After tasting them all, the disappointment in his eyes became even more serious. He put down the spoon, frowned and said, "None of these..."
As soon as these words came out, the cook broke out in sweat. He smiled bitterly and said: "Your Highness, I will never dare to fool Your Highness. These are hangover soups that can sober up..."
Could it be that Prince Beiming has gone crazy after drinking? But after drinking so much, it’s time for his drunken head to wake up...
"She didn't do it..." Beigong Tengxiao murmured in a low voice.
Hearing this, the cook smiled bitterly and said: "Your Highness, these are the thirty-two sobering soups that slaves know. The sobering soups made in different places are different. Everyone has their own preferences and unique ways of making them. Your Highness is from the North.
Mingren is far away from Nanyue. The region is different, and the culture will naturally be different. Without recipes and specific ingredients, it is really difficult to make a hangover soup that tastes exactly the same as others..." p>
Beigong Tengxiao was startled for a moment, frowned and looked at him and said, "What did you say?"
Hearing the urgency in his tone, the cook turned pale with fright, and immediately knelt down and said, "Damn it, slave! I said the wrong thing! I'm going to make a new hangover soup right now, and I must satisfy His Highness!"
Beigong Tengxiao frowned and said: "What you just said, say it again!"
"I don't dare..." The cook buried his head very low.
"Say!" Beigong Tengxiao said softly.
The cook swallowed his saliva and said: "Your Highness, these are the thirty-two sobering soups that I know how to make. The sobering soups are made differently in different places. Everyone has their own preferences and unique ways of doing it.
Your Highness is a native of Beiming, which is far away from Nanyue. Different regions have different cultures. Without recipes and specific ingredients, it is true... it is true... to make a hangover soup that tastes exactly the same as others.
No embarrassment! No embarrassment!"
Beigong Tengxiao pursed his thin lips slightly, and his heart skipped a beat.
Yes... there are regional differences, cultural differences, and time differences. Why... why can Zhonggong Tang Luo make the same sobering soup as Chu Jiaoli?!
He stood up suddenly, causing the cook to kowtow in panic and say: "The slave deserves to die! The slave deserves to die!"
Beigong Tengxiao glanced at the cook on the ground, suddenly showed a faint smile, and said: "Jingyue, you will be rewarded for all your efforts."
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and left.
"Your Highness, please forgive me, Your Highness..." The overly nervous cook blurted out and began to beg for mercy. When he heard the words "Everything is rewarded," he was suddenly stunned. His tense body relaxed, and he couldn't help but smile, "
Thank you, Your Highness! Thank you, Your Highness!"
God, this Prince Beiming was really drunk. He didn't know whether Beigong Tengxiao was happy or angry at all, but a reward was much better than death. It was really a false alarm.
Beigong Tengxiao walked to the door with his hands behind his back, looked at the blue sky, took out the embroidered sachet given to him by Chu Jiaoli from his arms, held it tightly in his hand, and murmured: "Li'er... you are Li'er
What? You're not dead, right? Are you just playing a game with me? Are you afraid that I will find out? I won't blame you. This game is very fun, and I am having a lot of fun.
of..."
His voice had already begun to become hoarse, and the sadness in his eyes showed no sign of amusement. He swallowed and said with some trembling: "As long as you come back and appear in front of me...how do you want to play, how can you
No matter how you play with me, I won’t have any objections... Whatever you want to do, I will accompany you, okay?"
He was talking to himself, his tone was humble and heartbreaking.
Dongling Kingdom, Royal Palace.
A burst of laughter like silver bells shuttled between the corridors. Zhonggong Tang Luo ran on the wooden corridor with his bare feet, so light that there was almost no sound of footsteps.
The golden tulle reflects the dazzling light under the clear sky, becoming a unique landscape in the palace, just like the dazzling sun in the sky.
Donggong Cangqiong was wearing a court uniform that he had not yet changed out of, so he chased after her with great interest. He stretched out his big palm, hugged her soft and boneless waist, hugged her tightly in his arms, and proudly
He raised the corners of his lips, leaned over and whispered in her ear: "I caught you."
"Oh, I hate it, brother Cangqiong, you are running too fast..." Zhonggong Tang Luo said coquettishly, with a pretty and charming smile on his charming face.
Donggong Cangqiong pulled her to the pillar, put his hands on both sides of her, and said: "Little demon. Fairy, can you still outrun me?"
Zhonggong Tang Luo smiled shyly, raised his slender fingers and lightly traced his handsome face, raised his bright eyes to look at him, his golden pupils revealed a hint of bewilderment, and said: "Good brother
, why don’t I see you pursuing your Princess Tianque?”
"Nangong Tianque?" Donggong Cangqiong sneered, raised his hand and held her catkin tightly, not wanting to look away from her for a moment, and said, "Who is she? I have forgotten it a long time ago."
Zhonggong Tang Luo pouted with some annoyance, slowly moved his eyes away, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and said: "I don't believe it, you still have her portrait hidden in your room..."<
/p>
Donggong Cangqiong was suddenly startled. He had thought about having fun with Zhonggong Tang Luo before going to Nangong Tianque, but...
He looked at the petite but charming woman in front of him, raised his hand to forcefully break her chin, looked at her smiling eyes, and couldn't help but fall in love with her.
This woman is really interesting!
He bowed his head and kissed him. There were many servants around him, and there were often concubines wandering around in the garden.
But in recent days, he has become more bold and independent. The charm of Zhonggong Tang Luo is so great that he cannot refuse it!
Zhonggong Tang Luo stood on tiptoes, raised his arms and put his arms around his neck, a smile of success flashed across his eyes.
After the kiss ended, Donggong Cangqiong stared into her eyes and said hoarsely: "I will burn all the portraits in a while."
Zhonggong Tang Luo showed a look that said, "That's pretty much it." Then he raised his head and continued to kiss his lips.
In the garden, the three young concubines were walking slowly here. They were suddenly startled when they saw the two people who were so close to each other.
"Who is that woman? She is so shameless in broad daylight..." The concubine in red frowned and walked in the direction of Tang Luo in the middle palace. She frowned and muttered in a low voice, with a clear sourness in her eyes.<
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"Forget it, she is the eldest princess of Zhongluo Kingdom, we can't do anything to her." A concubine in green sighed.
"It's actually a princess... No wonder I haven't seen it before..."
"It's been a long time since Your Majesty has visited the harem. I thought Your Majesty was busy with political affairs, but..." Another concubine in purple said with a hint of tears.
"I heard that even the most favored flower beauty and concubine Ling were left out in the cold. Now His Majesty only has this charming princess in his eyes!"
