"Concubine Ai is so Yaxing today, but I haven't heard you play the piano for a long time."

Hearing the beautiful woman playing and singing from afar, he stopped in the rain and listened for a while, and couldn't help but remember that when the draft was made, Concubine Rong was a blockbuster, and her piano skills crushed the entire harem.

It's just that I couldn't conceive the dragon heir later, and I slowly didn't have the heart to stroke the qin.

Later, with Yun'er, she devoted herself to raising the fetus, and the strings didn't even touch it, and now, I haven't touched it for almost two years.

"The emperor doesn't make fun of his concubines, I haven't touched the strings for a long time, and I'm rusty."

As he spoke, he looked behind him, and the close-fitting Zhang Gonggong waited respectfully under the corridor.

In fact, he could have gone to the side hall to wait, but he was afraid that it would rain heavily outside and he couldn't hear the emperor's call, so he simply waited at the door.

"Why did you come here with such heavy rain?"

Concubine Rong stepped forward and took the big hat that Emperor Yuan He took off.

"Today was originally scheduled to meet the envoys of Southern Xia, but it rained heavily, and they were mistakenly on the official road, so I came to take a look."

The rain was too strong, and even though Father-in-law Zhang was holding an umbrella, his robe was still wet.

Concubine Rong wiped a few drops of rain from the corners of his forehead for him, turned to Su Xiaojiu and said, "Bring a bowl of soup to the emperor too." ”

Emperor Yuanhe walked inside, saw a circle of dumplings on the table, and said strangely: "Came to trouble your Rong Concubine again?" Anyway, let her rest. ”

The group members got up with a smile and said hello, if they came to Ronghua Palace every day, they would see their father more often, and when they faced him again, they were no longer as strange and restrained as before.

And after getting along for a long time, I even found out that my father was actually a very gentle person.

Emperor Yuanhe entered the inner hall and changed into dry clothes, came out and sat on the edge of the small bed and pinched Yun'er's little buttocks.

Seeing Mo Hong's pout, his face full of displeasure, he beckoned and asked, "What's wrong with Hong'er?" You can hang an oil bottle on your mouth, but your brothers and sisters are bullying you? ”

The other groups were full of resentment when they heard this, and now except for Yun'er, who can't speak, Mo Hong is the most favored by his father, who dares to bully her?

Xiao Tuanzi jumped down from the stool, ran to his father's side, and climbed on his lap and sat down: "Sister Jiujiu asked me to drink ginger soup, but the ginger soup is so spicy that Hong'er doesn't like it." ”

The aggrieved expression was like someone pinching his nose and pouring poison.

Her hair was not completely dry yet, she had been wiped by Su Xiaojiu just now, and the two small hairy ones on her head rubbed in her father's arms like a puppy.

He was still wrapped in a small blanket, and it was obvious that he had been drenched in the rain.

Emperor Yuanhe hugged her soft little body, only felt very useful, and his voice was unconsciously gentle: "But if you don't drink ginger soup, you will get sick, and then you will have to drink more bitter medicine, isn't Hong'er afraid?" ”

"Huh? Hong'er don't drink medicine! ”

Thinking of the black medicinal juice he had drunk when he was sick before, it was sour, bitter and spicy, Mo Hong's faint eyebrows drooped down, and he couldn't help hugging his neck with teary eyes: "Father, Hong'er doesn't want to drink medicine." ”

Concubine Rong took the ginger soup and handed it over, and said softly: "Then you have to drink the ginger soup obediently, Hong'er is the bravest, and she will definitely be able to drink it all in one go!" ”

The little hand that was still holding Yuan Hedi's neck just now was behind him.

The soft and fragrant little arm was taken away, and the old father's heart was a little empty.

It's not good to take it back by yourself, so I took the ginger soup and spoon, bowed my head and coaxed: "Hong'er, my father personally fed you to drink, okay?" ”

The other dumplings looked at Mo Hong with envy, they had grown so big, none of them had ever been fed by their father!

However, Xiao Tuanzi didn't buy it, not only did he not stretch out his hand, but his mouth was also tight, and he looked at Emperor Yuan He with big eyes.

The hand holding the bowl was a little hesitant, and looked at Concubine Rong carefully: "Otherwise, don't you drink it first?" ”

Concubine Rong glanced at him with disgust: "The child is willful, and the emperor is also up to her?" The five girls are still young, and it's not a joke to get the wind chill. ”

Emperor Yuanhe didn't want to be a bad guy himself, so he put the ginger soup to Mo Hong's mouth: "It's Concubine Rong who wants you to drink it, Hong'er don't blame your father~~~"

Mo Hong: "......"

