Chapter 10 Birthday Cake

After a few days of laborious and brainstorming, Qingzhu had been exhausted for a long time. After returning to the royal palace, he had been resting in the bamboo garden and stopped going out. She has been thinking about her father's recent situation, and every time she thinks about it, she complains that she can't sleep or eat.

Qin Yi informed the sea on the day after they returned home that they made Qin Zheng the prince of Northern Qin and the regent and crown prince.

Qin Zheng's dream for many years has finally come true, so he began to vigorously reform the national policy and want to bring Qin to the road of prosperity through his own reform. Then complete the ultimate goal - revenge.

He has only one purpose, to suppress the Yan Kingdom, capture Yan Dan alive, and then use the most cruel means to deal with him, poison him, chop off his fingers and toes, wet his body with feces, and finally crack the car a little bit.

He hates Yan Dan endlessly. Even at the end of his life, he must try his best to kill Yan Dan first and then kill himself. This is a symbol of his victory over the enemy.

After becoming the crown prince, there were a large number of memorials and comments every day, and countless affairs needed to be dealt with. Qin Zheng was very busy and gradually snatched the woman in Zhuyuan.

One day, Qingzhu got up very early. Recently, he didn't have a good rest. His face was gray and gloomy. The Lv family lost his power. The concubines and waiters who used to be courteous to him began to laugh at her coldly. This is also the reason why Qingzhu did not leave home. Every time he met them head-on, those women either bowed and pretended not to see them or smiled. Meet each other and then point out. However, these are not the most depressing and annoying. What she is most worried about is her father's health and the current situation of her eldest brother.

Lv Jinyu was also implicated in his father's rebellion and has been removed from office and imprisoned in Lv's mansion. My brother has been the only man in Prime Minister Lv's mansion since he was a child. He has attracted much attention and love, and now he can't get sick.

"Miss, what did the maidservant make for you?" Yinger stood in front of Qingzhu with a bowl of steaming soup noodles in her hands. The little girl got up early in the morning and was busy on a small earthen stove in the bamboo garden.

"Nuns!" Qingzhu frowned and looked at it. It was just the wide noodles that people usually eat, but Yinger's mysterious appearance seemed to have picked up a treasure.

Yinger saw that she did not show a happy expression, and her little mouth raised high. "Why, the young lady dislikes slaves. As you know, I, a maidservant, has poor money and can't afford to buy valuables."

Qingzhu was the second monk she said, "What does this mean?"

"Did the young lady forget? Today is your birthday. I remember that you made a bowl of longevity noodles for the prince's birthday last time, and the prince also ate a whole bowl clean. Ying'er said and handed the noodle bowl to her hand, "Try it, which of us is better?"

It's like a warm current flowing to her heart, gradually warming her hands, feet, limbs and heart, with transparent ** falling along her wonderful cheeks. Qingzhu forgot that she still had a birthday in this world, and didn't expect that anyone would remember her birthday. The family was embarrassed. She was the only one in the Lu family, and no matter how big the world was, she was helpless.

When he remembered his birthday in his previous life, Fang Ze would order a heart-shaped cake for her, which was full of thin candles. In the dark night, he held hands and made a wish together, and then blew out the candle fire together, which was warm, romantic and touching. But those days no longer exist. When she witnessed her boyfriend and best friend working hard to roll the bed, everything in the past was completely over.

"Miss, what are you thinking?" Ying'er saw that she looked wrong and hurriedly asked with concern.

"I'm fine, I just think of a lot of things in the past."

"What happened before? Has Miss's loss of soul been cured?

"It was a long time ago."

Yinger blinked her big watery eyes and said, "What on earth is Miss talking about? I don't understand. What on earth do you think of?

Afraid of being tortured by a girl's insistence on the way of questioning, Qingzhu had to swallow his saliva and then said, "Our people not only eat birthday noodles, but also birthday cakes!"

"What is a birthday cake?" Suddenly, I felt that the young lady spoke strangely, "Our people? Didn't Miss live with me since she was a child?

Qingzhu is also too lazy to explain, "Birthday cake is a pastry eaten in life. It is mixed with eggs and noodles with some sugar and water. After baking in the oven, candles are inserted on it. There are many candles at any age, and some of them are written on it, for example, 'Happy Birthday to someone!' On the birthday, the birthday star blew out after making a wish, which means that good wishes can be realized..."

Yinger looked at Qingzhu with surprised eyes. She heard it and could only nod stupidly, but there was a voice in her heart saying that the young lady's imagination was too rich.

Qingzhu saw her staring at a pair of dead fish-like eyes, and her heart was angry and a little funny. The two looked at each other for a long time and laughed after a long time.

The bamboo branches swayed, the wind and shadows, and a touch of the mysterious blue man's figure. After hearing the two women's talk and laughter, they couldn't help raising the corners of their lips and quickly stepped out of the bamboo garden and went straight to the dining room.

King's mansion, kitchen and dining room.

The current situation can only be described as chickens and dogs jumping and dogs.

The slaughter father's thin body jumped down the house for a moment. Mrs. Wang, who wanted to fight, had been so shocked that she couldn't speak for a long time. Not long ago, the royal palace was famous, and the prince respected his three-point magic doctor Zaifu. He came here and clamore about what birthday cake he wanted to make. Mrs. Wang was over 100 years old and had been in the kitchen for 30 years, but she had never heard of such a strange thing. However, in her eyes, Mr. Zai's order was like the imperial edict. Sloppy at all. In order to please the famous man, although he didn't fully understand his upside down words, he decided to help him personally.

At this time, I saw a man who was usually unruly, wearing a small hat on his head and an apron on his waist, which looked indescribably strange. But what's more afraid is that this person is still nagging endlessly, "Flour, eggs, some sugar and water, and then stir... by the way, Grandma Wang, what is the oven?"

Grandma Wang grinned with her uneven yellow teeth and said with a smiling face, "The old lady has only heard of bellows, and she has never heard of the oven. However, the name should be a box of baked things, which may be the same meaning as the pot."

The father nodded with consent, "There is some truth in Grandma Wang's words. The old man is the old man, and he knows more than those newcomers."

To get praise from the father, a woman's old face blooms like autumn chrysanthemum, saying that ** mainly because of the more folds, a blood basin of smile has been opened to the root of the ears. "Sir, you are welcome. If there is anything unclear in the kitchen in the future, please come to me. These rude old ladies are not a problem. " Look, she is really panting when she is fat.