Chapter 137: It's Long Overdue
I've been waiting for a while.
Zhuo Yilan was cold and accompanied by the close servant, and he was late.
After reading the holy decree, the housekeeper secretly stuffed a big red envelope with the eunuch who passed the decree.
The eunuch smiled and said a few good words, and quickly slipped away with someone, as if someone was chasing after him with a knife. It's not that the eunuch is sensitive, it's that everyone present feels that Gongzi Zhuo is in a bad mood today. Experience tells everyone that when Zhuo Gongzi is in a bad mood, the people around him are prone to bad luck.
Zhuo Yilan narrowed his cold eyes and looked at the gate.
The housekeeper looked at Chu Lange, who was still on the side, a little happily, and secretly thought in his heart: With Miss Qin here, the son shouldn't lose his temper.
The butler took a few steps closer to Zhuo Yilan, "Childe, what Your Majesty has rewarded-"
"Send everything that can be eaten and used to Qinxiang Garden. The rest is put into storage. Zhuo Yilan looked back at Chu Lange, raised his chin proudly, turned around and stepped out of the threshold, "This son is still sleepy, go make up for sleep first." ”
The butler replied.
Chu Lange's mood was much more complicated.
If you don't pick it out, it probably won't be embarrassing.
Thankfully, she was leaving this time, no matter what happened. She had a faint intuition that if she didn't leave this time, it would be even more difficult in the future.
The housekeeper walked up to Chu Lange, "Girl, what else do you need?" For example, jade jewelry and other items, you don't have a few pieces on you, you can pick some here. ”
Chu Lange said with a smile: "Thank you Uncle Housekeeper, but I don't need these." You can send those two boxes of pastries to Qinxiangyuan. The dim sum made by the imperial chef of the palace must be delicious. ”
"Girl, Childe commanded-"
"Uncle housekeeper, I really don't need to."
Because Chu Lange insisted on refusing to ask for it, the housekeeper did not force it.
Chu Lange returned to Qinxiang Garden.
Yu Feiyin was sitting at the dinner table, waiting for her to return.
There was still breakfast on the table, and Chu Lange asked the servant to put down the two boxes of pastries.
Yu Feiyin said happily: "Sister, are you done?" ”
"Yes, when I'm done, I also got back two boxes of pastries from the palace." Chu Lange opened a box, it was a pastry with very exquisite workmanship and style, "The pastries I haven't eaten should be a new variety in the imperial dining room this year, Ayin will try it first." See if it's delicious. ”
Chu Lange said as he grabbed a small disc in front of him.
Then I picked up a piece and stuffed it in my mouth.
She nodded repeatedly, "It's delicious!" With this porridge, today's breakfast is very luxurious. ”
Yu Feiyin pursed her lips and snickered, followed by the pastry in front of her, and ate it in small bites. This Sven's eating appearance is much more elegant than Chu Lange.
When there were no outsiders, the aristocratic etiquette that Chu Lange learned was all fed to the dogs.
In fact, she still yearns for the way to eat wine and meat in the army.
Chu Lange gave Yu Feiyin and himself another bowl of porridge.
The two of them ate happily.
Just ate it for a while.
Familiar footsteps were heard outside the door.
Chu Lange paused as he ate and looked at the door.
Zhuo Yilan was covered with cold, and he appeared at the door as if he owed a million silver.
Chu Lange stood up with a light smile, "Didn't you say to make up for sleep?" What's wrong with it? ”
Zhuo Yilan was silent, walked in a few big steps, lifted up his robe, occupied Chu Lange's seat frankly, and picked up the chopsticks she had used, picked up the longan and red date porridge she had eaten half, and ate it unhurriedly.
Chu Lange: "......"