Chapter 771: The Chicken That Warns the Monkey (Part 1)
Princess Gaoyang stretched lazily on the embroidered couch, put the half-read "Sou Shen Ji" at her feet, held her slender waist that was slightly sore with one hand, and opened the window to look out.
The weather has been getting warmer in the past few days, but the accumulated snow has not yet completely melted. It was cold in the morning, and the roofs, treetops, and ground were covered with a layer of white frost. The light reflected from the window lattice covered with gauze paper was much brighter than usual.
, there was a crystal clear glow in the room.
My mood became inexplicably relaxed.
But in a flash, he saw the pair of rice papers on the desk beside the couch, and he couldn't help but sigh.
Princess Gaoyang stood up Yingying, walked over and looked down at the rice paper, and traced the dripping ink lightly with her slender white fingers.
On the paper are neat and elegant small regular script with hairpin flowers. That is her handwriting, and what is recorded are two poems written by Fang Jun yesterday.
Royal women have been studying since childhood and have been taught by famous teachers. Although they are not necessarily knowledgeable, they at least have good calligraphy. Princess Gaoyang only loves Mrs. Wei's hairpin and small regular script, and her writing is very charming.
"The ice of the broken jade pot, the moon of the ruined Yaotai, are as graceful as trees, and the trees are as soft as the breeze."
Elegant and graceful, clear and smart, elegant and graceful, smooth and thin. The pen is broken and the meaning is connected, the pen is short and the meaning is long, and the charm of hairpin flower writing is extremely wonderful.
Even the great calligraphers Chu Suiliang and Yu Shinan praised him more than once.
The words are good words, and the words are also good words. It's a pity...
"well……"
Thinking of the results of the "inspection" last night, Princess Gaoyang sighed quietly, feeling very distressed.
That guy is so normal, so normal that it makes people blush...
I'm afraid I won't be able to escape my marriage to Fang Jun this way.
"Your Highness!" When Xiuyu, the maid in red dress, came in with hot tea and shortcakes, she happened to see Her Royal Highness the Princess resting her forehead against the window lattice and leisurely admiring the scenery outside.
"You opened the window again. There is a north wind today. Be careful of getting cold." As she said that, Xiuyu placed the tea tray on the small table beside her. "Today we are making shortbread with plum blossom filling. You can try it."
"
Princess Gaoyang hummed, straightened up, closed the window, and shut out the cold air and the scenery. She sat down at the table, took a sip of the hot tea handed to her by Xiuyu.
Mellow black tea, with cardamom, chives, and a little bit of bee - this is her favorite.
Princess Gao Yang couldn't help but narrow her eyes slightly, showing a satisfied expression.
As for the so-called fried tea concocted by a certain black-faced god, Her Royal Highness the Princess is not sensitive to it. It doesn't mean that it doesn't taste good. It's just that when I think about the relationship with that annoying guy, I naturally feel bad.
Xiuyu looked at it, raised the corners of her mouth, and turned around to clean up the messy desk.
Seeing the two poems copied in small regular script with beautiful hairpin flowers on the rice paper, Xiuyu looked at it intently for a while, and then naturally thought of what she and her friend Xiuxiang had done last night under the instruction of Her Royal Highness the Princess, which made people blush and feel hot.
shameful thing...
The tips of her fair ears turned red.
Princess Gao Yang glanced at her, snorted, put down the tea cup, pinched a small piece of shortbread with her fingertips, put it into the mouth of the cherry, took a small bite, and said: "Look at your potential! You know that.
I know that Xiuxiang also knows that that guy sleeps like a dead pig, but he doesn’t know, so what’s there to be ashamed of?”
"Eh?"
Xiuyu was confused by His Highness's logic. She was shy probably because she was shy about the matter itself. Does it have anything to do with Fang Junzhi? If so, it was because he was afraid that if he knew about it,
I'm so embarrassed that I can't live anymore...
Princess Gaoyang held a warm teacup in her hand and asked casually: "What is Xiuxiang doing?"
Xiuyu put the pens, inks, paper and inkstones that were randomly placed on the desk back into place one by one, and replied: "Sister Xiuxiang is in the waiting room where Erlang is getting dressed and getting up." She was clever and clever, and she cleaned up the messy desk in a short time.
But I don’t know why, even though the house is tidy, I feel a little messy inside. I always look at the guest rooms in the west courtyard inadvertently...
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When Fang Jun woke up, the sequelae of his hangover were very serious. His whole body felt light and effortless, and his head was buzzing.
Looking around, I saw that it was not my own home. It seemed that Li Ke stayed overnight yesterday.
I rubbed my aching head, turned my head, and saw a pretty figure walking in from the door, walking lightly, with a green skirt tightly wrapped around her graceful and slender waist, holding a large porcelain bowl in her hand.
"Erlang is awake?"
