After getting rid of Wei Yiran, Li Qia concentrated on preparing their three-room zongzi with Xiangyang at home.

They prepared light-tasting mung bean dumplings and fruit dumplings for Imperial Doctor Wei, who had just recovered from illness, fresh meat dumplings and egg yolk dumplings for Li Jiuye, and Grandma Li Jiu's flower dumplings and eight-treasure bean paste dumplings.

In fact, these fillings were all prepared by Xiangyang, and she just came up with an idea to taste which flavor was delicious by the way.

Li Qia didn't know which big family Xiang Yang and Xiang Nan's mother had worked as a cook in before, how could they make so many kinds of zongzi and dim sum? In short, she was full.

In her spare time, she continued to paint on the fan surface, embroidered the fan cover by herself, and finally completed the bamboo painting two days before the Dragon Boat Festival.

Although the front of the folding fan looked like the bamboo forest in front of the Ganlu Hall of the Holy Kingdom Mansion, it couldn't make Huo Xiaoting doubt his life after seeing it.

The real secret, on the back of the folding fan.

Li Cha lifted the corners of his lips, dipped a new brush in the ink from another inkstone, and wrote four large characters on it.

The white sheep's hair pen has obviously been dipped in black ink, and the tip of the pen falls on the fan surface or lifts the pen or pauses the pen, but there is no trace on the clean fan surface, as if Li Qia has just dipped it in white water.

After writing, Li Qia changed his pen again and wrote a line of Dragon Boat Festival blessing characters at the bottom of the word Baishui that he had just written.

After the last process was completed, she picked up the folding fan, and was about to fan it lightly so that the handwriting on it would dry faster, when she saw Wei Yiran hurriedly walking in, and her usually fair face was already red with a hint of anger.

Li Cha put down the folding fan in his hand and walked out from behind the long case, "Why is my cousin so angry?" Wei Yiran's temper has been trained very well by her since she was a child, and ordinary things can't make him angry.

"Li Yan of our Li clan's dragon boat team is injured, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with this dragon boat race."

Li Yan? Li Cha pondered this unfamiliar name and image in his mind, but found nothing.

She tapped her skull, it couldn't be a bad thing to do a lot of brains, right?

"Li Yan is not the head of the Li family, my cousin may not have seen him, in short, he is the core of our dragon boat team, he has the most experience and strength in the competition, but he can only be absent from this competition."

Li Cha looked at him who was puffing up, "Why are you injured at this time?" Although she knows that he has put in a lot of hard work in this competition, she also knows that he is not a person who cares about gains and losses. There must be another reason for being so angry.

"Yesterday, Li Yan participated in a Keju competition, and when he came back, he broke his arm. And not only our ethnicity, but also several colleges participating in the dragon boat race have people with varying degrees of injury. The more Wei Yiran spoke, the more angry he became.

Li Cha understood the trick, "Who organized this Keju Competition?" "It's clear that there are people who want to dominate the dragon boat race, so they don't hesitate to use this method to kill their opponents.

It's just an entertaining game, but it's such a heavy hand, vicious and too concerned about gains and losses, it's really not beautiful!

She really wanted to know who this man was.

"Luanshan Academy." Wei Yiran was still puffing up.

"Getting to the point."

"The Three Princes."

Only then did Li Qia remember that Zhou Shuang, the third prince born by Yao Guifei, is indeed studying in Luanshan Academy now.

In the harem, Concubine Yao Guifei tried her best to compete with Empress Wei for favor. The third prince was naturally unwilling to succumb to the second prince.

It seems that this dragon boat race, he is going to be in the limelight?

The palace is far away from her, and it is none of her business how the people in the palace fight, and which concubine and prince Emperor Jingming, who loves marriage, is willing to pamper is not as important as what kind of stuffing zongzi she should eat for breakfast.

can use such shameless and filthy means to tire their Li clan studies and make her cousin so angry, that is, the third prince is at fault first.

Since the third prince is so anxious to be in the limelight, then she will "help" him, and she will definitely make him the object of attention in the dragon boat race the day after tomorrow, so that he can lead the show.

Wei Yiran saw a sneer on the corner of Li Cha's mouth, and couldn't help but come back to his senses and suppress the anger in his heart, "What do you think?" What do you want to do? ”

Li Cha had already recovered that smile and looked at him casually, "I think we should help the third prince." ”

He knew it wasn't that simple?

The smile just now, he had obviously seen it when she had decided to attack Zheng Wenhao.

The iconic ridicule had already appeared, and Wei Yiran had already let go of the grudge in his heart and began to sweat for the third prince. He shouldn't be willing to talk to her about anything.

Thinking of this, his pupils shrank sharply, wouldn't she also peck at the eyes of the third prince?

But after thinking about it again, Zheng Wenhao is heinous and deserves it. But the third prince is just a petty fight, and his cousin is not a person without measure, how can he be so heavy every time.

What's more, the two eagles were personally released into the mountains and forests by him, and his cousin also said that they would not easily peck people without her orders.

But no matter how heavy the shot is, it is the third prince, Yao Guifei's beloved son, who can't be offended, he has to watch her for the past two days, and he can't let her cause a big disaster that he can't bear the pot, otherwise his grandfather will have to split him.

Wei Yiran made up his mind to keep an eye on her whereabouts at all times.

Li Cha only used him as air, and sent the folding fan he had drawn by himself to Grandma Li Jiu.

Grandma Li Jiu also took the folding fan out of the fan cover, carefully unfolded it and looked back and forth, and then nodded with satisfaction. He also asked people to pack a basket of zongzi and find a high-grade ginseng, and handed it over to the eldest grandmother of the third room to send it to the Shengguo Mansion in person.

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After Huo Xiaoting returned home, he went directly to Zhengfeng Hall to greet the old man Huo and the old lady.

He practiced martial arts every day, and his body was naturally light, and the two maids who were hiding under the tree in the courtyard did not hear his footsteps.

"Bi'er, I heard that the Li family sent the Dragon Boat Festival gift today, and there is also a folding fan from Miss Li Jiu to Grandpa Huo. People say that Miss Li Jiu is unlucky next to her, if our little grandfather uses this folding fan, what will it look like? ”

"Grandpa Huo is already very unlucky if he wants to marry her, can he be more unlucky?" Bi'er sighed: "On the birthday of the old lady, I witnessed with my own eyes that Miss Li Jiu was careless, and the maid was like frost and was detained on her face by a basin of fragrant pancreatic water, foaming at the foam, and she was very unlucky. ”

"Ahem......"

The two maids wanted to say something again, but they were interrupted by the sound of coughing, and they saw a tall bamboo-blue figure walking under the tree.

"Little Master Huo." The two of them hurriedly stepped forward to say goodbye, and when the curtain was lifted, they couldn't help but sigh.

It's a pity, how can the world-looking little grandfather Huo marry Li Jiu?

This may also be the state of mind of those little ladies who know that Huo Xiaoting has made a marriage, but still don't give up.

How many beautiful and dignified and virtuous little ladies are there, this little grandfather Huo is married to Li Jiu!