Han Youning secretly scolded himself for not being able to pump his brain, what kind of magic medicine to mention!

She grimaced a small face, "Let the prince see and smile."

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "There is always charcoal fire and tea, right?"

"Yes."

There was hot water on the small red clay stove in the house, Han Youning brewed a pot of chrysanthemum tea, poured it for Zhao Chengyuan, and brought two plates of snacks over.

"There is only flower tea here, and the prince will take a look. The little girl in the charcoal basin will go and command it at once."

Zhao Chengyuan took a sip of the teacup, and when he saw that Han Youning was going out, he reminded, "Are you going to go out like this?"

Only then did Han Youning remember his outfit, his clothes were still wet, and he was still draped with a curtain on his body.

She stepped back and sat down across from him, "The bell will be back in a moment, and the prince will wait."

Zhao Chengyuan said lightly, "It's not uncomfortable to endure it like this. This king will not wander around here, so go and change your clothes."

Han Youning sat still, enduring the sticky and clammy coldness on his body, "That's good."

Zhao Chengyuan didn't persuade anymore, got up and poured a cup of tea for Han Youning, then picked up a piece of osmanthus glutinous rice cake and ate it.

Taking a bite, his expression moved slightly, he raised his eyes to glance at Han Youning, and continued to eat with the tea.

He ate elegantly, but the two plates of dim sum were soon gone.

Han Youning was a little surprised, usually men don't like sweets, and it is already the limit to be able to barely eat one or two pieces.

She brought snacks, but it was just a way of hospitality.

Han Youning said, "It's not easy to restrain yourself if you eat too many glutinous rice cakes, so if you wait, the flower hall must have prepared a table for you."

Zhao Chengyuan poured another cup of tea, drank it and purified his mouth, Fang said, "It tastes good, but your craftsmanship?"

"The little girl has nothing to do."

As a senior foodie, Han Youning often has to instruct the maid to make dim sum in order to meet her tricky requirements, and naturally she has developed a good cooking skill.

Zhao Chengyuan lowered his eyes and looked at the dim sum on the plate, "The last time this king ate such a delicious dim sum was more than a year ago."

"The prince has won the prize."

Han Youning was still very happy that his craftsmanship was praised like this, but he felt that Zhao Chengyuan was inevitably exaggerated.

She has tasted the dim sum of the Jin Palace, it is delicate and delicious, and the dim sum made by herself will not be to the point of amazing him.

"This king never wins a prize."

Zhao Chengyuan spoke, turning his head to look at the door.

Ling'er pushed open the door and looked at the two people in the room with a confused expression.

She just saw that King Jin had saved the young lady, so she hurriedly ran back to get the clothes, thinking about sending the young lady to change before others found out.

As a result, I took my clothes and went, but I didn't find the figure of the young lady, and the pavilion was very lively.

She quietly retreated, and she couldn't find the young lady in the distance.

She asked curiously, "Miss, how did you come back, why didn't the slave meet you?"

Han Youning's face was calm, "The road we took around must have diverged. Ling'er went to bring two charcoal basins, don't make a noise about the king of Jin here."

Ling'er retreated with a puzzled expression.

The charcoal basin was quickly prepared and placed in the western room.

Han Youning asked Zhao Chengyuan to bake his clothes there, and the fan was closed again.

Ling'er worriedly followed Han Youning back to the inner room of the East Corner Room, and there was no more of Miss's reputation.

Lonely men and widows living in the same room not to mention, King Jin actually untied his clothes in the lady's boudoir, if this is spread out, it is much more serious than going into the water to save people!

While serving Han Youning to freshen up, she looked at Han Youning's expression, and seeing that she was as calm as ever, she couldn't help but ask, "Miss, did the prince say anything about marrying you?"

Han Youning slowly applied the ointment on the back of his hand, which was scratched by Mrs. Liu, and said casually, "No."