The maid in the green skirt is smiling sweetly, her delicate face has a touch of baby fat, making her look playful and lively.
Just when he placed the porcelain bowl on the table beside the couch, he raised his head and met Fang Jun's gaze, his face seemed to be burned by fire, two blushes quickly appeared, and he hurriedly avoided Fang Jun's eyes.
eyes, heart pounding wildly.
After all, I had done such an indecent thing last night. Even though Her Royal Highness the Princess's decree cannot be violated, I was still so embarrassed.
Fang Jun was confused. He only thought that this beautiful little maid was too shy. Has she never seen a man before?
"What's in this bowl?"
The porcelain bowl is full of thick soup, exuding heat, and there is a light sour smell in the air, which is surprisingly good.
"This is the hangover soup that my slave has just cooked. It contains glutinous rice juice, orange segments, kudzu rice, green plums, hawthorn cakes, glutinous rice flour, snow pears...many ingredients. It took nearly an hour to cook. It is a good solution to the headache after a hangover.
Weakness is very effective, this is the secret recipe of the palace!"
Xiu Xiang recounted her best skills like a treasure trove, completely forgetting how embarrassed and shy she was just now.
Fang Jun looked at her chirping, a little funny, and couldn't help but think of his own girl...
Then he said: "So powerful? Then I have to try it!"
As he spoke, he picked up the porcelain bowl and took a sip.
Xiuxiang suddenly looked at Fang Jun nervously, fearing that it would not be to his taste.
When Fang Jun saw this, he became jealous, deliberately pursed his lips, and sighed.
Sure enough, Xiuxiang's little face suddenly fell down, she bit her lip, and said in frustration: "Isn't it delicious? I heard Xiuyu's advice and just put less icing sugar on it..."
Then Fang Juncai sighed and said helplessly: "I mean... I'm afraid I won't be able to drink such a delicious and effective hangover soup when I'm drunk again. Why don't you go to the city and open a shop that specializes in sobering up?"
How about selling this sobering soup? Fang guarantees that this girl’s skills will definitely bring a lot of business and make a lot of money!”
"Really?"
Xiuxiang was delighted, and then she realized that Fang Jun was teasing her, so she pouted and hummed: "Your Highness is indeed right, Fang Erlang is bad..."
Fang Jun liked the innocence and cuteness of this little maid, so he didn't pay much attention when he heard this, thinking that the "Your Highness" in her mouth meant Li Ke.
How could he imagine that Princess Gaoyang's maid would serve him?
There was a brand new set of clothes lying beside the couch. Xiuxiang explained: "Your clothes yesterday were stained with the smell of alcohol. Your Highness has specially prepared a new set of clothes for you. I will serve you to change your clothes."
Fang Jun nodded and sat up.
Only then did I realize that I was naked under the quilt. This was embarrassing...
On the contrary, although Xiuxiang was shy, she didn't react much. After all, she could even see the most secret parts of his body clearly and even played with them for a long time...
After putting on his clothes, Fang Jun felt that there was a faint and resentful fragrance coming from the new shirt, and smelling it actually had a refreshing effect on the mind.
Xiuxiang, who was tying the belt for her, saw his expression, bowed and said with a smile: "This suit of yours has been scented with dry and wet incense, especially the formula of this incense, which was prepared by His Highness himself.
Woolen cloth!".
"Incense?" Fang Jun was speechless. One day he would have to follow the local customs and live a dandy life of "applying powder and incense"?
While Xiuxiang was waiting to change clothes, she said eloquently: "Except for Your Highness, only the servants know this recipe! For dry incense, use one liang each of patchouli, linglin, and nard, add two liang of clove, and pound it into tiny particles.
The silk bag was put into the suitcase and smoked; as for the wet incense used in the sachet built into the young master's shirt, eight kinds of agarwood, white sandalwood, clove, musk, styrax, agarwood, fumigation incense and nard were used, mixed with honey.
After that, they buried it in a bottle for twenty days, took out the combined pills and put them in a sachet inside the clothes. On that day, His Highness gave instructions and said that if these two kinds of dry and wet incense are used together, the clothes that come out will be cold incense. Not only is the fragrance very light but long,
It is especially effective against insects and ants.”
Listening to Xiuxiang's tongue and tongue, she couldn't help but spit out the names of more than ten kinds of fragrances, which made Fang Jun admire him: "You really have a good memory!"
But I was muttering in my heart, is that Li Ke going to change his mind? It doesn't matter if a big man smokes some incense, but why should he study the incense formula so painstakingly?
After packing up, Fang Jun said: "I'm not going to say goodbye to your Highness. There are still things at home that need to be dealt with urgently, so I'll take my leave."
After saying that, he left in a hurry.
Xiuxiang tilted her head and looked at his back, as if remembering the embarrassing incident last night, her face turned red again, she bit her lip, and turned around to go to Her Royal Highness the Princess's room.