Homecoming Ballad (GL)

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Tangci sighed inaudibly, her eyes were full of annoyance, she still held onto An Ning's hand, but the strength was much lighter, in order not to hurt her, after all, even if she was in pain at the moment, she wouldn't cry out. will not say.

"Scared you?" Tang Ci smiled lightly, shaking his head helplessly, "Still as timid as when I was a child."

Like an uncivilized child who can laugh through tears when given a piece of sweet candy, An Ning probably saw Tang Ci laughing, and raised her head to follow along with a silly smile.

After a long while, she suddenly stopped laughing, staring sideways at the small earth pit she had dug, her eyes gradually went blank: "Dead, dead, dead..."

Tang Ci was looking around to see if there was a clean wooden barrel in the courtyard that could be used to draw water. He wanted to wash the wounds on An Ning's hands and also wanted to find a few maids on duty to help her bathe.Hearing An Ning repeating this unlucky-sounding word endlessly, she also knew that even if she was in a hurry, she couldn't force her to do anything else, so she could only continue to squat on the ground with her eyes wide open. His face became softer and he asked softly, "What's dead?"

An Ning seemed to be stumped. She tilted her head and thought for a while, looked at Tangci and then at the pit, her ashen face was full of pain, her eyebrows were tightly frowned, and she said to herself: "What the hell?" What's dead, what's dead..."

"If you can't figure it out, don't think about it, let's go wash your hands, shall we?" Tang Ci said and wanted to pull her up and lead her away.

Suddenly, An Ning pulled her hand away from Tang Ci. She clapped her hands, jumped and laughed a few times, pointed to herself, and smiled cheerfully: "What's dead? I'm dead," she pointed to Tang again Resigned, the eyebrows were crooked and the smile was a little more cheerful, "You are dead too."

After three years, he walked to the main entrance of the palace where An Ning lived again.

Rou Ke tried her best not to let herself be affected by what Wang An, the manager of the tea and wine department before entering the palace, said to her, but it had little effect.

She came here today to visit An Ning, but not just to visit An Ning.

She knew that at this moment, behind this vermilion gate, there was definitely no peace and solitude behind it.

Even though the distance is close at hand, I dare not step over this threshold, and before I can see the truth through the clouds and mists, I am already in chaos and defeated.

"Princess Rouke." The two servants in Tsing Yi of different heights saluted together.

Rou Ke withdrew one foot that had been raised in the air, nodded slightly, and saw the food boxes they were carrying in their hands, so she knew the nature of these slaves, so she asked again carefully.

After hearing what the two servants said, Rou Ke chuckled lightly, and said in an unclear manner: "Master Tang has a deep and delicate mind, and I just want to ask her for a copy of the congratulatory poem, and give me the food box. Let's go down and have a rest."

All the servants bowed their heads in agreement.

After taking his leave, he walked in small steps in the narrow corridor of Miyagi, both of them looked ashen.

"Fortunately, the dining room came from a different direction from the one coming from outside the palace, otherwise Princess Rou Ke would have listened to her inadvertently when she broke her mouth just now, and the head on her head might have to be chopped off and kicked as a ball! "

"Who said it wasn't? I was careless for a while. I haven't been out of the palace for a while. How can I know when she will return to the capital? Besides, His Majesty didn't have a will. His Highness An Ning is recuperating. No one else should bother her, even if she visits at most once every three years." Did you forget that today is His Royal Highness An Ning's birthday, Princess Rou Ke will definitely invite you to come and visit me!"

Chapter 26

The longevity noodles cooked by the imperial chef in the imperial dining room look the same as those made by commoners outside the palace, but the taste is worlds apart.

The noodle soup is stewed with chickens raised in captivity in the palace garden. Not to mention the tenderness of the meat, the chickens that have been pecking at the lake every day to find the best tribute rice from the two states have no unusual smell of poultry. It is wide and has no barriers, and internal officials often drive it away with a whip, making the stewed chicken meat fat and lean.It is supplemented with scallions and ginger slices to remove fishy smell and star anise wolfberry for nourishment. It is served in a large casserole made by Qingzhou official kiln, and someone is watching over the fire from time to time.

