Lin Shuang'er had never seen such a serious night Beicheng.

The wide sleeved robe was pulled up high by him, his hands were covered with sticky gnocchi, and the inky black robe was also stained with a lot of flour, and even his face was a little stained, looking a little embarrassed.

At this moment, he was concentrating on placing the finished pastry on the plate, and his intently gaze seemed to be treating a treasure.

Xuanwu beside him said: "Lord Wang, do you need your subordinates to give you a taste?" The subordinates look pretty good. ”

Xuanwu licked his lips, he had been here all day long, he hadn't even had time to eat breakfast, and he was already a little hungry now.

Yebei glanced at him and said, "In total, I will make these few decent pieces, if you eat them, what will Shuang'er eat?" ”

Xuanwu said: "Aren't your subordinates afraid of bad taste?" I don't know if the princess ate the pieces that were sent before......"

Ye Beicheng thought about it and felt that it made some sense, so he said: "In this case, you can taste a piece and see how much the taste is different from that on Chang'an Street?" ”

Hearing this, Xuanwu excitedly took a piece of pastry from the plate and stuffed it into his mouth.

Ye Beicheng also stopped what he was doing, watching Xuanwu's reaction.

The smile on Xuanwu's face froze a little, and then gradually disappeared, and his eyebrows and eyes wrinkled even more.

He looked at Ye Beicheng staring at him in front of him, and he didn't dare to spit out the pastry in front of him, so he had to swallow it......

Seeing his strange expression, Yebei Cheng asked, "How is it?" Does it taste better than Chang'an Street? ”

Xuanwu didn't have time to respond to his words, so he only turned around and looked around for water to drink.

He scooped a large bowl of water from the water tank and drank it all, and the salty and bitter taste in his mouth only lightened slightly.

After all, it was Yebei who did it with great effort, and Xuanwu didn't dare to comment directly, so he said, "Lord Wang, or ...... Do you taste it yourself? ”

Ye Beicheng picked up a piece of pastry suspiciously, bit a small piece, and tasted it shallowly, but as soon as he tasted the taste, he couldn't help but spit it out.

"How is it salty?" Night North Cheng was surprised.

"Of course it's salty when you put salt!"

Ye Beicheng's movements were abrupt, and when he turned around, he saw Lin Shuang'er coming in from outside the door.

He was too focused to pay attention to when she came, and he didn't know how long she had been standing behind him and watching......

Seeing that he was embarrassed, and his hands were covered with flour, Ye Beicheng was a little at a loss.

Before he could react, Lin Shuang'er had already come to him.

"Frost...... What are you doing here? Ye Beicheng hurriedly washed his hands and patted the flour on his body, trying to make himself look clean and tidy.

Lin Shuang'er looked at the mess in front of her, a basket of unbaked pastries was still steaming in the pot, and there were several basins on the desk, which were full of his kneaded dough......

"Alas......" Lin Shuang'er frowned and sighed deeply.

Ye Beicheng hurriedly explained: "I...... I didn't know it was salt, I'll make it for you again......"

Lin Shuang'er looked at him, pointed to the kneaded dough in front of her, and said lightly: "Then what about these?" ”

Ye Beicheng was stunned for a moment, he only knew how to keep mixing noodles, and when he reacted, he found that he had wasted so much flour, but he still mistook salt for sugar, and now, he really didn't know what to do......

Lin Shuang'er said: "Are you going to throw it away?" ”

Yebei said: "Don't throw it." ”

Hearing this, Xuanwu couldn't help but say: "Lord Wang, these doughs are salted, how do you make pastries?" Who don't throw it to? ”

He didn't want to eat it anyway!

Ye Beicheng glanced at Xuanwu and said coldly: "Give it to you!" ”

Xuanwu's eyes darkened: "Huh? Lord, you ......"

That piece of pastry almost killed him, where did he dare to eat it?

Ye Beicheng said coldly: "This salt is what you gave to this king!" Who do you know to eat? ”

Xuanwu muttered: "My subordinates thought it was sugar, didn't you taste it......

Seeing that he dared to talk back, Ye Beicheng immediately sank his face.

Seeing this, Xuanwu had to make a bitter face and resigned himself to his fate: "Just eat it for your subordinates......"

Seeing that Xuanwu had no opinion, Ye Beicheng turned to Lin Shuang'er and said, "Shuang'er, don't worry, I won't waste this flour." ”

Lin Shuang'er didn't pay attention to him, but rolled up her sleeves, tied up the hair that had been scattered and tied it high with a hairband, and she said to Mingyue who followed behind: "Go wash some more vegetables, and prepare some spices......

"Okay." Mingyue immediately turned around and went to prepare.

Ye Beicheng didn't dare to disturb her, and stood silently on the side like a child who had done something wrong, looking at her quietly.

I saw Lin Shuang'er pour all the dough into a large basin, she smeared some oil on her hands, and kneaded the dough very skillfully.

Ye Beicheng thinks it's quite magical.

These doughs were a lump of paste in his hands, but in Lin Shuang'er's hands, they could become flexible and smooth, and they didn't stick to his hands......

Ye Beicheng stared at her for a moment, and he was a little stupid for a while.

The water in the pot boiled and gurgled, and the mist in the room made her eyebrows and eyes moist. ap.

The bun on her head was half loose, and a few strands of long black and silky hair fell to the side of her face, gentle and quiet.

The smile on her face was very tranquil, as faint as the clouds on the horizon, but it was quiet for the years......

Ye Beicheng looked at her quietly, and remembered the words she had said at the beginning in his mind.

She said: "Husband, when we are old, we will go back to the countryside, build a wooden house, plant an acre of land, two people in one room, three meals and four seasons, do you say okay?" ”

At this moment, he thought, probably when they return to the countryside, it should be such a picture of quiet years, right?

His frost will cook a lot of delicious food for him, and she has always been very good at it. His frost will keep the house in order and unstained. His frost may not be able to settle accounts, but it doesn't matter, he will make her a lot of money, so much that she can't spend it all.

Hopefully, they will have a cute and sensible child who will revolve around them all day long.

And as the head of the family, he will give Shuang'er the happiest life, they are far away from right and wrong, away from intrigue, so they choose a secluded mountain, build a small house, and live in their family of three......

For some reason, there was a deep grief in his heart.

Can they still live like that?

Now, she is a princess, but are she willing to give up everything and accompany him to live a life of idle clouds and wild cranes?

Mingyue quickly washed the greens and prepared spices and shallots.

Waiting for Mingyue to chop the greens and shallots, Lin Shuang'er kneaded the dough as well.

Lin Shuang'er put the chopped greens and green onions into the dough and added spices to it.

Xuanwu was a little puzzled, he didn't want to taste any more unpalatable pastries than before, so he couldn't help but ask Lin Shuang'er: "Princess, what is this going to do?" Don't you want to make pastries? ”

Lin Shuang'er said: "Of course we can't make pastries, let's make fasting cakes and eat." ”

Xuanwu said: "Is the cake delicious?" ”

Lin Shuang'er said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's not for you to eat alone, tomorrow I will go to the temple to pray for blessings, these fasting cakes can just be taken for pilgrims to enjoy." ”