When the waning moon is in the sky, the moon is clear and cold, like flowing water, leaking straight into the window.

Gong Que lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Get up and light the candles, the lights in the room are like beans, and the light flows onto the screen painting reflected on the pear wood screen.

The copper incense burner beside him was full of smoke, and the faint sandalwood fragrance filled the room, and a few wisps of wind came from the cold night, adding a bit of coldness to the room.

She always felt the need to go out for a walk, after all, late night is a magical time, and many strange encounters in the ancient game happened in the middle of the night.

Thinking so, Gong Que simply put on a piece of clothing, walked forward, and walked towards the dim moonlight.

The palace is glazed mandarin duck tiles, with vermilion lacquer and red flags, twists and turns, which makes the palace dizzy and dizzy.

She didn't know when the long alley would come to an end.

Until a melodious flute sounded, pointing out a clear way for the palace.

The man was about twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a plain white Guangling gown, with a dragon and phoenix pattern gold belt tied around his waist, with a slender figure, blowing a bamboo flute in the moonlight, and three thousand green silks flying in the wind, like a fairy.

He wears a mask on his face, and he can't see his face clearly, adding a touch of mystery to the whole person.

Hearing footsteps, the young man's flute stopped abruptly and was replaced by his elegant voice: "Who? ”

This voice is a little familiar, and Gong Que frowned slightly: "The third princess of Xuanyue Kingdom, Gong Que." ”

The man stood with his hands in his hands, and his voice was cold: "In Xia Su Jingyu, meet the third princess." ”

This is really one of the few people who comes up and makes a denial of it.

A hint of brilliance flashed in Gong Quemei's eyes: It's a little interesting.

The man smiled indifferently and spoke again: "I don't know what the third princess came out for at night?" ”

"Nothing." Gong Que pursed his lips and added, "I can't sleep." ”

“……”

“……”

The words were talked about like this, so what could she do, she couldn't say that she came out to ask for a strange fate!!

It wasn't until the man chuckled that the awkward atmosphere was broken.

Gong Que: "? ”

She didn't know what the man was laughing at, but she saw him slowly walking towards her, uncloaking himself and draping it over his thin body.

It's too late, it's too fast, Gong Que stood on tiptoe suddenly, and took off his mask without saying a word.

She couldn't help but gasp—

It was a face she knew to the core.

If Xu Yuan is a coincidence, then the person in front of him doesn't make sense.

The person in front of him is wearing an elegant leather bag, with a white-clothed face and a jade tree in the wind, he really looks like that person.

For a while, memories came like a tide, and the palace was caught off guard.

In the memory, the man called her "Sister Gong Que" with a smile, and then called her "Gong Que" directly, and in the end, he used the sword she gave him to pierce her heart.

She clearly saw that the child she raised had hatred in his eyes, and the anger in his eyes almost wanted to burn her to death, and his voice was sad and hoarse: "Evil will return my father and mother!! ”

The two faces suddenly overlapped together, and Gong Que was so shocked that he took half a step back, stared at the face, and blurted out: "Mencius! ”

Hearing this, Su Jingyu's good-looking brows frowned slightly: "Who is the princess calling?" ”

No, not him.

In front of him, except for his appearance, there is nothing like him!

Gong Que stabilized his mind, his face returned to an indifferent expression, and his lips opened slightly: "No one, just a dead person." ”

"I see." Su Jingyu looked down at the villain in front of him, and said with a casual smile, "Then can the princess return the mask to the minister?" ”

Gong Que handed him the mask.

"It's cold at night, so the princess should go back quickly." The man put the mask on, patted her little head, and gently admonished, "Be careful of catching a cold." ”

"......" Gong Que did feel a little cold, sniffed her little nose, she spoke, and there was a faint nasal voice in her sweet voice, "Can you send me back?" ”

Su Jing Yuzhen tapped: "Minister, obey." ”

……

The next morning, as soon as the new palace maid Yu'er entered the house, she saw her princess holding a plain white cloak in a daze.

The plain white cloak has delicate stitches and excellent embroidery, and it is not an ordinary object at first glance, but it should not be a princess's if you look at the size.

So who will it be?

Puzzled, Yu'er spoke: "Princess, get up and change your clothes." ”

Gong Que nodded slightly, and pointed to the table by the window: "Just put it there, I'll wear it myself." ”

"This ......"

Yu'er thought about it again and again, and finally could only agree with her head bowed.

"Su Jingyu." Gong Que looked at the cloak in his arms and muttered, "It's a bit like that." ”

No matter what, there are more important things for her to do than him.

Thinking about it, Gong Que changed his clothes and ran to the stove after washing.

Unlike other places, Yongsu Palace has its own small stove.

Don't ask Gong Que why this is the case, she doesn't know, but at least she can cook something she loves to eat.

She wasn't tall enough, so she moved a small stool and stood on tiptoe.

"Princess?" Seeing that her princess was doing this kind of "high-risk" action, Yu'er was so frightened that her heart was about to vomit.

Before Gong Que could react, she felt that she was being pinched by her armpits. Hugged away from the stool.

Gong Que: "? ”

"If the princess wants to do something, send her slaves and maids, why bother to come to this stove to suffer?"

Gong Que was helpless: The main thing is that you won't do what I want to do.

"I ......" Gong Que just wanted to explain, but he suddenly caught a glimpse of the big cutie who was lying at the door and secretly observing the two of them-Xu Yuan.

Xu Yuan: Secret Observation JPG.

Gong Que: Black Question Mark JPG.

"Inner ......" Gong Que pointed to Yu'er and pointed to the person lying behind the door, "There is someone behind you." ”

Yu'er turned her head and faced Xu Yuan's clear eyes.

Xu Yuan knew that he had been discovered, so he swallowed his saliva and explained, "I just want to see what fun things you guys are playing." ”

She said sincerely, a pair of big eyes kept blinking, and she was so cute.

Gong Que suddenly felt that Xu Yuan should be made into a child and be cute, instead of letting himself, a 10-million-year-old man, do those extremely naïve things.

Yu'er looked bitter: "Niangniang, there's nothing fun here, it's dirty and dangerous, can you go out with the princess?" Slave ......"

Before she could finish speaking, Gong Que said indifferently: "Do you want to learn to cook?" ”

Yu'er: "??? ”

Xu Yuan: "!! ”

At this moment, a certain maid named Yu'er looked sad, and she felt that she really couldn't live this life.

The princess doesn't listen, the mother doesn't listen to persuasion, and after a while, this small stove room will be turned upside down.

"Add the eggs and some amount of flour and stir."

"Chi Chi, how much is the right amount?"

"I don't know, anyway, just let it go."

"Oh."

Looking at the mother and daughter who were constantly busy in the kitchen, especially at the little princess who was "directing the country" and organized in the kitchen, Yu'er felt that it didn't seem to be as bad as she thought.

"Add some milk...... I don't know how much the right amount is, so just put it in and have fun. Gong Que played the steps of making cakes he saw on his mobile phone in his mind, and instructed Xu Yuan as he wanted, "It's okay, let's steam it in the pot." ”

"Good~"

"Finally, a little luck." As he spoke, Gong Que stood on tiptoe and sprinkled air on the pot.

She didn't know if she could succeed, after all, the difference between ancient and modern utensils was too great.

The three of them lay on the stove and stared wide-eyed, waiting for the pulpy mass to come out of the pot.

……