Chapter 270: Bureau

When Xiaomei and Xiaoli saw her suddenly stopped, they said urgently, "Madam, hurry up. The delay today is a little long. I'm afraid that it will be discovered." Xue saw that she was only crying. Is it too far away? Looking carefully, even the figure is actually very vague. Do you miss Dalang too much? Is there such an illusion? I can't fly and can't fly to the person who was intercepted by the bodyguard, so I can't see it more carefully, but just now, it's obvious that Dalang stood in front of her with a smile!

Looking like this, I found that I had really hallucinations just now. The figure looked a little rickety and bloated. In short, it was not the straight posture of Dalang. Think about it again, how could Dalang appear here alone? Because his big man can't have no brain. If he runs in like this, it is definitely the rhythm of looking for a second, that is, to directly make the Nangu wave die silently.

Xue saw that she couldn't bear to watch it. She came down from the roof and went straight to the room. After thinking about it, she called a woman. The woman, surnamed Gong, is an old man in the Shizi Mansion. Naturally, she can't say anything. Hearing Xue's scream, she smiled and said, "What did you tell me to do?" Xue Jian sneered and fell down the tea bowl: "How dare I tell you? Didn't you see that the old plums used to make tea here have been gone for a long time? Do you want to fool me with the freshly drilled well water? After throwing the tea bowl, he waved his hand again: "I don't have time to talk to you. Ask your prince to come and talk."

"It's the slave's negligence." Mrs. Gong didn't lose her temper. This lady is extremely beautiful, but her temper is indeed extremely bad. Ru Ci, who is good, fell another one like this. In a few days, there are not ten bowls and eight, right? It's not that the prince doesn't have a wife in his heart, but there is something wrong with the court these days, and the prince has gone to the palace. Xuejian is still aggressive: "It's just that Nangubo has come less in the past two days. Why doesn't the girl Lianer refuse to come over? She stepped on the high and went to serve Nangubo's new love, right?"

Mrs. Gong smiled at the tea bowl on the ground and immediately smiled: "The wife misunderstood. Where does the prince have any new love? The maidservant has to make a grievance for the prince of the world! And Lian'er girl, this is not that the side concubine is not in good health. The new Lang Zhongri sees her illness. Lian'er girl is busy with her. It's inevitable that she can't take good care of her.

Xue saw her waist and looked angrily: "I don't care about the side concubine. She has been sick for a long time. Hurry up and get me Mei Shangxue, otherwise I can't drink this tea." While kicking the person out, he also said, "You need to send it to me in person!"

Listening to this, Mrs. Gong's feet were so fast that she didn't dare to tell the prince about such a thing. She only asked people to bring out the old snow buried in the house and send it to Xuejian. When the snow water came, Xiaoli was wapping her hand with a smile at the door: "Aunuch Gong, I've been looking for you just now. Where have you been?" Mrs. Gong said in her heart that your master's feet were not stained, but naturally she didn't dare to say so, just asked what she had to say.

Little pear came over and solemnly told me a few ingredients. In the evening, my wife wanted to eat sesame and shrimp balls, eight-treasure chicken rolls, lettuce mushrooms, dried beans and sparerib soup, some of which had to be prepared from the afternoon.

Mrs. Gong knew that the master was very picky about the ingredients and ate them by the little pear girl in front of her, and she never used the cook in the house. Not to mention, the fragrance is really tempting. The three masters and servants can't eat a lot, and the rest are still cheaper for them. Xuejian was really not used to giving the leftovers to others, but the more the master, the servants who can eat the master's food are also have a good face. Is it a shame to eat leftovers? It's really a rush for Xuejian to ruin the three views.

This Yixin Xiaozhu's Xuejian is famous for fiddling with food. The food made by the little pear girl under her is not only exquisite, but also many of them have never been heard of or seen before. They are still those ordinary dishes, but in the hands of the little pear girl, they will produce some unique characteristics. It makes people's index fingers move, and although this master and two servants have a bad temper, they are not mean. These people have a lot of cheapness in their mouths.

Naturally, the cooks in the house can also make delicious food, but this unique food that has never been seen can only be made by Yixin Xiaozhu. Just saying that the prince likes to come here and eat delicious food and look at the beauty, he must be in an excellent mood.

Seeing that Miss Xiaoli had finished confessing, Mrs. Gong couldn't take care of fatigue, but said jokingly, "The old lady will do it right now. It must be the best ingredients. Miss Xiaoli can rest assured." The ingredients are not only the best, but also more. It is also common to make more for the little pear girl. According to Xue Jian's temper, you will never enjoy it alone. It is also common to reward it.

