Chu Hanye paused, and his heart couldn't help but thump.

She didn't seem to have any contact with other men when she came to the capital, if you want to say it, it's only herself and Qin Zhi, right?

Chu Hanye's gaze fell on Qin Zhi's body, he instantly felt that he was cold, and he was startled, "Master, you know me!"

Only then did Chu Hanye retract his gaze, Qin Zhi has his own Shui Xiang sister, so who else could there be, Yuan Muxiu? Apparently it's impossible, right?

The last thing that was like a song, the love between them should be gone.

Prince?

Although I don't want to guess this, but thinking about it, it's the most likely.

Chu Hanye suddenly felt that his heart was in a panic, and he turned around and left in a huff.

Bihuan looked at Qin Zhi and asked cautiously, "Mr. Qin, is the prince angry?" But what did I say wrong?"

Qin Zhi shook his head and pointed to the kitchen, "Just these two questions, what did she go to the kitchen to toss?"

Bihuan shook her head, suddenly thought of what Yue Qingning said, and hurriedly spoke, "The girl said that if you want to eat well tonight, you have to pick osmanthus flowers."

Noon had arrived, but the dining room was empty, Chu Hanye felt that he was sulking, but he didn't see anyone coaxing him for a long time, and he didn't even call himself a meal.

Just wanted to take advantage of this to lose his temper, he came to the dining room, but found that there was nothing, he frowned and looked at Qin Zhi, "Is there no money to eat in the palace?" You don't have lunch at noon?"

Qin Zhi coughed lightly twice, but saw Yue Qingning walking in with two plates of dishes, with a smile on his face, "Hungry, I cooked by myself today, I've been tossing for a long time, you can taste it."

"Your cook?"

Yue Qingning nodded, quite proud, "Eat the osmanthus feast today, and wait, there are a few dishes, I'll come right away."

Yue Qingning ran back and forth many times, and finally the entire table was full.

Chu Hanye seemed to forget that he was still angry just now, and when he caught a glimpse of the dishes on the table, his heart was slightly better.

"Go over there and call your people over there, come and sit and eat, there are so many, you can't finish eating."

Everyone sat down, and Yue Qingning pointed to the dishes on the side, "Taste it, this table is all made of osmanthus flowers."

"You see there are osmanthus glutinous rice dates, osmanthus sugar lotus, osmanthus sugar dew, osmanthus cake, osmanthus adzuki bean porridge, osmanthus almond tofu, osmanthus braised pork, osmanthus radish shreds, and this, a must, osmanthus tea!"

Shui Xiang muttered quietly, "Girl, why is this table all sweet?"

Yue Qingning paused, "Oh, I forgot, I just thought about making a table of osmanthus feasts, I'll ask the people in the kitchen to add two dishes."

"No!"

After Chu Hanye finished speaking, he directly moved the chopsticks, sweet and sweet, sweet to eat, and sweet in my heart!

The most important thing is that this is made by Yue Qingning herself, and she has wasted so much thought, if she doesn't eat more, she feels wasted.

On weekdays, Chu Hanye, who eats less and less, actually eats more than twice as much today.

As soon as he finished eating, when he arrived at the room, Chu Hanye asked Qin Zhi to prepare some hawthorn cakes, and he had eaten a little too much, so he had to digest it.

It was Yue Qingning, lying on the brocade, thinking about the begging festival that Concubine Jing said today, and naturally knew that it was the Qixi Festival, this is this festival It stands to reason that it has nothing to do with herself, but she always thinks about sending something to Chu Hanye, why?

"Bihuan!" Yue Qingning sat up a little irritably and shouted at Bihuan.

Bihuan hurriedly came in, and when she saw Yue Qingning's sad face, her heart also came up, "Girl, why are you worried?"

Yue Qing was about to speak again and again, and finally, he finally couldn't help but speak, "Bihuan, do you think that if I give Chu Hanye something, will it be strange?"

Bihuan paused, and before she could speak, she heard Yue Qingning explain, "Don't think about it, it's because I think I've lived here for so long, I eat and drink well every day, but I just haven't done anything real, it's a festival, shouldn't I give a little at that time?"

As soon as Yue Qingning's voice fell, Bihuan nodded hurriedly.

She secretly rejoiced in her heart, the person the girl liked, was it not the prince?

If it was the prince, it would be really great, and they also felt that these two people were very right.

"What are you going to give, I really haven't given anything to anyone yet."

Bihuan blurted out, "Didn't the noble concubine Niangniang want to give His Majesty the Emperor a sachet? Why don't you also make a sachet of osmanthus for the prince?"

Sachets? Isn't that too ambiguous?

"Isn't it inappropriate?"

Bihuan pouted and muttered in a low voice, "What's wrong, didn't you also give His Royal Highness the Crown Prince two that day?"

Yue Qingning immediately retorted, "How can this be the same, those things that were given are just for medicine, but now that there are osmanthus flowers inside, it is naturally different, and besides, this thing is still sent on the Begging Festival."

"Really? Nothing different, just a change of things."

Yue Qingning hesitated for a moment, thought about it, forget it, let's just send the sachet, just like Bihuan, it's just that the things put in it now have been changed, and the meaning is not different.

