Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

"How does it taste? This is the first time I've made this, and there may be room for improvement. Try this, it's also a new learning." Xia Chu said and handed a cup over. It was the plum blossom that Lan Yuying learned from a few days ago Tea.

"Being able to make pastries so sweet but not greasy, soft and glutinous in the mouth, the royal chef in the palace is far inferior to you." Xiao Mubai took a sip from the teacup and praised him sincerely, Xia Chu's craftsmanship nourished his stomach It's getting trickier, he's never been picky eaters before...

Now, as long as it's not what he made, it's also a lack of appetite.

Xia Chu learned good cooking skills for Xiao Yanjun in his last life. In this life, he has to really cook something for Xiao Mubai, only the dishes he loves.

Seeing him in a daze, Xiao Mubai put down the teacup, tilted his head and called, "Achu?"

Xia Chu came back to his senses and asked him unintentionally, "What's the situation in the palace now?"

Xiao Mubai briefly talked to him, Xia Chu frowned after listening, and asked with doubts: "How is the relationship between the emperor and Princess Yirou so good?"

Xiao Mubai continued to eat the cakes and recalled: "I don't have much impression of this imperial aunt, after all, when I was born, she had already left the palace to marry into the prime minister's mansion, and the father and the emperor would invite her on New Year's holidays. I met her occasionally when I got together in the palace, but I don’t know her very well, maybe it’s because she and her father had a deep relationship when they were young.”

In Xia Chu's impression, I heard Hou Ye mentioned a lot. He and the emperor grew up together in childhood, but Yirou was not mentioned in it. Just when he was suspicious, the carriage stopped. It should have arrived at the palace. I don't want to ask anymore, so Xiao Mubai doesn't know, so he will go back and ask Hou Ye when he falls asleep.

Xiao Mubai was really tired. The poison in his body was not clear, and he stood for another night without a grain of rice. He warmed his stomach with some snacks and tea in the car. , I fell asleep as soon as I settled in my heart.

Xia Chu caressed his resolute face in distress, and when he saw his deep sleep, he cautiously pulled out his hand, told Han Sa, and took Chi Yi from the stable and then directly beat the horse back to Hou's mansion.

When Xia Chu returned to the Hou Mansion, the Hou Ye hadn't returned from the palace, so he went to find Su Qian'an. Now Xiao Yanjun's wedding has been pushed to the end of the year, and General Zhao didn't know when he would leave. Xia Chu let him go. Su Qianan packed up, and when the Marquis came back and finished talking with him, he personally sent Su Qianan to Old General Zhao's mansion.

It was also just in time to ask about the assassination of Guo Weidong by the people in the rivers and lakes. This matter has been delayed until today, and I asked Su Qianan together while sending him there.

In fact, Su Qian'an didn't have anything to pack, only two changes of clothes left and right, but Xia Chu kept reminding him, and stuffed him with several bottles and jars, and the effects were all pasted on it, and finally from the He took out a piece from his sleeve and handed it to him with the same black knife spike as before.

"Master..." Su Qian'an looked at the knife spike that she had lost in ancient Anhui, her eyes reddened.

"This is not the original piece. I saw that your knife was in the sky for a long time, and I didn't tell me, or my cousin mentioned it to me inadvertently. Only then did I know that the knife spike was left in the ancient Wan, and I asked Wen Tian to tell him. The guy in the pavilion found the exact same piece." Xia Chu finished speaking, seeing Su Qian'an still looking at the knife spike in his hand numbly, he simply took two steps forward and tied it directly for him.

Su Qianan reacted and said again and again: "Master, I will do it myself..."

"Don't move." Xia Chu feigned anger, and Su Qian stood like a rock.

"Okay." Xia Chu clapped his hands after finishing the department, seeing Su Qian'an's eyes turning red, he couldn't see the sensational appearance of a tall tall man, he raised his fist at Su Qian'an and changed the subject: "My grandfather's safety can be handed over to him. I've given it to you, and the things Bingwen explained to you have to be done. As for Qianle, I'll take care of it for you."

Su Qian'an looked at the young man in the sun, smiling with high spirits, how lucky she was to meet him and follow him.

Su Qianan clenched her right hand into a fist and collided with his fist. The sunlight was tightly covered by their tightly knitted fists, and the moment it was released, it was like a golden light breaking apart.

"Qian'an, it will be as promised." Su Qian'an's voice just fell, and Mo Xiang's voice sounded from outside the courtyard: "Young master, Hou Ye is back."

Xia Chu moved towards the outside of the hospital with a 'um' and turned to Su Qian'an and said, "Go and say goodbye to Qian Le. I'll go back when I go."

Su Qianan bowed and stepped back, Xia Chu watched his tall back gradually disappear into the light and shadow, and then took his eyes back. After leaving, I don't know when we will meet again.

When Xia Chu went to Hengwu Courtyard, Hou Ye was having a meal, Xia Chu raised his eyebrows: "The emperor didn't give you a meal today?"

Hou Ye sighed: "He didn't eat it himself."

Xia Chu walked to the table and sat down, lying on the table and asked Hou Ye curiously, "Is the relationship between the emperor and Princess Yirou so good?"

The Marquis swallowed the meal in his mouth, his face was also a little shy, and he said after a while: "The emperor's generation has withered, and only Prince Min and Princess Yirou are left. Prince Min has lived in a corner for many years, and his body is not very strong. It’s good that I rarely enter the palace, and now that Princess Yirou has passed away, the emperor is naturally uncomfortable.”

Xia Chu changed his posture, resting his cheek with his left hand, and tapping his right index finger on the table: "That's not to guard the corpse from burial."

When Xia Chu mentioned this, Lord Hou remembered the emperor's almost out-of-control rage in the imperial study, and his face was condensed: "Princess Yirou left a seal and wants to be buried with Du Hanfei, and the emperor was furious for this. "

Xia Chu's index finger tapping on the table got slower and slower: "Dad, don't you think the emperor is a little weird?"

Hou Ye raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong? The emperor is not angry that Princess Yirou will not enter the imperial tomb. She is going to die in the same place as the criminal minister. Who can't be angry if you change it?"

Xia Chu was silent for a while, and finally stopped tapping his index finger: "If the emperor and Princess Yirou have a good relationship, then follow her wish, although Du Hanfei is notorious for his crimes, but after the beheading, he can give him a favor and have a seat on the ground. There is only benefit and no loss to the reputation of the emperor."

Hou Ye retorted: "Perhaps the emperor does not want her to be buried with Du Hanfei, and feels that he has lost his identity as a princess and lost the dignity of the royal family."

Xia Chu shook his head: "If you abandon Princess Yirou's last wish for this reason, then the emperor will not love Princess Yirou so much."

Hou Ye was surrounded by him. He felt dizzy and uneasy even after eating. He slapped the table and said, "What are you talking about?"

Xia Chu's eyes lit up, and he snapped his fingers: "By the way, it's here, if the emperor doesn't love Yirou, why would he guard her body for another night, and he can't even eat breakfast?"