Night banquet

A white wave rolled up, the pleasure boat swayed slightly, Tu Bai lifted the curtain from outside the cabin, and said happily: "Your Highness, the prince is here."

Rong Yang opened his eyes and outside the window, the slanting sun was flowing, and a pleasure boat was flowing down the twilight.

A man standing on the bow of the boat stands handsomely, wearing a blue shirt and a pouch, and a feather fan and a black crown. Who isn't Wang Chen?

Thinking of what he had heard before, Rong Yang was unhappy and staggered his eyes and said, "Come on, come, how happy are you?"

Tu Baizhi said that she was stubborn and soft-hearted: "Your Majesty is here, you must have something to say to your highness. I told the boatman to stop the boat?"

Rong Yang did not respond, Tu Bai knew that this was the default and went there with a smile.

In the cabin, Xue Qing poured tea for Rong Yang: "Your Highness, please send someone to check if that matter is true?"

What I asked was about Wang Chen's private meeting with his cousin the day before yesterday.

Rong Yang was indifferent and glanced at the white smoke-filled flower tea without making any sound.

It happened three months ago to know Wang Chen.

At that time, Fang Zhongyun lingered in the fireworks alley and had just passed the news that the singer had spent a lot of money into Yufu Hall. She hurried to the Chuigong Hall to stop the official from writing a marriage.

I thought it was a good marriage, but I didn't expect it to be a scandal. The whole palace laughed at her for being blind. Even the official family who always regarded her as a treasure began to blame her for being careless and arrogant. This party often met people in bad ways.

Wang Chen appeared at that time. Under the last snow at the beginning of the year, she walked back from the Chuigong Hall, and he led the eunuch to the Chuigong Hall.

The sky was filled with snow. He was wearing a round-necked official robe in the water-green official robe and walked from the snow. If he didn't look at the face that was not radiant, beautiful words such as "Xiao Xiao and Solemn" and "Long-standing and standing tall" might not necessarily describe his style and demeanor at that time.

But if your face is not beautiful, you will lose everything.

She only glanced at her quickly and left proudly, but he stopped and stood quietly by the snow path she must pass.

He looked at her with a calm and violent look.

She was dissatisfied and looked back.

He lowered his eyes, nodded his head and saluted. After a moment, a smile slowly rose from his lips.

A piece of snow fell from his lips.

Rong Yang's heart bumped into his mind, crossed the snow, stared at the smile, and unknowingly stopped by the snow path he must pass.

He was obviously not beautiful, even ugly, but the smile that nodded his head was like the spring breeze and snow, and it unknowingly melted into her heart.

The sound of water in my ears was in an uproar, and another white wave was rolling up, and the pleasure boat opposite was approaching.

Rong Yang calmed down and fiddled with the complex painted peony patterns on the teacup with his fingertips, and said quietly: "Check."

Because it was him, because I still hoped that it would be him in the end, so I had to check it.

Xue Qing received the order.

There was a noise outside, and after a while, Tu Baimeihuan smiled and walked in: "Your Highness, look at what Prince Prince has sent you!"

There was a breeze outside the boat, and as she drew the curtain, a fragrance filled the cabin.

Rong Yang was suspicious and stared at the mahogany carved food box that Tu Bai held in his hand.

Tu Baimai was brought up, opened the lid of the box, and the rich and fresh fragrance came to his nose, and a plate of sweet and sour carp with strong colors and fragrance came into view.

Rong Yang was stunned.

"I know that Your Highness loves to eat fish. This is what the prince personally caught by the lake at noon today. After fishing, he cooked it himself."

The sweet and sour smell wrapped around him. Rong Yang felt aroused in his heart and turned to look out the window.

The colorful clouds in the sky are reflected in the rippling blue waves. Wang Chen's tall figure is covered with a layer of golden blush, and a smile is seen on the bottom of his eyes and lips, as if it is far and near.

"It's still your favorite taste..." Tu Bai's snickering fell in his ears, Rong Yang kept his eyes closed, pretending to look back at the fish indifferently.

He is the most likely to do this, and he hits her heart in a way that others would most unexpectedly or look down on others.

It is not as cold as gold and jade treasures, nor as empty as wind, flowers, snow and moon.

"A gentleman stays away from the kitchen", and his move not only did not destroy his humility, but instead added a little more simple and sincere atmosphere in the world.

Xue Qing tried the poison first as usual, and then presented the two chopsticks to Rong Yang.

Rong Yang fell chopsticks along the place she cut open, picked up a piece to taste, and couldn't help but tilt the corners of her mouth.

Although the fish is sweet and sour, it is better because she loves sourness, so it is more authentic and stronger than sweetness, which is clearly made according to her taste.

Rong Yang was cunning and couldn't help but taste it again. When he dropped the chopsticks, his eyes lit up.

The sauce dripped into the fish belly, a small measure of tape was half hidden and half hidden. Rong Yang used two chopsticks to clamp the ruler out.