"Alright then, I still have to ask the embroiderer."

When Bihuan heard that Yue Qingning agreed, she secretly rejoiced in her heart, she really mentioned that the prince was happy, and the girl was going to give away her own sachets.

The night pearl was sent back, but the second lady of the Hou Mansion sent a lot of things, and wrote a letter to her.

The approximate meaning is that he doesn't have any friends on weekdays, seeing Yue Qingning, he feels that he is compatible with himself, if it weren't for her, he is afraid that his life will be gone now, and he asked her if she can be a friend.

This night pearl is probably the most noble thing mixed with himself, so he wants to give it to Yue Qingning.

Yue Qingning had a headache, so he thought about asking Chu Hanye to come up with an idea.

"If you think that person is okay, you can have proper dealings, you don't have to worry about the affairs of the court, and I won't restrict you from making friends because of this."

Yue Qingning nodded, and simply gave her a reply, yes.

In business, where is there a meaning of interrupting a pole, since others are willing to be friends with themselves, then come.

Because of Yue Qingning and Miss Hou's second lady's frequent communication, the conversation has earned enough topics, and the business is getting better day by day, and the flower tea is in short supply, and Yue Qingning feels tired when she runs at both ends.

There is a panicked courtyard not far from the teahouse where the envoys of the Northern Qi Dynasty lived, but the strange thing is that it has been bought in recent days and cleaned up.

I saw that someone was almost supposed to move in, but no one came.

It's just an ordinary yard, Rao is a rich family, and he can buy it, so he doesn't think it's a thing.

It's just that today, a man appeared in the courtyard, and not long after, it was a woman wearing a white gauze dress, and this veil, and the back door quietly walked in.

Rao is only a few long-tongued women saw it, so they simply discussed it without saying much.

As everyone knows, standing here is Yuan Muxiu, the prince of the Northern Kingdom, and the woman in white who came in was Zhuang Qing'er.

"Do you like it here?" Yuan Muxiu's clear voice opened lightly, and his eyes fell on Zhuang Qing'er's body, a little doting.

Zhuang Qing'er smiled shyly and walked to Yuan Muxiu's side, "Prince, you are doing this, but it is too risky, if the emperor really wants to pursue you, won't you become a living target?"

Yuan Muxiu smiled faintly, and then sat down on the chair, "So what, such a day will not be too far away."

Zhuang Qing'er paused, her face a little solemn, "Prince, why is the envoy of the Northern Qi Kingdom coming to the Central Plains Kingdom so quietly, isn't there a little bit of a cat in the middle?"

"How? In recent years, the Northern Qi Kingdom has continued to grow, and if the Northern Kingdom can only treat each other politely, it cannot be attacked, but everyone is ambitious, and the days of peace and security in the Central Plains will not be too far away."

Yuan Muxiu played with the teacup in his hand and sighed infinitely.

"Prince, you took great pains to buy this courtyard, but you already have an idea?"

Yuan Muxiu nodded, thinking carefully about the calculation in his heart, "Ruge is not young, even if the Queen Mother is pampering, the last time Yue Qingning's incident has already made the Queen Mother a little bored, if I don't give her a plan, I'm afraid it won't be better in the future."

When Zhuang Qing'er heard this, she immediately stood up, the expression on her face was even more solemn, and there was a little doubt in her voice, "The prince doesn't want to take the princess back to the palace?"

"Hey, the original intention was to bring her, the emperor of China is already old, these princes can't sit still, sooner or later they will have to do it, if Ruge can really contain them, it will also be a good thing for our northern country."

Zhuang Qing'er hesitated for a moment, and felt that it might be the best way.

"What about that Yue Qingning, but the prince wants to use her to do something for us?"

Yuan Muxiu smiled lightly, "That woman is too smart, she can only flow for a long time, if it weren't for the last time when she was like a song, I would have been a little sure, but there is no if."

It's just that Yue Qingning is not useless in the eyes of Yuan Muxiu, the opportunity is not given by others, or created by himself.

The Begging Festival is coming, and he is also thinking that these festivals are close to Yue Qingning's set, and it is a good choice to be a friend.

Yuan Muxiu thought about it, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

All this fell into Zhuang Qing'er's eyes, her indignant gaze swept over, she admitted that Yue Qingning was indeed a little smarter than herself, but what Yue Qingning could do was far less than one-ten-thousandth of herself.

"Prince, if you can't do it, don't want it, whatever you want, Qing'er will give it to you."

Yuan Muxiu paused for a moment, then pulled his hands, took the white-clothed beauty into his arms, played with her slender fingers, and said softly, "I've never seen you so unconfident, Qing'er, I only have you."

Zhuang Qing'er's heart beat faster in an instant, but the slightest trace of distress also overflowed, she hugged Yuan Muxiu's head with her backhand, and said softly, "It's enough for the prince to have me."

Yuan Muxiu immediately picked up Zhuang Qing'er and walked on the brocade step by step, his fiery eyes full of affection.

Zhuang Qing'er's shy face was buried in her arms, she used to long for a home with two people, but now, with a home, this man also wants to belong to herself, why is all this so unrealistic.

Yuan Muxiu put Zhuang Qing'er on the bed, and he was lying beside him.

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