is the most observant of words and feelings, and when he saw Xuanyuan Fanhua's movements covering his stomach and frowning slightly, he immediately stepped forward, "Master, I'm afraid that I'm hungry, why don't you ask someone to make some soft and indigestible meals?" ”

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has never had much desire for appetite, and Xiao Shunzi knows it.

He didn't dare to make decisions on his own, he was careful in everything, and he would talk about it after asking.

"Hmm." An inaudible voice came from the person's mouth, a little heavy, and the cold incense in the air seemed to tremble.

Xiao Shunzi hurriedly hunched over, and when he came back in, he was followed by a small eunuch with a food box.

Plates of delicate dim sum were placed on the small round table next to it, accompanied by tea, fruit wine, and cut fruits, which were placed in delicate and small tribute vessels, making people salivate at the sight.

Fanhua sat down with a faint expression, and her slender jade-like fingers casually twisted a piece of thin green snack made into small rectangular pieces, brought it to her mouth and took a gentle bite.

The entrance is sweet and silky, the taste is extremely delicate, there is no trace of beany flavor at all, and the sweetness is just right, which is suitable for the taste buds of flowers.

Everyone's favorite sweetness is different, and as soon as Fanhua tastes it, the folds between the eyebrows stretch out.

The chefs in the palace are all extraordinary, but they make delicious food, but they never touch the most accurate taste buds of the flowers.

It's a long-awaited taste, a visceral joy that even brings a touch of déjà vu.

It's like, back to the place where she used to be, someone who went to great lengths to cook for her in a modern cramped kitchen.

Unconsciously, after eating a piece of mung bean cake, Fanhua, who was stimulated by her appetite, raised her hand and stretched out her hand to another plate of pale yellow snacks.

Xiao Shunzi was observing the words and expressions on the side, and saw that the master was rarely happy with food, and his eyes were squinted into mung beans.

After eating a few pieces, Fanhua took a few sips of tea before washing her hands.

As a result, the little eunuch was holding a clean towel in his hand, and Fanhuazi carefully wiped the water droplets on his hands, his eyebrows were faint, and his casual words sounded faintly.

"Who makes the pastries?"

"Your Highness, you are really like a god, you are discerning, and nothing can escape your eyes!" If Xiao Shunzi flatters, he will come as soon as he opens his mouth.

Fanhua's hand had been wiped clean, and she glanced at Xiao Shunzi lightly when she heard the words.

At the same time, as soon as she threw the towel in her hand, the white towel flew out, covering Junko's head and face.

What level is the chef of the East Palace dining room, she eats every day.

If she can't eat the difference, then her tongue must be broken!

was covered by the master's head and face, Xiao Shunzi was not annoyed, but put the towel in his arms as if he had received some gift, and continued to bend over and whisper back:

"Back to Your Highness, these pastries and even tea were prepared by the Ten Princes himself!"