Chapter Forty-Eight: Is There Such a Coincidence in the World?
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The next day, the sun was rising, and the two of them still hadn't gotten up. The girls and mothers-in-law waiting under the eaves pondered each other, the princess was sleepy, but the prince always got up early, and it was almost time!
Finally, there was movement in the house, and the prince lazily shouted "come in", and the maids and maids rushed in.
In the house, the prince and the princess sat side by side on the edge of the bed. The princess was still rubbing her eyes sleepily, and her little hands were held in the palm of her hand by the prince, rubbing them gently. The prince lowered his head and bit the princess's ear, the princess slapped him shyly, and then the whole person got into the prince's arms.
The princess was born petite, but the prince was a bee waist and shaved his back, just like a fragrant and soft little white rabbit into the wolf's den!
Bah! How can their prince be a wolf!
Everyone avoided their eyes as much as possible, but the mother-in-law was fine, and the maid who had just learned about the personnel was inevitably ashamed. A grandmother came forward to fold the quilt, saw the red on the bed, and had a count in her heart, and turned around and ordered: "Go and prepare hot water and bathe the princess and princess." β
Yixuan also felt embarrassed in front of so many people, but Zhao Zhen hugged her and teased her. She blushed and glared at him, "You are serious." β
"I've always been indecent." Zhao Zhen said.
Yixuan felt that she was really blind. In her previous life, she thought that Zhao Zhen was a serious and majestic person, and she knew that the beauty plan would be able to subdue him, so why did she spend so much time?
"Princess, I'll help you go to the bath." Shuang'er walked over and bowed.
Yixuan put on her shoes and got out of bed, walked a few steps and looked back at Zhao Zhen, and said, "Your Highness still remembers what you promised me last night?" β
Zhao Zhen raised his eyebrows, "Remember, I'll wait for you here after bathing." β
Yi Xuan pursed her lips and smiled, lightly flew Zhao Zhen a look, and turned into the clean room. When it came out, the futon had been replaced with a new one, silk material, the pattern of the infant playing lotus, and on the square table opposite the window, there was a statue of Guanyin, offering some fashionable vegetables and fruits. On the windowsill, there is a jade pot spring bottle that has rained through the sky, and two begonias are obliquely inserted in the bottle.
"Whose do you mean that?" Yixuan asked.
Xingyun was making the bed, and when he heard the words, he replied: "It's Ping Niang." She personally opened the storeroom and selected these to send over. β
Yixuan smiled, "She has a heart." You go down first, and it's enough for the two children to serve here. β
Xingyun was silent and retreated silently. Yixuan took a closer look at the Guanyin, which was carved in ivory, which was not unusual, but it was rare that the demeanor was realistic, not like an ordinary god statue stunned and old-fashioned.
"It's all good stuff." Shuang'er laughed.
"Hmm." Yi Xuan smiled, thinking that she didn't see the wrong person, and promoted Ping Niang to manage the treasury, and Ping Niang also knew how to repay the favor.
After a while, Zhao Zhen also washed up. Yixuan sat in front of the mirror, and Shuang'er tied her long hair into a bun. Knowing that her master didn't like luxury, she chose a plain hosta. Zhao Zhen couldn't help but say, "What about those gem heads I gave you?" Why haven't I seen you wear it? β
"Not every woman likes gem heads." Yi Xuan said.
There seems to be a hint of vinegar in these words. Zhao Zhen was stunned for a moment, and it took a while to react, twisting his fingers and smiling: "I know, if you don't like it, it's better to send two pairs to the tea pot incense seal, they like it tightly." β
Shuang'er was stunned. Rajah...... What is this saying? Looking down at Yi Xuan's expression again, she seemed to be annoyed between her eyebrows, pursed her lips but smiled, "Okay." Shuang'er, let's open the box and get it! The prince doesn't mind if I borrow flowers to offer Buddha, and I'm not welcome. You pick two of the best pairs and send them in no time! It was a gift from me that they carried their concubines. β
Shuang'er is cramped and uneasy, and he is not moving, nor is he not moving. was in a dilemma, but Zhao Zhen laughed loudly, he was overjoyed, and waved his hand: "It turns out that you will be jealous." I heard someone say that you want to carry a tea pot and incense seal as a concubine, and I wonder in my heart, how can there be a woman in this world who is not jealous? β
It turned out to be a joke. Shuang'er was relieved and quickly slipped out.
Yi Xuan glanced at him: "I will be jealous, but I will not be unable to tolerate the two concubines." The prince is wise and martial, and there are many women in the world who admire the prince, but I am afraid that I will have a few more sisters in the future. β
Zhao Zhen was choked by her, and hurriedly explained: "This is your random guess, I really didn't mean it." As for the tea ou incense sealββ, they are the personal maids of the mother's concubine, so I naturally won't treat them badly. β
"How can the prince not be treated badly?" Yixuan was not angry.
"Find them two family jobs." Zhao Zhen walked around behind Yi Xuan, leaned down to look at himself and Yi Xuan in the mirror, and Yi Xuan's head was tilted together, and said with a smile: "It's enough for me to have you." β
Yixuan's heart was shocked. She never thought that Zhao Zhen would treat her so seriously. Of course, maybe it was Zhao Zhen on a whim, but she was still greatly moved. But she still couldn't believe it after all. Even Wen Boyuan, who has a good relationship with the Zhou family, still accepts two concubines?
What's more, Zhao Yan originally had three side concubines, all of whom had prominent family backgrounds and were quite helpful to him.
Yixuan shook her head. The three side concubines are far away in the northwest, and she doesn't have to worry too much.
