Chapter 32: Su Wenyan fell into the water

Knowing where the people are, Cen Yuxu is also relieved.

Now that she was gone, he took a closer look at her room.

A cottage, elegantly furnished.

When I looked at it, I saw the guqin on the table.

Bad thoughts suddenly came flooding up, and when I remembered the events of that night, I even snorted heavily with a temper.

but sat down at the table.

He was in the study just now, and he didn't mean to hang her, but he had seen Scholar Zhuang, and he came from outside to report that Scholar Li had come here, and it would take some time.

asked Wang Dehuai to call her back.

Who knew that in this moment's effort, the concubine also rushed over.

I don't know if she misunderstood, and I thought that he wanted to see the concubine Taisun so he drove her away.

With her jealous nature, she didn't know how to get angry.

So he asked Wang Dehuai what kind of soup she sent.

Wang Dehuai replied: "Su Chenghui thought you didn't like to enjoy it, so he took it back." The slave didn't know what kind of soup the mother was giving. โ€

Cen Yuxu only felt that it was on fire.

I couldn't say anything after being annoyed for a long time, so I had to scold Wang Dehuai.

"You can't see anything, so you can leave the soup behind."

In the end, I ate the lotus seed soup sent by the concubine, and the fire in my heart went away.

Over there, he quickly dealt with Concubine Taisun and Scholar Li who had already come, what he usually had to say in an hour, today, he finished talking in half an hour.

After all these were done, I sat in the study for a while, feeling very uncomfortable, and walked a long way, regardless of the hot weather, I still came to her small courtyard.

On the road, the more you go, the more angry you get.

She was really playing a little tantrum with him, and everyone else's residences were very close to him, but she was the only one, far enough to catch up with him to meet his mother.

finally came to the place, and before they could stop, the palace people said again, and their master went to the lake.

Didn't just hang him aside.

In the confusion of thoughts, Cen Yuxu covered the violin with his hand.

When it comes to piano skills, he is a master.

It's just that when he was young, the imperial grandfather was close to his studies and didn't like him to play around with these.

For years, he didn't touch anything like that.

Now that I touch the piano, I feel more or less nostalgic in my heart.

With this lyre, he plucked the strings.

A majestic phoenix rushed out.

Aboard.

Su Wenyan finally reached the lotus flower, and was about to pick it, and suddenly, she heard a burst of piano sound from her small courtyard.

Who's moving her piano.

When I first heard it, I only felt that the sound of the piano was tactful, but when I listened to it again, I heard an unusual taste.

The same qufu, who can play it so resoundingly.

For a moment, she raised her head.

Blocking half of the scorching sun with a lotus flower, it is like a spiritual light entering the brain, and you can understand something in an instant.

I can be considered to know what this little grandson is angry about.

It turned out that she knew about her night and the song.

"Quick, turn the bow of the boat, and go back immediately."

Yinhuan supported the bamboo pole: "Master, don't pick it?" โ€

"That's, that's enoughโ€”ahโ€”"

Because of her impatience, she didn't stand firmly, her body staggered, and she fluttered and fell into the water.

Startled, Silverring shouted.

"Master, Chenghui!"

In the house, Cen Yuxu sang a song of a phoenix begging for a phoenix, Wang Dehuai compared the tune, silently admiring, and there were bursts of chanting on the lake.

"Oh no, come on, Niang Niang is overboard!"

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Su Wenyan choked on two large mouthfuls of water, and intuitively felt that someone was pressing her chest cavity and forcing her to spit out.

Two mouthfuls of water spit out, and she opened her eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I found that not only did I look like a chicken in the soup, but in front of me, Cen Yaoxu, who was wet all over, was no better than her at all.

It turned out that he rescued her.

Cen Yuxu's face was full of worry, not only was his body wet, but even his hair was all stained in one place, and water flowed down his face.

His Royal Highness the Taisun has ever been so embarrassed.

Su Wenyan snorted and laughed.

Cen Yuxu withdrew her hand, and when she saw her wake up, she actually laughed loudly, and she was even more angry.

"I just drowned you, I can't be watery, and I always run on the water, who gave you the guts."

Su Wenyan finally regained some strength, didn't bother to listen to his complaints, straightened up, threw herself into his arms, and hugged his equally wet clothes from under her armpits.

"Your Highness, you don't talk much, the more you talk, the more I want to laugh."

"You!"

After some washing, the two also changed into clean clothes.

Su Wenyan asked Yu Crushed to put ice in the house, and asked Yinhuan to take all the lotus flowers she picked to dispose of first.

The room quickly became cold.

"Your Highness, don't be angry, come, try the lotus seed lotus soup I cooked with my own hands."

This is the soup she sent to the study.

It is also a lotus soup, and the concubine Taisun also sent a bowl, but the taste is very different.

Her craftsmanship is truly unmatched.

is the chef of the catering bureau for several years, and she doesn't have these tricks.

If she had devoted all her mind to him, why would he have snubbed her all these days.

Halfway through eating, Cen Yuxu put down the bowl.

deliberately said: "It's no different from the one sent by the concubine, since I've eaten it, I can't eat this bowl anymore, take it." โ€

When Su Wenyan heard this, the smile on her face faded.

It turned out that the concubine not only wore the same clothes as her, but even gave the same things.

"Wait."

Su Wenyan asked Wang Dehuai to put down the bowl of soup.

The soup was placed on the table.

Su Wenyan picked up the bowl used by Cen Yuxu, held it in her hand, slowly scooped up a spoonful, and put it in her mouth.

Naturally, she didn't dislike it, it was a soup spoon that he had only used.

After taking a bite, Su Wenyan knew that he was really talking angry.

How can she be the same as the lotus seed soup made by ordinary people.

This bowl has been kept in the ice cellar, and the original plan was that even if he didn't eat it, he would bring it to the princess to enjoy, but he was reluctant to eat half a bowl.

The lotus seeds in it are not only picked out by her one by one, the particles used are the fullest lotus seeds, and even the whole bowl of soup is slowly quenched by her with low heat, and the taste is hundreds of times thicker than the ordinary lotus seed soup.

He actually disliked her soup as mediocre.

Cen Yuxu was staring at her at the moment.

Seeing that she was using the spoon he had eaten, the soup in it was even more left over from his eating.

I couldn't help but take a closer look at her demeanor.

In the summer, she dressed up simply, because she had just bathed, her hair was only held with a hairpin, her small face was only the size of a palm, her face was red, and her skin was like a shelled egg, smooth and tender.

I can't find skin like her in the palace, and when I touch my hand, it's smooth and tender.

In the spring, she felt that her body was cold, and it must be a baby with cool hands in the summer.

When I first met, she was a girl's family in the end, even though she had a three-point seduction, but her demeanor was also hidden, as it is now.

It seems that the plum blossoms in the first month are just right, waiting for him to pick them.

In the end, he was favored, it was different.

How did Su Wenyan know that she was just frowning and tasting lotus seed soup, and a strange hand suddenly stretched out.

Before she could react, the man pulled her hard and pulled her into his arms in an instant.