The maids in the palace whispered again.

"This is the second time, right? What kind of ability is the shopkeeper, deceived the queen's own identity, the queen's mother not only didn't get angry when she found out, but also chose clothes with her! ”

"It is rumored that Mu Huai'er, the third daughter of General Qinghe, can lift tiles and blow up houses, and this is also the case when she arrives at the Seven Kings' Mansion. I still haven't been able to associate her with the shrewd and capable shopkeeper Song, it's incredible! ”

"yes, yes, huh? Have you used Songjialou's cool powder? I've got a can, I'll show you later! ”

A reminding voice rang out, "What are you doing?" ”

The little maid who was discussing saw that it was the maid sister who was often brought by the queen's side, so she hurriedly bowed and picked up her broom and scattered.

At this time, the queen reluctantly sent Song Yiran out, and took one of her hands to caress her.

"Damn my God, it's getting late so fast today, if only you could stay in the palace."

"You take these things, and this palace will be happy when it sees you, if it is not for a while, it is far more than that."

Song Yiran pretended to shirk it, "Queen Mother, this is too much." ”

This box of them is worth a lot of money if you take it out.

is worthy of being the queen of a country, she is so generous!

"Not much, just some useless gold and silver." The queen skimmed the treasures with disdain, and when she turned her head back, her face immediately changed to peacefulness.

"Just let this palace exchange with you, next time I will bring more spicy food, so that this palace can satisfy its cravings."

Song Yiran agreed.

Seeing that the queen was still reluctant, and almost wanted to pull her to live in the palace before leaving, Song Yiran suddenly felt that this queen was too cute.

A few days later, the affairs of the Lin Mansion came to an end, and the business in the building also stabilized.

Song Yiran decided to go back to his old bank and push the main line.

Picking up a lot of things from those rewards, plus the newly launched goods in the building, he pulled a carriage and headed to the Four Kings' Mansion.

The green butterfly was on the side, her eyes wide with curiosity, "Really? The princess actually brought something to the fourth prince? ”

"Uh-huh, tea."

"Why tea?"

"Let him drink more hot water."

Green Butterfly blinked, sighed meaningfully, and said approvingly: "The princess is really so sweet! ”

Song Yiran sneered.

Not really.

When she arrived at the Four Princes' Mansion, Song Yiran greeted her in advance, and Lin Jiu'er greeted her at the entrance of the mansion before she arrived.

Lin Jiu'er changed into a cigarette pigment robe, and the skirt under the lotus red cloud satin swayed gently with the pace, and she smiled and smiled.

Song Yiran ran out of the carriage and rushed over to her arms, rubbing and rubbing in her neck, "I miss you baby~"

The people around them raised their eyes to look at them in panic, and then lowered their eyes back.

These two people.

Why is this not right?

Green Butterfly went back first at Song Yiran's request, and Song Yiran followed Lin Jiu'er into the mansion and told the people behind to deliver the things.

"Look at you, you have to be a good wife and mother again, there is no second master in my building now." She cried and pestered Lin Jiu'er.

Lin Jiu'er smiled sweetly and helplessly, "What a good wife, don't talk nonsense." ”

"What nonsense, now the capital knows that the petite beauty raised by the fourth prince is the second master of my house, and the number of people who come to eat has doubled compared to before, and they all came to ask me if you are the fourth princess who is booked!"

"You ......"

Lin Jiu'er took her to the back kitchen, "Ah Ran, you came just in time, I happen to have a few places that I don't know very well, I want to ask you." ”

"What?"

"I wanted to make my own pastry, but I found that it didn't feel fluffy when it was steamed, but a little hard."

Song Yiran picked up her failed purple pastry and tasted it, maybe it had been steamed for a long time, and the fire temperature was not well controlled, "Do you think this pastry tastes too light?" ”

"This ......" Lin Jiu'er was a little shy, "Ah Huai doesn't like sweetness, so I thought about making the pastry lighter." ”

Song Yi's eyes lit up as soon as he was stunned!

To grasp a person's heart is to first grasp that person's stomach.

Give it to the male protagonist to eat, a pastry can pull his stomach, so as to capture his heart!

Oh my God, the wine is more competitive than she thought!

Song Yiran played her own foodie d

A gave her step-by-step guidance, and the two of them tossed in the back stove room until the night.

When it was nightfall, Yan Huaixiu came back from outside, and the anger that had not yet been put away dissipated the moment he saw Lin Jiu'er.

The knife-like mouth whispered greetings.

It was at the moment I saw Song Yiran that my eyes became sharp again, and my good-looking eyebrows were slightly frowned.

"Why is the Seventh Princess here?"

If Song Yiran hadn't seen that he was the male protagonist, he really wanted to stab him twice.

Don't you want to be so double-standard, hey!

"By the way, have you forgotten something?" So she took the opportunity to pull Lin Jiu'er over and deliberately let Yan Huaixiu die of anger.

A possessive person like him is more stimulating and exciting.

The two walked hand in hand to the room, and Yan Huaixiu gritted his teeth and followed with a black face.

After arriving in the room, Yan Huaixiu sat next to Lin Jiu'er, while Song Yiran sat near them, his eyes still open.

It's like a big 100-watt light bulb.

lit up the whole night.

Lin Jiu'er was slow in love, didn't realize anything, and handed him the pastry by himself, "Ah Huai, you can taste it, I have been busy with Ah Ran for a day." ”

The pastries are fresh and elegant, with no frills.

Song Yiran was in a hurry on the side.

You've got to get the pastry to his mouth! What's the matter with sending it to him!

Death in a hurry!

Fortunately, Yan Huaixiu was angry, lifted his eyelids and looked at Lin Jiu'er's extremely expectant eyes, leaned over, and bit the osmanthus cake in her hand with her lips.

And wiped the foam from the corners of his mouth with his fingertips, and praised: "Well, it's delicious." ”

Lin Jiu'er chuckled in her heart.

A flush crawled on his face, and his delicate red lips opened slightly, don't tempt the dead.

Song Yiran held her hands on both sides of her face and smiled secretly.

Male protagonist, you're really out of luck!

It's no longer the straight man who doesn't even know how to wipe his daughter-in-law's face!

Lin Jiu'er seemed to be a little unable to hold back her heartbeat, and placed the bitten pastry in her hand on the plate in a panic, and sat upright again.

It happened that Yan Huaixiu accepted it when he saw it again, and he didn't move.

What's up, what's going on?

Go on, she hasn't seen enough handsome guys and beauties fall in love!

Seeing that the atmosphere was so deadlocked, Song Yiran wanted to push the person back.

Before she could stretch out her hand, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and she turned her eyes to the door, just in time to see Yan Huaiji dressed in purple auspicious cloud pattern brocade.

There are quite a few people behind him.

This made Song Yiran, who was standing, a little at a loss.

Mom, why is he here.

"Brother Huang." Yan Huaiji bowed to Yan Huaixiu in a proper manner, but his gait was a little perfunctory, without the sincerity that the imperial brother should have.

Yan Huaixiu has long been accustomed to it, a few days ago, he controlled the affairs of the Lin Mansion with one hand, and rescued Lin Jiu'er, owing a favor, Yan Huaixiu did not talk to him about the moment.

Yan Huaiji straightened up.

"That prince, it's actually so late today, can I ......?"

Song She watched him walk slowly, a shadow fell in front of her, and her momentum couldn't help but weaken a little, and her tone fell, "Stay, sleep with Jiu'er......"

Yan Huaiji: ?