"Does Your Highness draw your eyebrows?" Yi Xuan chose a snail Dai and asked with a smile.
Zhao Zhen clasped his hands and thought for a while, and said, "Not really." But the left is just to make the eyebrows longer. You let me try. β
Yi Xuan sneered: "Then you can paint, don't paint me ugly." β
When she was a child, she read idle books and saw that there was an open official in the Han Dynasty, who was in love and harmony with his wife, and would only go to court after drawing his wife's eyebrows every day. At that time, she felt that a man like Zhang Chang was so elegant and elegant, and after she got married, she would definitely give her a thrush for her husband.
Zhao Zhen's hand that was accustomed to the sword was holding his eyebrows at this time, carefully outlining Yixuan's eyebrows, frowning, holding his breath, looking like he was facing a great enemy. Yi Xuan usually draws curved willow eyebrows, and her eyebrows are in excellent shape, but slightly lighter.
"Alright." Zhao Zhen took a long breath, pointed to the mirror and said, "Take a look, how about it?" β
Yixuan looked in the mirror expectantly, but the next moment - she was stunned.
ββ¦β¦ Not bad. She held back for a long time before she complimented her against her will. The craftsmanship is not good, but the mind is still good, don't hit him too much.
The eyebrows of the person in the mirror are painted black and thick, which deprives the other facial features of the sense of existence, and when the person looks at it, only the eyebrows are left in the eyes.
She was wrong, she shouldn't have let Zhao Zhen, a rough man, do such a meticulous job.
Zhao Zhen was very excited: "Really? Then I'll paint your eyebrows every day in the future. β
This...... Still not.
"No need." Yixuan sighed, "Your Highness, I'll go wash my face and come back." β
If she wears this eyebrow, it won't take long for a long time, and the whole palace will pass on this matter as a joke.
Yixuan returned to the room after washing her face, and she looked plain again. Zhao Zhen sat on the kang and ate breakfast. A plate of crystal buns, a plate of sesame milk cake, pickled quail with peppercorns and shredded green onions, and fried golden and fragrant slices of fresh bamboo shoots, I don't know how many times more abundant than before.
"Have you tested for poison?" Yi Xuan asked uneasily.
Zhao Zhen nodded, looked at her for a long time, and did not speak. Yi Xuan was worried in his heart and asked him, "What does Your Highness look at?" β
Zhao Zhen's silhouette is deep, and when he looks at people with an expressionless face, he always seems to be scrutinizing. Fortunately, he quickly smiled and laughed at himself: "I really can't draw well." β
Yixuan couldn't cry or laugh, sat down first, picked up the porridge bowl and blew it, and then smiled slowly: "If Your Highness paints well, it will be strange, it means that Your Highness has painted other women in the past." β
When Zhao Zhen heard this, he glanced at Yi Xuan in surprise. This little girl is clever and jealous!
Yi Xuan pointed to the fried spring bamboo shoots with chopsticks and said, "This dish is called 'Golden Boiled Jade', which is something that the Song people came up with, with a good name and good taste." β
Saying that, he sandwiched a slice into Zhao Zhen's bowl, Zhao Zhen picked it up and tasted it, it was really crisp and refreshing, and said with a smile: "Your cook is also a wonderful person, and the dishes he makes are quite chic." β
"Where is he a wonderful man? I copied many of the recipes from books and asked him to follow them. Where could he know that? β
Yixuan smiled at him, and the tears in the corners of her eyes seemed to be flickering, beautiful and longing. But he remembered for no reason that on a certain spring day, yes, it must be a spring day, and the concubine's cough was committed again, and he personally looked at the medicine in the dining room. The yellow finches outside the room were chirping, and he felt very irritable. But I saw Wen Zhiluo come in with a basket, she was only twelve years old at the time, wearing a light pink dress, and her skin was like jade snow, which was completely incompatible with this dining room.
Because she is good-looking and can do favors, the palace people like her very much. She brought the basket to a cook and asked the cook to make her a "yellow finch sorrel".
"I saw it from the book, a fresh recipe! You try it, it's sure to be delicious. If you get the blue eyes of any lady, you can also enter the Shang Food Bureau to make a palm meal......" Wen Zhiluo followed the temptation, her voice gradually became smaller, and finally she made up her mind with the cook, and Xingxing left.
Wen Zhiluo did not notice him. And he only learned her intentions a month later. This dish of yellow finch vinegar was very liked by the emperor, and it happened that someone told the emperor that this dish was Zhao Yan's heart. As soon as the emperor was happy, he greatly rewarded Zhao Yan.
He was really jealous of Zhao Yan at that time. He has nothing, no favor and no power, his mother has lived in the deep palace for a long time to recuperate, he serves the sickbed every day, and wants to fight, but he is powerless, and his life is boring and desperate.
And what about Zhao Yan? has an extremely smart and beautiful confidant, who tries his best to win favor and plan for him. Just thinking about it makes me jealous.
Zhao Zhen locked his eyebrows and looked out the window, it was also spring. He asked the gods: "Yixuan, do you know the yellow finch sorrel?" β
Yi Xuan didn't notice anything unusual about him, and said with a smile: "Not only do you know, I also know how it works!" In this dish, the yellow finch cannot be wetted with water, and can only be washed with wine...... Oh, forget it, I told you that you don't understand, I'll ask Chef Zhang to make it for you. β
Zhao Zhen stared at her, and his gaze gradually became strange.
He couldn't laugh.
Is there such a coincidence? Both of them love to look through ancient books to find food, and the same one doesn't know how to cook, so he only writes a recipe to ask the cook to make it.