"The king is like the snow among the pines, and the concubine is like the grass in the forest.

Far away in the sky and the moon, the sky and the earth are empty. ”

Sour, really sour, Luo Ying flipped through dozens of photos in a row, all of them were similar contents, and the acid was bubbling.

Tsk, this princess of Jinyang doesn't seem to be so useless, this sour poem is okay, as for the point where this father doesn't love her mother.

"Xiao Yui, come here." Luo Ying beckoned and beckoned a clever little maid, "Take this, find an envelope, come back to me later, I will write a few words on the envelope, and then go to the kitchen to get some pastries and send them to Lord Wen's mansion together." ”

"Yes, princess." The little girl is very lively, she used to only do rough work in the outer courtyard, but after Luo Ying came, in order to prevent revealing the stuffing, she changed the servants again, and then transferred this little Wei from the outer courtyard to the inner courtyard.

"Yes, good." Luo Ying looked at Xiao Wei with a satisfied face, "That, on the way back, bring me a roast chicken, no more roast duck." ”

This plane is so boring, it's always right to eat and eat.

When she left the palace that day, the aroma of roast chicken on the side of the road was really seductive, she didn't go down to buy one to eat, and at the end of the day, her waist was going to be broken, and her face was stiff with a smile.

"Lord Wen personally enlightened, Jinyang respects." After Luo Ying finished writing these words, she blew them and handed them to Xiao Wei.

"Let's go, let me meet all the girls." Luo Ying stretched her waist and called a little maid, this little maid is called Xiao Meng.

"Xiaomeng, go to the kitchen to get some pastries, pack them, and then come and call me, let's go and meet all the ladies together, do our best."

Recently, she has been bored and has been busy in the small kitchen, and she has made dozens of catties of pastries alone, and she has received pastries up and down the palace. Although the pastry tastes good, after all, there is a lot of oil and salt, and it can only be used for recreation after cooking, so I still haven't finished it.

If you can't finish eating, of course, you will give it to the people outside to destroy it together, hehehehe.

As soon as Xiaomeng was packed, she took Xiaomeng out of the door, and her first target was Concubine Jing.

Concubine Jing and Wen Mingchen's father are brother and sister, so Concubine Jing is actually Wen Mingchen's aunt, and the original owner's mother was also a concubine before, and she has been dead for many years, so the original owner is in the palace and is the closest to Concubine Jing.

"Concubine Jing, Jinyang came to see you and brought you some handmade pastries." Luo Ying handed over the pastry with a smile, although this Concubine Jing was in her thirties, she was well-maintained, and she looked like she was in her twenties.

With bright eyes and bright teeth, he is really very beautiful and has a very gentle personality.

"Xiaoyu is here again, I'll see what you brought." Concubine Jing opened the food box and looked at a few pastries inside, which were mung bean cake, egg yolk crisp, and a few egg tarts.

"I recognize this mung bean cake and egg yolk crisp, what kind of new dim sum is this small bowl?"

"It's called an egg tart, it's delicious, it's made of eggs, and raisins are added to it." Luo Ying took one out of it and let Concubine Jing taste it.

"Hmm...," Concubine Jing narrowed her eyes in satisfaction, "This one is quite delicious." ”

"Xiaoyu, you can eat one too." Concubine Jing took out an egg tart and handed it to Luo Ying.

"I won't eat it, this is for you, you eat more." Luo Ying pushed back.

"Xiaoyu, let me tell you something." Concubine Jing mysteriously withdrew the maid and pulled Luo Ying aside.