A long and unbroken string of noodles is curled up at the bottom of the celadon bowl, and the fragrant noodle soup will spread over the upper half of the noodles, and the finely chopped xuelihong is hidden in it.Even after a long journey, the servants put them in an exquisite food box, and covered the outside with a thick layer of yellow velvet felt. They hurried to the place, but the smell faded after a while.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Rou Ke carefully mixed the noodles, evenly mixed the soup noodles, and handed them to An Ning, who had bright eyes.

Even a fool and a lunatic would yell and beg for food when she was hungry, but An Ning would not, she was always like a banished fairy who fell from the sky, she had no desires or desires, unless someone put food in front of her, otherwise she would never beg for food. Will take the initiative to order people to pass meals.

Rou Ke felt that An Ning's figure and eyebrows had grown a lot, but she was also much thinner.She knew that no matter how she told her to treat her when she left Beijing, and how she managed to save money, these slaves who were full of eyes to see what people said and what ghosts said, could do things well and they would be without conscience.Three points is easy to say, but it is easier said than done? As the saying goes, there is no filial son after a long illness, and the care and love day after day will wear down the patience of relatives. Facing such a so-called master who has lost the protection of his elders and lost his love and sex, he only wants to make money. How can a slave who begs for a position serve with all sincerity?

An Ning's ten fingertips were covered with medicine and wrapped in a layer of gauze, which made it quite inconvenient to use chopsticks.

Seeing the two silver chopsticks fluttering restlessly between An Ning's fingers, her eyes staring straight at the bowl almost burst into flames, not to mention the smooth noodles, even if the noodles are red in snow Didn't catch half a grain.

"Sister Rouke, hello, okay?"

Rou Ke didn't say "Sister Rou Ke, hello you", but "Sister Rou Ke, hello you".She can never forget that when she was a child, when giving banquets in the palace with seasonal solar terms, An Ning, the meat doll carved out of jade, always timidly hid behind her mother and concubine. Staring at each other speechlessly for a long time, he finally murmured, "There are too many older sisters in my family, I can't remember how to call them...", causing everyone to laugh in unison.

An Ning was stunned for a while, then withdrew her eyes from the longevity face, took a fixed look at Rou Ke, and murmured ignorantly and ignorantly: "Rou Ke... Sister... Hey me..."

The intermittent voice that sounded like a child learning to speak touched the softest part of Rou Ke's heart. She hurriedly held back the sourness in her nose, took another pair of silver chopsticks, carried the bowl, and smiled sweetly: "An Ning, good boy, what a surprise!" do you remember me?"

It's been three years, and another three years... I vaguely remember the last time I saw An Ning three years ago, she was still small, wearing a long and thick cloak, and she seemed to understand at the gate of the palace. Wave goodbye to yourself.

There was no need to cool the noodles, and the fragrant longevity noodles were fed into An Ning's mouth, and she ate them obediently, not a single inch of a long noodle was broken.

Rou Ke scooped up a few more spoonfuls of noodle soup, smiled gratifiedly while feeding her, and said, "We are at peace, we will surely live a long life."

Little tears were stubbornly embedded in the gentle and soft eyes, and even the tiny mole under the master's eye entered Tangci's eyes through the pearl curtain, she couldn't help but stop slowly, her gaze seemed to be intimate Wujian An Ning and Rou Ke hesitated between them, their eyes were extremely complex.

With a sinking heart, Tang Ci lifted the curtain and entered with a faint smile: "As expected of a chef serving the emperor's royal family, you can smell it from afar."

Rou Ke took a towel from the copper basin next to her, and wiped the oil stains at the corners of her mouth carefully for An Ning.Hearing the words, he turned his face sideways, his eyes lingered on Tangci's right cheek for a moment, and then he smiled lightly and said, "What did Master Tang say, have you never tasted the craftsmanship of the imperial dining room?"

Tangci's heart was startled suddenly, and he turned his head away guiltily to meditate for a while, but didn't hold back even half a sentence that was appropriate to the situation.

"Master Tang is blushing and out of breath again?" Rou Ke put down the towel, walked to the desk, took out a box of ointment from the wooden grid, and walked slowly towards Tang Ci, whose face was even more blush, "Buddhist Festival on the eighth day of April , all officials in the capital, regardless of their rank, are given a feast by the sage, and they can taste and appreciate it without fail. I just questioned whether you have not tasted the craftsmanship of the imperial dining room because of this, why are you so frightened?"