The beauty lay there quietly, her eyes closed, silent, and the birds chirped, but they did not dare to cry too loudly, as if they were afraid of disturbing the beauty who was asleep.

"Miss! Miss! The slave maid made a new pastry for you today, named Bai Xuefeng, would you like to try it? Lan Lan excitedly ran to Qiao Ying with a plate of pastries.

Qiao Ying yawned heavily, since the lives of Aunt Li and Aunt Wang were ended, she lived a rice worm life in the Nahe family for two years, sometimes, Qiao Lulu and Qiao Anran were bored to find her stubble, and the design made her ugly, but Qiao Ying could solve it every time.

Qiao Ying has always silently thought that it is not that she is powerful, but that she is ...... Qiao Lulu and Qiao Anran's combat effectiveness is too low, the person she is most annoying about now is Li Xiaofeng, and the person she hates the most is Qi Chen!

Thinking of Qi Chen, Qiao Ying was full of anger, straight to the top of his head, the last time he pretended to be a man and went to play in the Qinglou, he was actually caught by him, he not only lifted himself out of the Qinglou, but also threw himself in front of his father, so that he is now confined and can't go anywhere, and Xiaofeng is in Tai Academy and follows his ass every day.

As soon as she thought of Tai College, Qiao Ying wanted to cry again, an ancient Tai College was as nervous as a modern senior high school, one small test a day, one middle school exam in three days, and one big test in seven days, what to test, test some "Four Books and Five Classics" that Qiao Ying wanted to memorize until she vomited blood.

With a deep sigh, he asked with a face full of vicissitudes: "Lan Lan, how many days have we not been out, how do I feel that my hair is almost gray when I stay in this bamboo garden!"

"Miss, today is the 29th, Miss was caught by Prince Yuan in the evening of the 28th, and now it is her own time, and it has only been a few hours." Lan Lan now talks about Yi-Hong-Yuan is not red-faced, her heart is not beating, she has been shopping with Miss a few times, and she has become friends with the red card, and she is still shy.

Qiao Ying scratched her head irritably: "Ah, how can this be!" How do I feel like I'm living like a year! ”

"By the way, miss, the general said that he would take you to the gate of the city to greet those royal princes and nobles from the empire." Lan Lan stuffed Bai Xuefeng into Qiao Ying's mouth: "Miss, let's try the new pastries made by the slave maid first, do you think it's delicious!"

Qiao Ying put it in her mouth and chewed it carefully, it melted in her mouth, it was tender and delicious, she enjoyed it, and pinched Lan Lan's little face, this girl has been with her for a few years, and now she is raised super well by herself, white and tender.

Suddenly thought of something, and glanced lightly, "Lan Lan, when did you start learning cooking and falling in love with making pastries, now you are practicing better and better, remember the beginning, tsk, poisoned me, because there are snow lotus, Ganoderma lucidum, and ginseng that my uncle was fortunate to get, so I still drank it, as if I had a week's stomach!" At that time, I was almost dehydrated and died, and your perfect tonic soup was more powerful than laxatives. ”

Lan Lan was a little embarrassed when she heard Qiao Ying say this, and seemed to be a little confused: yes, how often did she start learning cooking, it should be because of that person, who learned it for him, but I met that day, and I haven't seen each other since.........

smiled bitterly, he used to treat him all his life, but 5 years have passed, and there is no news at all.

Not wanting to continue this sad topic, Lan Lan pulled out a smile at Qiao Ying with difficulty: "Miss, hurry up and tidy up your makeup first, when the general comes, I will talk about it again when Miss looks like this."

"Okay, Lan Lan, don't laugh, this smile is too stiff, what did you say just now, where are you going?"

"The West City Gate."

Qiao Ying raised her head slightly to look at the dazzling light, and suddenly felt that Rensen was tragic: "Ah, such a poisonous sun!"