"Of course, our wife is very picky and can't tolerate any sloppy ingredients." Xiaoli is also deeply disapproving.

She knew that Xuejian was indeed a little abnormal today, but since the wife told her about it like this, she always had her own reasons.

"The old lady went to the big kitchen first, and asked Miss Li to ask these people to bury the old plums that my wife wanted." She pointed to the two strong women carrying the jar and opened the topic.

She doesn't want to make Xuejian, who is in the limelight, unhappy for these little things.

Seeing that Miss Xiaoli really showed satisfaction, Mrs. Gong was relieved to take people to the big kitchen to prepare the ingredients.

After lunch, Xuejian sat on the beauty's collapse, leaned against the window sill, and smelled the faint fragrance of plums in the room. In the afternoon sun, it made people feel a little lazy for no reason, with a little leisure in comfort, and the ground dragon was burning hot, which made people feel drowsy. However, no one noticed that Xue Jian's narrowed eyes were clear and more sour.

The winter sun was a little cold, but it was warm. Xue saw that his intention was just to take a break, but he remembered the figure he saw in the morning, and his heart was entangled like burning pain. She seemed to lean lazily against the cushion and read a boring drama. Xiaomei stood outside the door. She was relieved that no one would disturb her mind!

There is only the sound of turning over books in the room. The quiet time makes life light peace. The eyes sweep everywhere, and a cluster of red enchanting red plums are blooming in a thin-necked beauty bottle. The scarlet is charming and charming.

The slight push of the door and the sound of someone coming over, she only reached out and pushed the teacup in front of her and said softly, "Don't add too much. It's too hot to drink for a while, just half a cup. This old plum snow has both the fragrance of plum blossoms and the fragrance of aged tea, which is the most suitable for such a rest time.

A jade-white slender hand reached over and took her tea. The gentle sound of pouring tea was accompanied by a gentle voice: "Sure enough, you girl is more and more enjoying it."

South Valley Wave?

Xuejian pretended to be stunned and suddenly looked up at the face of a young man as warm as jade!

Nangubo was wearing a purple shirt, embroidered with dark patterns of orchid grass wrapped around the clothes, with ink jade ribbon wrapped around his waist, gently waved his robe, elegant in style, with spring breeze-like quiet and pleasant, full of a strong natural noble spirit, beautiful lips slightly raised, and his eyes were gentle and considerate.

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Nan Gubo sat down by Xue's legs. Xue saw the corners of his eyes and the door closed silently behind him. Needless to say, Xiaomei outside was afraid of being restrained, otherwise how could he come in silently?

sighed from the bottom of her heart, and Xue Jian sat up straight and asked, "Today's son is rarely free. Why? Is there no official business to be busy?"

"Don't worry, no matter how busy you are, you have to come to visit Xue and see you." Nangubo raised his hand, continued tea in Xuejian's cup, and gently took a breath on his lips. At the corners of his eyes, he saw that Xuejian's eyes were round, so he took a sip leisurely, and then looked at Xuejian sitting up straight from the couch with a smile.

Xuejian is wearing a lotus-colored home coat today, wearing a pleated skirt of light green butterfly dance flowers, with a pink face full of spring and beautiful eyes. As she sat up at this time, she saw that the slender waist was unbearable and looked too light, delicate and touching.

Since she knew that the girl almost died because of blood after giving birth to a child, Nangubo put up with it and endured it until she had been raised for several months, but now it seems that she has lost some body, and I don't know if she will get better.

At this time, her long hair was loosely tied into a bun, and a few mischievous hair drooped down, more and more against the white face of Hibiscus. Her black and white eyes were charming and attractive. Because she just got up, her eyes had a lazy face that had not been scattered, and her face without fat powder was flat, but it made people feel particularly delicate, and this The glance that came across from Yuezhong was even more dynamic and seductive.

"The prince is really funny. Xue is already a 'guest' here. How dare he let the prince come 'in person' to take care of him while he is busy?" Xue Jian said lazily, with no meaning of "welcome" at all.

"Why am I just a little busy these days and didn't come to visit. Does Xuejian have so much dissatisfaction?" Nangubo waved his hand as if Xuejian was jealous.

Is he a concubine in his house, waiting for him to spoil him? Thinking of this, Xue couldn't help but feel sulking. The prince is really joking!" Xue Jian gave him a strange look, "What? Where did the natural disaster come from again? Or is there a human accident?"