After the founding of the People's Republic of China, she became a spirit and was punished, and

After returning to the East Third Office, she couldn't wait to shake off the soles of her feet and relax her feet.

Judging from the time, the snacks should have arrived in front of the Fourth Master by now.

Under the curious gazes of everyone in the Ministry of Revenue, Gao Wuyong brought a lunch box into the Fourth Master's office.

He placed the lunch box on the table, turned around and closed the door to block the gossiping eyes of people outside.

This was the first time someone brought food to the Fourth Master. His subordinates only dared to watch quietly and did not dare to step forward at all.

"Master, Fu Jin sent someone to bring you food."

A plate of pale yellow pastries was brought out, and Yinzhen rarely took his eyes off the book in his hand.

He glanced at it, then asked casually.

"Did Fu Jin do it?"

"I heard that this is a recipe that Fu Jin specially researched for you, and the taste is not particularly sweet."

Gao Wuyong had no idea who did it, so he only dared to say something nice.

is it?

A hint of doubt flashed across Yinzhen's eyes, and then he said expressionlessly, "Let's put it aside for now."

After Gao Wuyong left, he picked up a piece of jasmine cake naturally.

Just as I was about to put it in my mouth, I inadvertently saw an obvious hole on the side of the dessert.

It seemed as if someone had deliberately pried it open and put something inside.

Yinzhen put the things on the paper and crushed the snack with a frown.

When I opened the paper, besides the crumbs of snacks, there was also a small rolled-up piece of paper.

What is this?

He opened the note with suspicion, and tiny handwriting appeared inside. It was written neatly, but it didn't look like calligraphy.

It seems more like it was outlined with some fine pen tip, with delicate and smooth lines and a very different style.

Husband, please take care of your health even when you are busy.

Yinzhen chuckled, with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth.

He thought someone had poisoned him through Concubine Xiao, but it turned out to be a petition note.

But this handwriting... was it really written by Concubine Xiao?

He thought of the childish notes next to the account book that night and shook his head subconsciously.

The young lady's handwriting is comparable to that of the young master. How could she possibly write such beautiful characters?

However, even so, he still carefully unfolded the note in his hand and put it in the book in the drawer.

Yinzhen shifted his attention to the busy government affairs, but after a moment he felt restless.

His eyes drifted back to the plate beside him. He picked up another piece of dessert and crushed it. Sure enough, there was a note inside.

There were six big words clearly written on it: Yaoyao misses you.

Tsk, the young lady's words are so blunt, it makes people feel sick.

He took out one note after another, and sweet words penetrated into his heart when he was not paying attention, causing an indescribable feeling.

Simple and plain words, when combined together, can be so passionate.

Yinzhen collected every note and put them in a book that he seldom read.

When Gao Wuyong came back again, he was stunned when he saw the plate full of crumbs.

Even if the Fourth Master didn't like the food made by Lady Fujin, he should just leave it alone. He shouldn't be like this... bullying others.

He hesitated to speak, not daring to say a word, and could only silently clean up the remaining traces on the table.

Yinzhen's attention was entirely focused on government affairs at this time, and he still had more than half of the memorials left to screen.

If I delay any longer, I might not be able to present the selected memorials to the Emperor tomorrow.

Inside Danruo Residence, Xiyu looked at the panel and saw her favorability level increase by five points, and she swung her feet and hummed a little tune.

As the saying goes, to capture a man's heart you have to capture his stomach. It seems that Yinzhen was captured by the snacks and little surprises she prepared.

Now Yinzhen's favorability towards her has reached 35%, and his remaining life span is 50 days.

More than one and a half months, this is the first time that Xiyu has lived for so many days since birth.

How could she know that Yinzhen didn't eat a single bite and his heart was entirely on the note.

Yinzhen was not late, but Little Fourteen ate a lot.

When I got home from school in the evening, I trotted back to Yonghe Palace with two snacks in my hands.

"Mother, mother——"

The Fourteenth Prince held the two pieces of dessert tightly, as if they were something extremely important.

"What's wrong? The roads are slippery in winter, so you're not afraid of falling on the road."

Concubine De hurried out stepping on the bottom of the flowerpot, with panic in her eyes that was hard to conceal. The neatly-tied hair on her forehead loosened a little and scattered in front of her forehead in a messy manner.

Seeing Xiao Shisi standing in front of her intact, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she was angry at Xiao Shisi's reckless behavior, she couldn't bear to be mean to him.

"Mother, I got some delicious snacks today, so I brought them back for you to try."

The Fourteenth Prince raised his head and looked at Concubine De with eyes full of admiration.

"This snack is best in the morning. Now it has not only been ruined by my son, but it has also gone cold."

He placed the jasmine cake in his hand on the plate, grasped the edge of the plate with his fair hands and held it in his arms, the light in his eyes seemed to dim a little.

"Who said that? As long as Little Fourteen brings it back, Mother will like it very much."

Concubine De took off her armor and touched his head.

"Really? Then you eat it, mother."

The Fourteenth Prince handed over the plate in his hand, his eyes full of anticipation.

Concubine De glanced at the dessert that was almost unrecognizable, then looked at Little Fourteen's tears that were about to fall, gritted her teeth, picked up a piece of dessert and put it in her mouth.

She was just about to take the tea that Jixiang handed over and drink it down, but while chewing, a look of surprise suddenly flashed in her eyes.

Although the snack was cold, it was not dry or choking.

On the contrary, because of this coolness, the taste has a more dense, sandy and sweet taste.

The outer skin is crispy, and the inside is soft and glutinous. The chef who studies dim sum must have put in a lot of effort.

Only then did Defei think of asking the origin of the snacks.

"Mother asks you, who gave you this snack?"

"It's the fourth sister-in-law!"

The Fourteenth Prince sat on the cushion beside Concubine De, his legs dangling back and forth, his chubby face wrinkled as he continued to complain:

"Mother, you don't know. This snack was clearly given to me by my fourth sister-in-law, but my ninth and tenth brothers insisted that they were hungry. If it weren't for my son's quick reaction, even these two pieces would have been gone."

It turned out to be a gift from the Fourth Prince's wife, and Defei's eyes showed a hint of understanding.

That’s right, I received it too.

Defei gave a wink, and Jixiang opened the food box that had been there for a day, and there were indeed light yellow snacks inside.

It looks much better than the one that Little Fourteen brought back.

The Fourteenth Prince was still chattering about what happened in the study during the day when he suddenly noticed a plate of the same pastries on the table.

"It turns out my mother received it too!"

He exclaimed happily, then his round eyes rolled around in his sockets and he looked eagerly at Concubine De.

"Mother, I'm a little hungry, can I have some snacks?"

"No, it's hard to digest snacks at night. Dinner will be served soon. Please be patient."

Concubine De refused without a second thought and asked someone to move the plate of snacks somewhere else.