175, knowing that the palace maid and the prince are destined to have no results

Chongyan was responsible for introducing the place where steamed buns and steamed buns were steamed in front of the stall: "Sister, you see that the fragrant meat buns come out of here, in addition to the meat buns, you can also steam all kinds of delicious food, and the glutinous rice balls that my sister loves to eat can also be made, isn't it amazing?" ”

Murong Huan was not far behind, he was in charge of the cooking area behind the stall: "What do you have, I'm amazing!" Chacha, you see, such a big pot, whether it is wonton dumplings or beef noodle seafood porridge, this cauldron can satisfy you, Chacha, are you tempted? ”

Cha Cha's delicate little eyebrows glanced at the inverted eight characters, and the little fat pointed at the stall, and the little milk voice was full of doubts: "Pigeon, it's nice that there is no forest on it~~"

Murong Ying and Chongyan panicked, no, they patronized and competed with each other, and they forgot to bring the buns they bought into the palace!

"Forget it, fortunately, the tea and tea have already been eaten, otherwise I would have to starve my daughter to lose weight if I count on you two."

When Banzai passed by, he took a folding fan and gave one of the heads of these two people a touch.

Then he picked up Cha Cha, and Pi Xiuxiu and Wei Wuyue at the door saluted in unison.

"Your Majesty, Ministers."

Long live the Lord lifted the folding fan slightly, and the demeanor of the king of a country was fully revealed: "Get up, you must have entered the palace today for the rehearsal ceremony before the Golden Melon Conference, right?" ”

Pi Xiuxiu said playfully: "It is an honor for the minister to be able to witness the military general style of the Yanchi Dynasty first. ”

Wei Wuyue's iceberg face was as high as ever: "I heard that this conference will gather musicians and writers from all over the world on the day, and the minister dares to try it out, and I ask Your Majesty to promise." ”

Long Live Lord smiled heartily: "Okay, if I can appreciate the majesty and literary brilliance of the Northern Xia National Teachers and generals at that time, I am also very much looking forward to it!" ”

Cha Cha was hugged by his father, and after listening to them say a bunch of words that he didn't understand, he simply pinched his little milk throat, learned from his father's hearty laughter just now, and raised his neck with no sense of existence: "Hahahaha~~"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then laughed in unison!

The rehearsal before the Golden Melon Conference was held at the Royal Hunting Grounds.

Chonghan can now initially do some actions that are not too wound-inducing, and he has also joined the rehearsal, but what Chonghan didn't notice was that outside the royal hunting ground, there was always a little girl who looked at him from the outside, and she didn't leave for a long time.

"Shuangxi, why are you still here, Niangniang still has two handkerchiefs waiting to be used tomorrow, aren't you worried that Niangniang will be angry with you tomorrow?"

Shuangxi met the maid of Yuxiu Palace, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I stayed up tonight and embroidered it tomorrow." ”

The palace maids of Yuxiu Palace grabbed Shuangxi's fists, one of which was pinched by Chonghan on the day of the 20th board.

The little girl has fine skin and tender meat, and what she does in Yuxiu Palace is also some light work of embroidery and flower pruning, where can she not help the strength of a martial arts since childhood.

"Can you still hold a needle in your hand?"

Double Happiness always has a smile on her face, and the only time she collapsed was on that day.

"It's out of the way, thank you, sister." She exclaimed sweetly.

The distressed maid left, and shook her head helplessly on the way, what a stupid girl, knowing that the palace maid and the prince were destined to have no results, not to mention that she was still a person with a personality like the second prince, it was really ...... Alas.