The Adam's apple hidden under the collar slowly slid unknowingly, Huang Gongzi's sleeves hung down, and his breathing was quietly chaotic for a moment.

"Then when so-and-so comes back tomorrow, he will bring the cat with him." Here he spoke in ventriloquist flatly, and over there the wheelchair was backwards, and it looked like he was about to walk again.

Pei Qing's peach blossom eyes condensed slightly: Is it an illusion? This person in front of her seems to be hiding from her?

Huang Gongzi covered his face with a light veil, and the place above the tip of his nose and even his sideburns was blocked by a white silk veil.

After he left, Pei Qing thought for a while, turned his head and went to the small kitchen to transfer a bowl of woad soup and asked people to send it to Huang Gongzi's station.

Although this noble prince said that he wanted to buy land and build a manor outside the city, he has not taken action until now, and every time he comes, he lives in the shop closest to the palace, and he does not know that it is because he is too obsessed with business and has no intention of enjoying it.

Or is there something else that makes him not want to leave the county seat and live outside.

The soup is made with fresh seasonal wead, and it is served with white radish and chicken meatballs.

There is a verse in "The Book of Songs, Shao Feng, Gu Feng" that "Cai Feng Cai Fei, there is no following". It is a kohlrabi, and Fei is a white radish.

Among the broiler breeders hatched last time, the hens only accounted for half of the number, and half of them were broiler roosters.

The tender chicken is served with sweet and luscious white radish, and the soup is made with shrimp, hen and pork bones, and garnished with weeds.

Huang Gongzi was faced with such a beautiful dish, and he couldn't bear to raise the spoon for a while.

He was alone on the second floor, so he relaxed and removed the veil from the bridge of his nose to reveal his true colors.

Huang Gongzi, who had removed the disguise on his face, reverted to Li Yi, and now he began to eat, but his eyes were heavy, and he had to show a thoughtful look every time he took a bite of food.

After eating a bowl of soup without a trickle left, Li Yi got up and stood in front of the desk, his left hand grabbed the wide sleeve of his right hand, revealing the pale and bony fingers and right wrist that covered the disguise, and raised the pen to begin to write a letter.

Isn't it natural to eat something good from someone else and write a letter to thank you?

So the letter was sent...... It shouldn't arouse her suspicions, right?

"The soup is refreshing and gorgeous, only seen in a certain life, the most strange one, among which the meat quality does not know what kind of meat it is, after swallowing it, there is a lingering fragrance in the mouth, which makes people think of the princess's slender jade fingers——"

When I wrote this, looking at the handsome and free font on the paper, Li Yi, who had removed the disguise of "Huang Gongzi", showed a wry smile.

"Isn't it a little too explicit?" He muttered to himself, grabbed the piece of paper, and his fingertips burst into powder, which fell into the copper basin next to him.

"How can Huang Gongzi, who doesn't eat fireworks in the world, show his infatuation with the princess?" He sighed and took a new piece of paper, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he didn't know whether to laugh at his own deity or the person he pretended to be.

"Don't show your feet no matter what! She is so exquisite, but whenever she shows a little flaw, she will catch it along the vine...... If I find out I'm playing her, I don't know what will happen? ”

A letter was deleted several times, three or four sheets of paper were scrapped, and the final shape was only two short sentences.

"This soup is very beautiful, and I am willing to exchange treasures for dishes."

The silver hook iron painting falls on the pale yellow paper, a thousand words but can only be entrusted with a few numbers, the person who writes wants to talk and rest, but I don't know what kind of mood the person receiving the letter will be?

At dusk, Pei Qing received a letter from Huang Gongzi and a gold hollow grape flower and bird pattern sachet, and the people of the Huang family said that the owner thanked her.

She opened the letter in surprise, read it at a glance, and then closed the book.

"Wow, princess Niangniang, look, there are three layers in this golden ball, and each layer can slide between each layer!" When Ah Xing helped her put away the golden sachet, she couldn't help but let out an exclamation of admiration.

Pei Qing had seen a gilded silver sachet unearthed in the Tang Dynasty in modern times, and knew how precious this thing was, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was worth a thousand gold, and it was the kind of good thing that had money and no place to buy it.

"It's really capricious to exchange such a valuable thing for a recipe for a dish, it's really capricious to be rich!" She took the round gold sachet from Ah Xing's hand, sighed, and put it in front of her eyes to appreciate it carefully, and for a while she couldn't figure it out in her heart.

The cool shell of the golden sachet ball is extremely gorgeous, heavy in the hand, and there is a thin gold chain and a hook on it, and with the rotation of the fingers, the two layers of round spherical shells inside also rotate, without a trace of superfluous sound.

"This public welfare is too rare, too rare," Pei Qing was surprised, "but where is the switch?" How do I turn on the switch if I can't find it? ”

The inside of the sachet must be incense, so this kind of ball is combined with a mechanism, and when it needs to be opened, the mechanism is touched to turn back into two halves.

But the problem is, Huang Gongzi only sent someone to deliver things, but he didn't send the corresponding instructions.

"Okay." Pei Qing gently put the golden sachet aside, stood in front of the desk and raised the pen, "It seems that I also have to reply to a letter, and I have to ask for a manual in addition to thanks." ”

Although her handwriting is not as handsome as Huang Gongzi, it has become a style, but it is also dignified and beautiful, neat and peaceful, and it is no problem to sing with people's characters.

Pei Qing first wrote down the various ingredients and methods of the soup on the paper, and said that he would send a pair of broiler breeders to the Huang family when he went back, and then asked about the value, process, and usage of the precious gold sachet.

The light outside was getting dimmer, and she was writing slowly, and by the time she was almost done, the lights were already lit in the room.

After sticking away the excess ink with sticky ink paper, when the handwriting on the paper was dry, she called Ah Xing: "Send this letter to the royal prince, and say that the princess loves this sachet very much."

Inside the small building, the girl's voice was thin and soft, faintly transmitted outside.

On the roof of the building, under the darker and darker sky, Li Yi, who was masked with a green scarf, sat quietly on the beam, one leg straight, one leg bent, and his ears silently captured the movement in the building.

The back garden of King Rui's Mansion is a forbidden place in the entire former county, and idle people can't break in at all, and only a top master like Li Yi, who is as fast as the wind, can fly in quietly.

Now, he waited calmly and depressedly for the sky to fall completely.