She flipped through them one by one, and the day passed.

Hanabi and Hanaki didn't bother her.

When the lights are lit at night, the wind comes and shouts the flower dance.

"Princess, the young master invites you to dinner. ”

Hua Wu was surprised, this is Taishi's home, do you want to call Feng Yi to call her to eat?

"The young master said to take you out to eat. As soon as the wind fell, Taishi Shaolian's voice sounded outside: "Is the princess here?" My mother asked me to invite you to dinner. ”

The girl's voice was exceptionally clear, and Hua Wu glanced at Feng Yi.

Feng Yi scratched his head in embarrassment: "The young master said, let you refuse dinner in the house, and he will take you to eat something delicious." ”

Hua Wu: "I always think that Feng Mo is weird, is his food so delicious?"

She was more curious about his purpose, though.

Taishi Shaolian ran and walked in, her fair cheeks were slightly flushed, and she looked at Hua Wu with flashing eyes.

Hua Wu stood up and smiled at her: "I was just about to go out, tell your mother that I thank her, and let's eat together tomorrow." ”

Taishi Shaolian glanced at the wind and came over with understanding.

"Okay, I'll go and tell my mother, princess, you eat and have fun. The girl turned around with a smile, and suddenly turned back and said, "The princess's sister and sister are listening to the piano at her mother's place, do you want them to be together?"

Feng Yi hurriedly spoke: "No, the young master only invited the princess alone." ”

Hua Wu glanced at him dissatisfiedly, and said casually: "Then trouble Miss Shaolian and my sisters, I will come when I go." ”

The girl said yes, turned around and trotted away.

The maid behind followed and shouted: "Miss, you run slowly, walk carefully, it's dark." ”

Hua Wu shook her head, are people with cultivation still afraid of the black road?

The maid was so nervous, which could only show that Taishi Shaolian was extremely pampered in this family.

Feng Yi breathed a sigh of relief, since when did he have psychological pressure in the face of Hua Wu?

Thinking that when she was first escorted into the imperial capital, her temperament seemed to be cautious, even if she later released her blood in Fengfu, her attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, how long time had passed, and she married the prince.

The momentum of the whole person gradually changed from the past, could it be because of the improvement of cultivation? He did not know.

The flower dance walked out with the wind.

Since she came to Taishi's house, she hasn't gone out.

The Taishi family is actually the city lord's mansion, but the front is a separate courtyard that deals with official business, under the black tiled eaves is a painted shiny exterior wall, and outside the winter wall is a row of pines and cypresses, adding a solemn atmosphere.

Hua Wu just glanced at it, and saw the end of the wind standing with his hands in his hands outside the moon gate.

The red robe is staggering, and in the cold wind of winter, it is a dazzling existence.

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat Shangdu's famous dishes. He looked at Hua Wu with an uncle's expression, that look in his eyes could not be said to be charity, nor was it much better than charity, inviting people to dinner was still so dragged, and there was no one else, and Meng Xia had a virtue, she jumped out of this idea in the sea.

"The one who is close to Zhu is red, and the one who is close to the ink is the black little sister. Little Rose muttered.

Hua Wu: "Is she summarizing her thoughts?"

Ignoring her various little eyes, Feng Mo walked forward on his own.

Turning the moon gate, walking through a courtyard, you will reach the back door.

There was already a carriage parked at the back door, this time it was not the dazzling red carriage, thinking of the red carriage that swaggered all the way, Hua Wu felt speechless again, if it was on the earth, this person was afraid that he was not the kind of person who was suitable for engaging in performance art.

The carriage was running fast, there was a slight slag of ice on the snowy street, and there was a slight creaking sound of the horses' hooves stepping down.

On the carriage, Hua Wu looked at Feng Mo and said, "What is so delicious?"

"When you arrive, you know. ”

After about a quarter of an hour, Hua Wu felt that she had run out of the city, and the carriage stopped.

Lifting the curtain, Feng Mo took the lead and walked down.

Hua Wu then got out of the car, raised her eyes and was stunned.

"Mengchun Building?" this man actually brought himself here.

There was an endless stream of carriages at the door, and the women of Yingying Yanyan were crowded behind the curtain.

It is estimated that it is because the cold wind is cold, otherwise he would have stood outside the door to solicit customers.

Feng Mo chuckled: "Don't look down on Mengchun Building, the dishes here are good." ”

"Is it a delicious woman?" Little Rose answered quickly, and Hua Wu had a black line on her forehead, but fortunately she couldn't hear it.

Feng Mo raised his legs and walked in, and Hua Wu had to follow.

"Oh, the young master is here. A half-old, an old bustard similar to Hua Shi Niang, greeted her.

"Well, this is Meng Shi Niang. Feng Mo turned his head to introduce Hua Wu.

"Hehe, it's all ten mothers. Little Rose picked up again.

Hua Wu simply blocked her, this girl likes little prostitutes, is it possible to like little prostitutes.

"Have you left the private room you prepared?"

"Alright, alright. Meng Shi Niang twisted her waist to lead the way in front, and Hua Wu followed them without squinting.

Passing through a narrow flower door, the prostitutes behind the curtain stood up one after another.

A fragrant breeze came to my nose.

Meng Shi Niang coughed lightly twice: "All retreat." ”

Several women agreed coquettishly and turned away from looking at this side.

Hua Wu glanced at Feng Mo and noticed that he didn't even look at this side.

The three of them walked up the wooden staircase along the passageway, and the private room on the second floor was very clean.

More than ten square rooms, ebony seats on both sides, clean tabletops, a pot of orchids in the corner, if this is a place of wind and moon, absolutely no one believes it, but it looks like a clean small restaurant.

"Young master, wait a minute, I'll be serving the food right away. Meng Shi Niang diligently put on the tea stove and began to make tea.

Feng Mo motioned for Hua Wu to sit down, this was a round table, and they didn't prioritize it.

The tea is boiling, and the scent of jasmine wafts through the air.

Both men were silent, each drinking the tea in front of them.

Hua Wu didn't want to speak, she didn't know what Feng Mo meant.

Fengmo actually didn't mean anything, he just slept in the open all the way, wanted to eat something comfortable, and was not used to sharing a table with Taishi's family.

It didn't take long for Meng Shi Niang to bring two little maids to serve the food.

The oval-shaped white porcelain soup bowl is a milky yellow soup, and the soup noodles are floating with a few plum petals, and the fragrance comes to the face, which is both beautiful and fragrant, and the flower dance suddenly brightens her eyes.

"This is the plum blossom soup cake, the plum blossom is washed, minced, the sandalwood decoction juice is taken, mixed with the plum blossom powder and flour, rolled into a dough, and the plum blossom-shaped slices are chiseled out on the skin with a plum blossom-shaped mold, and then put into the chicken soup to cook. There was a bit of a snarling in the lazy voice of the end of the wind.

Hua Wu took the spoon and began to eat.

The dishes that follow are all distinctive, but all of them are delicate and aesthetically pleasing.

Thinking of the first time and the end of the wind on the way back to the imperial capital, that night in a small town also ate well, at that time I knew that this person was a very bad mouth, and Meng Xia was not in vain.

Why did she think of this man again?

"What do you and the prince want?" After drinking a few glasses of soju, Feng Mo finally opened her mouth to ask this question that she didn't want to answer.

"Then I want to know what happened to the prince?"

"Heh, do you still ask me this? I don't know. Kazemo sneered and continued drinking.

"Then I have nothing to say. Chao Yan didn't reply to her, and she didn't know what was going on with Meng Xia.