Xueqing took out a scarf and took it, opened it, and presented it to Rong Yang.

——There is no beauty for thousands of years, and it is a beautiful woman who is pleasing to the eye.

The face suddenly became hot, and the heart leaped quickly. Rong Yang pursed his lips and looked out the window again.

The afterglow slants and the water is shimmering. He stood there leisurely, his smile was clear and shallow, but it was straight to his eyes, making his slender hanging eyes look gorgeous and flowing.

But the lower half is still shoddy, with a flat nose, a short person, a big and shrunk lips, which is set against the skin that is not fair and smooth. To be fair, it has a bit of a toad charm.

It is still ugly, but his demeanor is still as ugly and noble as it is.

So an image appeared in Rongyang's heart - a noble toad.

"Showing your diligence if you have nothing to do."

Rong Yang spoke in his lips, pretending to be unhesitant.

Wang Chen also said with a word: Yes.

Rong Yang tense his little face and pulled down the bamboo curtain with a "pop", deliberately not looking at him or showing her to him.

Xue Qing asked softly: "Your Highness, this is the sole..."

Rong Yang's eyelashes drooped slightly and said arrogantly: "Please accept it."

The pleasure boat was sailing again, and passed by the opposite boat.

Xueqing took the plate of sweet and sour carp that he had eaten back to the food box. As soon as he walked out of the cabin, Tu Bai, who was guarding outside, immediately came up: "How is it, are your highness so happy?"

Xue Qing turned her head and signaled Tu Bai to silence, walked away two steps and stuffed the food box back into her hand, and said, "Your Highness's golden branches and jade leaves, but just a plate of fish, why are you so happy?"

Tu Bai glared: "Can it be the same?"

‘Fish passes to the ruler’… This is not a hot dish, but a warm love!”

Xue Qing frowned: "The character of his character is not yet determined. If he is a different person, his feelings will not be taken seriously even if he is warm."

Tu Bai understood and whispered: "Are you still suspecting that Mr. Wang and that cousin have an affair?

Didn’t your highness say everything before, just gossip?”

Xue Qing said: "The Third Prince said that there is no wind or waves."

Tu Bai's eyes rolled slightly and said, "But this prince is the eldest son of the Dali Temple Minister Wang. He has strict tutors and smart people. Since he is interested in reigning the master, how could he still have an affair with his cousin?

If the story is revealed, wouldn’t it be..."

"How do you know he intends to resign the master?"

Xue Qing asked her back and asked Tu Bai completely.

Xue Qing's eyes were bright: "He is very good to Your Highness and has indeed been very attentive, but in the past three months, he has not expressed his frankness to Your Highness that he intends to reign with the Lord."

Tu Bai opened his mouth and turned his head blankly. The pleasure boat floated in the golden waves of the sun. I don’t know where it was heading, but it went like the wind.

At night, the lights were on, and there were fire trees and silver flowers in the Jinming Pond.

The crowded Baojin Tower was drinking and chatting, and the bamboos and silks were singing and dancing in each floor and hall.

Under a palace lantern in the side hall, Rong Yang sat silently and watched the dancing shadows in the hall distracted.

Not long after the imperial banquet started, only some popular fruits such as spring lotus roots and pears were placed on the small table, but they were not the same as her taste.

On the contrary, the two sweet and sour carp I tasted on the boat before remained vaguely fragrant between my teeth, not greasy or endless.

Rong Yang recalled, and Wang Chen's appearance appeared in front of him. Perhaps because of the lights, his tasteless face suddenly became profound and timeless, and the more he thought about it, the more he became more and more pleasing to the eye.

Just as she was just letting down, a soft voice came from her ears: "Jiayi, what are you laughing at?"

Rong Yang was shocked, hurriedly put away the unintentional laughter and looked in the sound.

On the main seat, Concubine Lu, who was wearing a tall crown and Taoist robe, smiled with her eyebrows and eyes, and her face was becoming more gentle and unparalleled in the light and shadow.

"I see that the fruit on your desk doesn't move. I think it's not good. Here is a plate of hibiscus cake you love to eat every day, and try it."

At the moment, a little palace maid brought the plate of hibiscus cake. Rong Yang suppressed his resistance and stood up to salute: "Thank you Miss Lu's good wishes."

Concubine Lu's slightly smiled sound was even more refreshing: "Sit quickly, there is no need to be too polite."

Rong Yang sat down, and at this time a wife on the opposite side to toast Concubine Lu. Concubine Lu smiled embarrassedly, held the desk with a cup, laughed and said she was unwell and used tea instead of wine. She gave another humble apology.

Every word and action are very similar to the former Empress Qi.

Even my understanding of the tastes of the people here is exactly the same.

This vivid similarity really makes Zhao Rongyang, who is the bloodline of the first queen, feels at a loss.
To be continued...