Concubine Rong: "......"

Seeing that the father and daughter were staring at each other, and no one refused to back down, Su Xiaojiu reluctantly stepped forward and said: "If the fifth princess really doesn't want to drink it, forget it, the slave maid uses ginger juice to make desserts, and let the princess eat more." ”

Mo Hong pouted, she didn't believe that ginger could make delicious desserts.

The other dumplings with soup bowls put down the spoons in their hands one after another.

Why didn't Sister Jiujiu say it earlier?! They also don't like to drink ginger soup!

I went to the small kitchen with the resentful eyes of the dumplings.

There was still a lot of ginger left when I was cooking ginger soup just now, Su Xiaojiu took a few watery ones, peeled them, minced them, mashed them, put the ginger paste into a piece of gauze to squeeze out the juice, warmed the milk, poured it in while it was hot, stirred, and left it for a while, and the sweet and stomach-warming ginger milk was ready.

As soon as they entered the temple gate, the regiments gathered around.

Looking at the white and tender things in the porcelain bowl, they are all extremely novel: "Huh? What is it? It looks like bean curd, but why does it smell like ginger? ”

"This is called ginger milk, it is made of cow's milk and ginger juice, it is delicious and cold, Your Highness, come and try it?"

"Wow! It's fragrant and spicy, and it's a little weird, but it's delicious! ”

Mo Yao was the first to taste it, and gave feedback in time, and the other dumplings saw that he was happy to eat, and they also boldly put it in their mouths.

"Really, it's slippery and tender, sweet ~~"

Mo Ying said and sent another bite into her mouth: "Hong'er, try it, it's really delicious~"

Although he was still a little resistant to the taste of ginger, seeing that his brothers and sisters were eating so deliciously, Mo Hong couldn't help but pick up the spoon and tentatively scoop up a little and put it on the tip of his tongue.

The sweetness of the milk, mixed with the light spiciness, with the tender taste, the lips were gently pursed, and they slipped into the stomach by themselves~~ Well, it doesn't seem to be so unpalatable.

Seeing that the dumplings were eating, Emperor Yuan He hugged the ginger soup, smashed it, smashed it, and smashed it, it was really spicy.

"You girl, why didn't you make one more for the emperor to taste?"

Concubine Rong saw that Yuan He and Emperor glanced at the empty tray in Su Xiaojiu's hand several times, but she was embarrassed to speak, and she couldn't help laughing.

"Huh? ~~~ Do you want to make another bowl of slaves? ”

An adult who is embarrassed to covet children's snacks is really ......

"Well, I'm not a child, what are I doing eating that?"

There was an embarrassment of being exposed, and Emperor Yuan He added another bowl of ginger soup to prove that he was not greedy.

The dumplings were full of food in their bowls, Emperor Yuan He slowly drank ginger soup, and Concubine Rong guarded the sleeping Yun'er, and the room was warm.

Su Xiaojiu brought another bowl of ginger soup to Grandpa Zhang at the door.

I had long noticed the somewhat squeezed figure at the door, a handful of years, his hair was already a little gray, and he leaned into the hall from time to time in the wind and rain, and the clothes on his body were a little wetter.

reminded her of when she was a child, when her grandfather took her to sell vegetables in the wind and rain.

Grandpa Zhang was flattered: "Yo! Thank you, Miss Su! Then the miscellaneous family is welcome. ”

Fang just held an umbrella for Emperor Yuanhe, but he himself was soaked, and he happened to be standing on the tuyere, he was already shivering from the cold, and when he saw ginger soup, he quickly took it in his hand and drank it while it was hot.

He served His Majesty closely, and he could not get sick easily.

Concubine Rong is the favorite queen of the harem, as the most powerful palace maid by her side, Su Xiaojiu is naturally rising.

But she was not as arrogant as other palace people who had faces in the mother's place, and she was thoughtful, and she actually noticed him under the corridor.

When he sent the ginger soup, he looked frank and open, and he was not flattering because he was a person close to the emperor, and he couldn't help but feel good.

Handing over the empty bowl, Father-in-law Zhang shook the dust lightly: "Miss Su's heart is as careful as a hair, and she is sympathetic to others, and she will be blessed in the future." ”