Xiao Yu didn't know how he got out of the Longevity Palace, and how he got here.

Looking at the three big characters of "Jinhua Palace", he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

Xiao Yu tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Going around and around, I actually came here again." ”

Do you want to go in?

I guess I thought about it.

The sky was very overcast, black and oppressive, and the snowflakes in the sky covered the whole world with a layer of holy snow white.

Jumping over the wall, his figure was very light and did not alarm anyone. Carefully remove the tile above the dormitory through a small crack, and through the gap, look at the busy figure in the candlelight.

He didn't deliberately hide his aura. Xu was too focused, and she had always been alert, but she didn't even notice herself. Perhaps, she has already found out, but Xiao Changyin is more important in her heart.

Her movements, attentive and serious, are like a devout believer. And Xiao Changyin, with his eyes closed, he is already extremely handsome, and at this moment he is a sleeping fairy in the painting.

Bai Zhi raised her head, and then lowered her head again.

Xiao Yu sat for two hours, and he didn't leave carefully until Cui Yan's operation was nearing the end.

Coming out of the dormitory, Xiao Yu didn't expect to meet her.

"The old slave sees the emperor!" Mama Wang.

Mama Wang is his wet nurse, she is too young and has no impression, but because of her childhood, Xiao Yu always feels an inexplicable sense of closeness to her.

"Mama, are you waiting for me?"

"The old slave made a little plum blossom cake."

Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment, "It just so happens that I'm a little hungry at this time, and I'm blessed today." ”

Walking into the flower hall, Mama Wang had already put the pastries on the table, and there was a pot of hot tea on the side.

I picked up the plum blossom cake and took a bite, the honey-like sweetness rippled in my mouth, and the plum fragrance lingering on the tips of my lips, teeth and nose was even more refreshing. The memories of it that had dissipated seemed to be awakened in an instant.

"It tastes very good, and Mama's craftsmanship is as good as it used to be." Xiao Yu praised sincerely.

Mama Wang smiled, and the smile went straight to the bottom of her eyes, "The old slave remembers that the emperor loved to eat this plum blossom cake when he was a child." Because the emperor loves to eat, the old slave will pick a lot of plum blossoms every year, dry them and seal them up.

Later, the old slave came to Jinhua Hall at the behest of the emperor to serve the concubine at that time.

In a flash, it has been more than ten years, and the emperor has grown up. ”

"Mama still remembers that I love to eat this pastry, and every time I make it, I give it to the little blessing next to me. I remember that my father also liked this pastry very much, and I even ate it secretly in the Qinzheng Palace.

Until, Concubine Wan died in a fire, and the first emperor rebuilt the Jinhua Palace, and Mama locked herself in the palace and never came out again.

That delicious pastry, the imperial dining room never made it again, I missed it so much that I clamored to eat it, so I was punished by the queen mother. ”

"The emperor knows?"

Xiao Yu smiled and drank a sip of tea with plum fragrance, the warm current flowed down his throat, warming his entire heart and lungs, "I didn't know it before, but as I got older, I thought it out." ”

"Among the children of the first emperor, the one who is most similar to the first emperor is the emperor, not only in appearance, but also in temperament and taste."

It can be said that Xiao Yu and the former emperor are simply carved out of the same mold.

"At that time, the first emperor also sat in the emperor's position and listened to the mother playing the piano."