Ling'er said unhappily, "Lord Wang, he also looks like a stable person, so why can't he think about it for you." It is said that for things like this, the elders have to go to the palace to discuss their relatives, but the old lady and the second lady,

If you can't count on it, the prince should take the initiative......

Han Youning smiled, "You're here again, I said I wouldn't marry him."

She can also see that Zhao Chengyuan has no intention of marrying, and I am afraid that she doesn't even have the idea of accepting a side concubine. In her previous life, he was twenty-six years old when she died, but the backyard was empty and there were no wives and concubines, and it is estimated that he was the kind of person who broke off love.

As for her, how deeply she invested in her previous life, how deeply she was hurt. She has long been like ashes, and she has no yearning and fantasy for love.

So she should be glad that it was no one else who saved her and avoided entanglement.

Ling'er began to nag again, "You two have been in the same room for so long, you can't guarantee that you won't be seen. If it spreads, the prince is nothing, and Miss, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to even get married, so you can't go to the nunnery to be a sister-in-law, right?"

Han Youning smiled, "What's wrong with being a sister-in-law, Master Xuanzhi of Hongtai Temple also said that I have a lot of wisdom roots, and he wants to keep me on the mountain for a while every year."

Ling'er pouted and said, "He's talking nonsense, he must have kept you because he coveted the food you made."

Han Youning glanced at her, "Don't talk nonsense, the master is a high-ranking monk, although he is greedy, he is not so unproductive."

Ling'er muttered quietly, "yes, he's a big deal, and last time he pretended to be sick for a few days to make snacks for you!" If you don't want to get married, you don't want to get married, and you don't have to say anything about a great monk."

Thinking of Master Xuanzhi, Han Youning couldn't help but smile.

"You're right, I just don't want to get married. So, you don't have to mention King Jin in the future."

Across the west room of the triple gate, Zhao Chengyuan was dressed in a snow-white coat and roasted in a charcoal basin. On the other charcoal basin was a shelf, on which brocade robes were spread.

The low conversation between the master and servant came in through the fan, and Zhao Chengyuan looked at the red charcoal fire, and his eyes were foggy.

A chubby little girl with a round face looked curiously at the half-mask on his face.

"Brother, you are so good-looking, but you are a god in the sky?"

"I'm picking flowers to eat, the flowers here are delicious, you can taste them too."

"This is the osmanthus glutinous rice cake I just made, can you taste it?"

"Do you want to eat the flower buns?"

--

In the Pavilion of the Wind.

Zhao Xiang'er was forced to run away, but she didn't dare to sell Uncle Huang.

She can see the warning look in Uncle Huang's eyes before Chen Youning leaves, take care of her mouth, even if she wants to marry a pig, she can only admit it!

Her father once warned her that she could mess around as much as she wanted, even if it was murder and arson, he could help her to cover the matter. There is only one thing that cannot be done - don't offend King Jin.

Lu Rin was very mad, he didn't dare to shake out the fact that the emperor had saved the fat girl, he was afraid that the fat daughter-in-law would be gone.

But seeing that his grandmother had promised Princess Chengjun many benefits, he almost let him intervene in the door, so he pulled the old lady Lu and left, leaving this place of right and wrong.

All the way out of the lotus pond, Lu Rin began to ask, "Grandmother, didn't you fall in love with the fat girl?"

Old Madam Lu was in good spirits on happy occasions and smiled very kindly, "What's in the way of this? Ning Yatou is also in love, Xiang Yatou is also in love, and there are too many daughters-in-law?"

There are so many singles at home!

The relatives of her two children, who have the most headaches, have eyebrows at their sights, and they are simply eye-catching!

Lu Rin blushed and stammered, "This ...... Isn't that okay? Marry both at once?"

------Off topic------

Ahhh

Let's update one more chapter today

In other words, Momo fell into autism, self-doubt, and yesterday he fished for a day, and there were really not many drafts...