Chapter 41: Osmanthus Crisp
Broken mouths, how could that happen.
Gu Xingyue's conjecture was not wrong, and because of this, the Nine Princes and their sisters left Yangzhou City that afternoon and went back to the capital.
It's just that there are a few people left in the mansion, and the beautiful name is that the emperor is magnificent, in order to take care of the princess and the prince.
In fact, it also plays a role in surveillance.
Originally, Gu Xingyue was relieved to hear that the Ninth Prince had left with that father-in-law, but when she heard that someone was watching, her shoulders fell again.
That means ...... She's going to ...... Living with the sky.
Well, that felt like it was terrible.
Gu Xingyue lay on the table, unable to hold her forehead and sighed.
"Princess—"
But seeing that she was still in a very good mood just now, and suddenly it turned cloudy, she was suddenly a little puzzled.
"Huh?? It's okay, it's okay. ”
Gu Xingyue raised her head and looked at her, and when she saw the worry on her face, she shook her head.
"Kexin, let's go to the kitchen."
Gu Xingyue stood up, feeling a little bored.
"Kitchen!!"
But when I heard the kitchen, my eyes lit up.
The princess went to the kitchen, that is, to get food, is she blessed again?
But...... As a princess, cooking in the kitchen, is this really good?
Just when she was still thinking, Gu Xingyue had already walked forward, but she didn't think much about it, and followed directly.
The two came to the kitchen one after the other, it was the afternoon, and the chefs in the kitchen would go to rest, only a few second chefs were tidying up with their little guys.
As soon as Xingyue entered, she smelled a burst of fragrant hanging flowers, and the elegant chime was heartwarming.
"Princess—"
As soon as they saw Gu Xingyue, several people hurriedly knelt down and saluted.
"It doesn't have to be like this, get up!"
Gu Xingyue brushed her sleeves with a shallow smile on her lips.
Although Xingyue doesn't have much time to cook in the house, she has a gentle temperament and treats people well.
So everyone has a good impression of her, at least she won't be the kind of person who is arrogant.
"Is this osmanthus nectar??"
Gu Xingyue pointed to the ceramic jar on the table, although the mouth was sealed, the aroma still flowed out of it.
"It's last year's golden cinnamon, and there are sun-dried petals here."
Seeing Gu Xingyue asking, a second chef on one side hurriedly answered, and while speaking, he opened the bamboo basket on one side again.
Gu Xingyue stretched out her hand, picked it up and took a look, sure enough, it was a fine dried osmanthus, which was dried very well, resting under her nose, fragrant.
Looking at this, suddenly she knew what she was going to do.
At that moment, Kexin took her sleeved apron.
This set of things was made for her by the embroidery lady in the house according to what she said, and Xingyue rarely wore it.
Because...... She had never seen such an elaborate apron.
In modern times, ding is mostly rolling a few circles of lace, and these, with many things tattooed on the flowers, are definitely a work of art.
So much so that she couldn't bear to wear it, but when she was going to cook the dishes, it would be better to wear them.
Gu Xingyue put on the equipment and began to make things, this time she made osmanthus cake.
Ke Xin stood on the side with a few second chefs, standing quietly, in fact, cooking has achieved an extreme, that is, an art.
Just like Gu Xingyue, it is a sense of beauty, a natural beauty, which is impossible to ignore.