The noble man in the car did not speak, as if he was tired of the feeling of being deliberately hung by someone.

Ah Xing spread her hands on the iron pillar, this gesture was taught to her by the princess, which means helpless, and "let him go".

Bypassing the busy crowd, the carriage stopped at the gate of the courtyard in the back garden of King Rui's mansion.

Ah Xing and Tie Zhu wanted to step forward to help that Huang Gongzi get out of the carriage, but who knew that a downward inclined board leaned out of the carriage, and Huang Gongzi slowly slid out of it with a wheelchair himself.

Isn't this boy a little too stubborn?

Ashin looked at Tiezhu, who hurriedly walked over and grabbed the handle of Huang Gongzi's wheelchair, and asked at the same time, "Huang Gongzi, how about the villain come to push the cart for you?" ”

The son of the Huang family raised his chin silently and coldly: "Yes." ”

It seems that this son is just not happy to be served by a woman?

Tie Zhu exchanged a look with Ah Xing again, and carefully grasped the wheelchair pusher, it seems that this son of the Huang family is not so easy to serve.

In the courtyard of the small building in the back garden, the sun has risen, and the golden light is everywhere.

The tables and chairs in the courtyard were covered with brocade, and the fabrics were all fine silk sent by the Huang family, after all, there was only linen cloth in the former county, but there had never been such a precious cloth as silk.

At this moment, the satin in the sun was shining, and the people sitting behind the tables and chairs waiting for Huang Gongzi seemed to be shining as well.

"It seems that Huang Gongzi does not respect the Rui Wangfu as much as you show." As soon as Pei Qing, who was sitting still, saw Huang Qiqi himself, he understood everything - the matter between Ah Xing and Tie Zhu was not going well, and it didn't work out.

So she made an inviting gesture to him from afar, and then held the pot in her hand and poured Huang Qiqi a cup of fragrant milk tea.

Ah Xing and Tie Zhu quietly stepped aside, and in order to show respect, they all stood solemnly and closed their mouths tightly.

"If you don't agree to take the caravan from the former county to run the business together, it will be disrespectful to the Rui Wangfu?" The noble son, who had an indifferent face and lips as light as tea, snorted coldly in ventriloquism, and with his elegant appearance, he was as proud as he was.

Pei Qing didn't speak, just pushed the milk tea over to him.

"Since the Southern Dynasty aristocrat Wang Su 'tea is a tying slave', the drink of milk with tea has spread, but it is mostly salty tea mixed with pepper and salt. And the milk tea in my former county is a sweet tea with only milk and tea soup and honey, which is different from the drinks in the world. ”

She didn't get straight to the point, but put a peculiar cake with its color like jade, its shape like a cloud, and decorated with rose petals in front of Huang Seventeen, and said in a soft tone and sweet voice: "This is a cream cake made by this princess, it is very good to drink with milk tea, Lang Jun, please use it." ”

In front of her was a special scone that looked like a rock but was stuffed with creamy cream.

Seeing that the son of the Huang family didn't speak, but just turned his face to her fixedly, Pei Qingyan smiled: "My side is a cream puff, do you want to eat this?" ”

As she spoke, she condescendingly pushed the plate of food that looked like a stone egg to his hand.

The upper half of Huang Seventeen's face and eyes were shrouded in light veils, but he could pick up a puff with great accuracy, his fingers were extremely white, and his knuckles were long, like a beautiful jade condensed by snow in the sun, and the puff with rough skin fell into his hands, like a small pompom.

Pei Qing observed him silently, until he saw him put the puff to his lips and bite it shallowly-

His pale tea-like lips looked sickly and beautiful against the milky white filling of the puffs, making him look less like a noble boy on top, but like some kind of beautiful fairy floating from the paper.

Huang Seventeen's wide robe and big sleeves hung down most of his palms, revealing only jade-colored fingertips holding snacks, and he chewed it indifferently, a sense of ascetic beauty was vented at will.

After eating a puff, Pei Qing suddenly saw Huang Qiqi poke out the tip of his pale pink, soft cloud-like tongue, and gently licked the remaining cream from the corner of his mouth.

Because of the pale complexion, the tip of the tongue in this different shade is even more soft and ruddy, even if it is just an unconscious action of sipping away food, but it is full of incomparable temptation.

Pei Qing shuddered, and looked away.

Her heart jumped, and she called the insider: she wanted to use food to provoke people's will, and people simply used beauty to provoke her will.

The two sides clashed, but I didn't know who was better.

Pei Qing looked at the sky and the earth, quickly calmed down, and when he looked at Huang Seventeen again, he found that he was wiping the corners of his mouth with a white silk handkerchief.

- If you have a veil, why do you lick the corners of your mouth with your tongue like a cat?

Pei Qing can't ask, and it's not easy to ask.

"It is indeed a delicacy," I only heard the Huang family say slowly in ventriloquism, "It is indeed a good cake that far surpasses the 'Crispy Mountain' in the capital." ”

Since the magnates of the Tang Dynasty of the previous dynasty poured cheese on the ice and snow, called the "crisp mountain" to entertain guests, so that the dim sum was only circulated in the banquet of the wealthy family, after the destruction of the previous dynasty, the current dynasty regarded the previous dynasty as orthodox, and naturally pursued various things that were praised in the previous dynasty.

Crisp Mountain is one of them, but it is by no means the only one.

"The princess said it bluntly, what kind of recipe is the cream of this cream puff made? How much does it cost? Huang Qiqi casually threw the silk handkerchief on the table, and said lightly, "I am indeed happy to see the hunting, this kind of food that is more luxurious than 'Crisp Mountain' is very much needed when a certain banquet." ”

Pei Qing smiled innocently and kindly: "Negotiate the price, you will see the outside, right?" Don't want 999, don't want 99, as long as Huang Gongzi agrees to help Xixian form his own caravan, the formula will naturally be sent to Gongzi. ”

The sick and frail beautiful man in the wheelchair did not speak, his hands were tucked in his sleeves, his thin shoulders drooped slightly, and the curve of his side face was amazingly beautiful.

The breeze blew his long inky hair, and he suddenly raised his hand to drink the milk tea in front of him, and replied in a flat ventriloquist voice: "Yes." ”

Da, the teacup was put back on the table, Huang Qiqi reached out to turn the wheelchair, and slowly turned his body to the side.

Thick black hair obscured most of his face, revealing only a straight white nose and a few pale lips.

"Princess, take the caravan of Xixian County with you, but you will divide the Huang family's wealth to Xixian," Huang Qiqi said in ventriloquism, "The contemptible people have suffered heavy losses, so the princess should not blame the contemptible people for being unhappy." ”

"It should." Pei Qingqing smiled tenderly, "In business, Huang Gongzi is right." ”

Anyway, her purpose was always achieved, so what about letting this person say a few words of complaint? It doesn't hurt anyway.

Who knows, Huang Gongzi didn't complain anymore, but said in a flat tone: "Princess Fangcai's voice when she said, 'Lang Jun, please use'...... Is it okay to call again? ”