Mao Ziyi was disturbed by Baoqin's words and eyes, he just saved her out of kindness, but let her give birth to a love thread, how can he afford this feeling!

He walked into the Linhua Hall with a little sadness with a food box, and Hui Xiuyuan was sitting on a stone chair in the courtyard copying scriptures, and some green silk was scattered, which had a different style.

The moment Mao Ziyi saw her, the heart that was originally chaotic suddenly settled down. She has such a magical effect on him.

He stepped forward quickly, bowed his hand and said, "See Niangniang for your humble position." ”

Hui Xiuyuan heard the voice and slowly raised her head. The breeze blew, and the beads of sweat on his wheat-colored skin were crystal clear.

She turned her head sideways and whispered to the palace people beside her: "Go to the small kitchen and take a look at the soup at the base, okay?" ”

"Yes." The palace people left in response.

After all the palace people withdrew, the two of them looked at each other, and they both felt more relaxed.

Mao Ziyi looked at Hui Xiuyuan, and saw that she was only wearing a gauze dress outside, so he frowned and asked, "Why is Niangniang dressed so thinly?" ”

"It doesn't matter." Hui Xiuyuan waved her hand and said, "Now that spring is warm, my body is not as delicate as before, you don't need to worry." ”

Mao Ziyi heard this, but he still frowned. Although it is spring now, the wind is still cold, and it just so happens that the location of the stone table is at the tuyere, and her body is not yet well, how can she make him feel at ease.

Hui Xiuyuan saw that he frowned tightly, but he was a little heroic, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile. She turned her gaze to the food box in his hand and asked in a clear voice, "What is this?" ”

Seeing her change the topic, Mao Ziyi shook his head helplessly and put the food box on the stone table.

"The newly recruited chef in Yangzhou in the palace knew that Niangniang's mother was from Yangzhou, so he asked him to make a few Yangzhou pastries for Niangniang to taste whether it was suitable for the taste."

Hui Xiuyuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she naturally knew about the new Yangzhou chef in the palace. But this Yangzhou chef is the chef who everyone personally gave to Shu Meiren, what method did he use to invite this chef.

Just thinking about it, Mao Ziyi had already opened the lid of the food box, and a familiar fragrance came to his face.

Hui Xiuyuan opened her eyes wide and looked at the delicate pastries in the food box, such as honey cakes, plum blossom cakes, mirror cakes, hibiscus cakes, etc.

She picked up a hundred fruit honey cake and brought it to her mouth to bite lightly, the taste was soft and sweet, leaving a faint fragrance between her lips and teeth.

This Yangzhou pastry has never been tasted since she entered the palace, although the pastries in the palace are exquisite, but still can not satisfy the taste in her memory.

"How? Can you taste like home? Mao Ziyi looked at her stunned appearance and asked softly.

Hui Xiuyuan smiled, as bright and flawless as a peach blossom in March. "It's the taste of hometown, it's hard for you to have this mind."

Mao Ziyi looked at her smile a little dumbfounded, and stumbled for a long time before he stumbled: "Mother, mother·· It's good to be happy. ”

"I love it." Hui Xiuyuan glanced around, took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, stepped forward slowly, and gently wiped the sweat beads from his forehead for him.

Mao Ziyi glanced at her jet-black crystal eyes that were close at hand in surprise, and suddenly turned his gaze to the side, and his wheat-colored cheeks seemed to be faintly red.

"The mother likes it, so she regularly goes to the cook to do it." There was a slight tremor in his words.

Hui Xiuyuan looked at the beads of sweat on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but faintly hook, "I'm afraid that the only people in this palace who can have this kind of thought are you and Sister Ying." ”

Mao Ziyi noticed the sadness in her words, and leaned over and said: "The humble position is set around the mother in this life, and the mother is well protected." ”

"Then you won't marry a wife in the future?" Hui Xiuyuan covered her mouth and laughed.

Mao Ziyi's body was shocked, and he lowered his head and refused to speak.

Hui Xiuyuan stared at him for a long time, and wanted to reach out to help him, but as soon as her hand was about to stretch out, she saw a palace maid walking towards him.

She wiped the look on her face, turned around and walked back to the stone table, and said softly, "You should get up." ”

Mao Ziyi heard the alienation in her words, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he bowed and said, "Humble Xie Niangniang." ”

Hui Xiuyuan tilted her head to the side and stopped looking at his expression.

The palace maid didn't notice their abnormality, and stepped forward to salute respectfully: "The slave and maid see the mother." ”

Hui Xiuyuan sat back on the stone bench, continued to copy the scriptures, and asked without raising her head, "What's the matter?" ”

The palace maid lowered her head and said: "Back to Niangniang's words, Yuanlu next to everyone came just now, he said that everyone was going to come to Niangniang's place for dinner tonight, and asked Niangniang to prepare in advance." ”

Hui Xiuyuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her heart was turbulent, but she still pretended to be calm on her face: "Okay, I know the position, you go down first." ”

After the palace maid retreated, Mao Ziyi said bitterly: "Congratulations to the mother." ”

Hui Xiuyuan shook her head for a long time before she pulled out a smile and said, "Everyone has been in the future for a long time, which is really a congratulatory thing!" ”

Mao Ziyi looked at the smile on her face and felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

He tried his best to make all kinds of relationships, and finally asked the cook in Yangzhou to make this food box for him. Let him give it to her and make her smile.

Now that I think about it, everyone who comes to her place to dine can make her happy, and what he has done is naturally incomparable.

The palace maid who had been taken away by Hui Xiuyuan before walked over slowly with a bowl of soup, she leaned over and saluted: "Niangniang, the soup in the small kitchen is ready, Niangniang wants to taste it?" ”

"You put it on the table first." Hui Xiuyuan glanced at Mao Ziyi lightly, and continued: "Everyone comes to eat tonight, you tell the small kitchen to prepare." ”

"Everybody is coming?!" The palace maid's eyes widened in surprise. Since she was transferred by the Queen Mother, she hasn't seen everyone coming.

Now that everyone has come to dinner, I think that the knot in my heart has eased a lot, so that the Queen Mother knows, I must be happy in my heart.

Mao Ziyi felt that his heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't stay here any longer.

"When I think of it, I haven't finished patrolling my lowly duties, and my humble duties have retired first." His voice was extremely faint, so faint that Hui Xiuyuan thought that he had never spoken.

He lowered his head, so that Hui Xiuyuan couldn't see his expression clearly at the moment. After staring at him for a while, she sighed lightly and said, "You go." ”

Mao Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief and turned away as if he was about to be amnesty.

Hui Xiuyuan retracted her gaze, "Hurry up and let the small kitchen prepare." ”

"Yes." The palace maid took the order and left, leaving only Hui Xiuyuan, who was holding a pen and looking pensive.