Master is a white moonlight

In the early morning of the next day, crystal raindrops dripped from the lush leaves from time to time, and finally sank into the soil.

Xuan Ling didn't go to court today, because she wanted to avoid that old stubborn Prime Minister Zuo, fearing that he would continue to discuss Leng Yiluo's wedding date again.

Xuan Loi didn't wear a wide-sleeved long gown today, but a smart narrow-sleeved gown. The narrow sleeves were tucked into the indigo blue wristbands, and her thick black silk was tied in the white jade crown.

With a sound of "wow", the long sword in Xuan Qiao's hand used the strength of his wrist to pull a graceful sword flower.

Clean and neat, like flowing water.

The sword light flashed, and finally landed on the acacia tree beside it.

In vain, Kazuki's pink velvet flowers swayed and fell, like a rain of pink velvet flowers in midair.

Xuanqi put away the long sword in her hand, and accidentally stepped on a few pink velvet flowers with her white boots, Xuanqi didn't notice.

"High Priest, please use it." Jasper knelt down in the soil, holding a piece of white silk in both hands, and raised it above her head.

Xuan Loi glanced at Biyu with the end of her eyes, handed the long sword to the hand of the maidservant at the side, then picked up the silk in Biyu's hand, and wiped the thin beads of sweat from her forehead.

"Is Princess Feng Yi awake?"

"Back to the high priest, he is already awake, and is being served by the servants for breakfast."

"What did you have for breakfast today?"

"Go back to the High Priest, it was ordered by Her Royal Highness the day before yesterday." Zhu Hua thought for a while, and added, "A kind of dessert called 'Yun Pian Cake'."

When Xuan Loi heard this, the amber pupils overflowed with obvious displeasure, and said after a while, "Go and get ready, the priest wants to take a bath."

"Here." Biyu saluted respectfully, then withdrew.

In Feng Ning Hall, Leng Yizhen was sitting at the dining table, in front of him were plates of exquisite snacks and a bowl of excellent-quality blood swallow porridge.

The dim sum in the palace is really wonderful, it makes people very appetizing just by looking at it.

Not only does the taste have its own merits, but it is also crispy, sweet and refreshing.The shape is also exquisite and unique, and it also has the shape of a five-petal plum blossom, and each plum blossom has a drop of bright red cherry juice on it.

Leng Yijiao is also a person who likes to eat sweets, and he can't refuse the temptation of these snacks.

Leng Yizhen wore a lavender wide-sleeved robe today, and a thin shirt made of silk on the coat, with light brown long hair hanging loose.

The semi-wet long hair was scattered on the back, and the tips of the hair overflowed with a faint fragrance of roses, and because of the fresh bath, there was still a slight blush on the cheeks.

When the breeze brushed over his face, even the few strands of hair on his forehead were slightly lifted.

From time to time, Leng Yizhen used his fingertips to pin the broken hair behind the ears, but because the hair was too short, once it was hooked to the ear, it would fall down again.

"Your Highness, look at this... the taste of Yunpian Cake is right?" The little palace maid next to her turned her big dark eyes and asked softly with a smile.

The maid in the palace is called Cuizhu, she was transferred to this post because she had never served Princess Fengyi before, but it happened to be the age of Ji.

Xuan Qiao looked at this child as a spirited person, with a lively and cheerful personality, and he was a perfect complement to Biyu.Let her serve Leng Yizhen, so that Leng Yizhen won't feel too bored.

Leng Yizhen picked up a piece of Yunpian Cake with his white and tender fingertips like water onions, and chewed it carefully in his mouth. After swallowing all the Yunpian Cake in his mouth, he said, "It's delicious, it's delicious with me. The Yunpian cakes eaten elsewhere taste similar."

"Your Highness, eat as much as you like, if you don't have enough, tell the imperial dining room to cook." Cuizhu said happily, revealing two cute little dimples.

"No, it's easy to get tired if you eat too much." Leng Yijiao took another bite of Yunpian Cake, "By the way, Xuan... has the high priest ate it yet?"

I slept very peacefully last night, it has been a long time since I slept so peacefully, thanks to Xuanqi's massage of the Anmian acupuncture point.

After all, he is the apprentice of a generation of famous doctors, and Leng Yizhen is quite talented and accomplished in Chinese medicine, so he knows a simple sleeping point very well.

"Reporting to Your Highness, the High Priest always does not have breakfast before practicing the sword." Cui Zhu replied, "Use it after the sword has been practiced."

"Did the high priest not go to court today?"

Leng Yijiao frowned slightly, for the past few days, she saw Xuan Qian going to court on time every day, and she was never a moment late.

"No."

"Does she often miss morning court?"

"No!" Cui Zhu hurriedly explained, "It's rare for the high priest not to go to court early."

Leng Yijiao didn't answer any more, he was so greedy for the exquisite dim sum in front of him, after eating the Yunpian cake in his hand, he pinched a small piece of plum blossom-shaped milky white dim sum with his fingertips.

Bite down, the soft, waxy and sweet breath spreads between the lips and teeth, without the feeling of sticking to the teeth, and there is a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.

The surface of the pastry was covered with a layer of snow-white powdered sugar, and Leng Yizhen accidentally dipped some powdered sugar on the corner of his lips, but he didn't notice it either.

"Your Highness, watching you eat is really a pleasure." Cuizhu smiled mischievously, her eyebrows and eyes crooked.

"Then you can eat a piece too." Leng Yijiao said, pushing the whole plate of plum blossom dim sum in front of Cui Zhu, and invited with a smile.

After all, Leng Yizhen is a person living in the 21st century, and the idea of ​​equality for everyone has already been deeply ingrained in his mind.

"I don't dare!" Cuizhu thought she had said something wrong, and knelt down on the ground with a "plop", lowering her head.

At the same time, there was a sound of approaching footsteps at the entrance of the hall.

On weekdays, no one else came to Fengning Hall except Xuan Qiao, so Leng Yiluo reckoned that Xuan Qiao came after practicing the sword.

She didn't want Xuan Qiao to see Cuizhu kneeling, for fear that this person would indiscriminately turn her anger on others.

"Get up!" Leng Yizhen bent down, quickly pulled up Cuizhu, and said in a low voice, "Don't kneel."

Cuizhu got up quickly, and stood behind Leng Yijiao in an orderly manner, with her head lowered.

Leng Yijiao's gaze followed the footsteps and looked out, and when the footsteps stopped, Xuan Qiao in emerald green robes appeared at the door.

A thin layer of golden sunlight sprinkled on Xuan Chi's black hair and side face, and the whole person was like a graceful green lotus leaf.

"High Priest, Wan An." Cuizhu hurriedly bent over the ground, saluting respectfully.

Xuan Qiao's gaze fell directly on Leng Yijiao's body, and the narrow and long phoenix eyes always had a slight chill, making people afraid to approach.

Leng Yizhen never thought that people who are so similar would have completely different feelings because of their different personalities.

"Xian'er, do you still like this cloud cake?"

When Leng Yikan was in a daze, Xuanqi had already walked in front of Leng Yikan and sat beside him.

"Yeah, I like it!" Leng Yijiao nodded again and again, pinched another piece of Yunpian Cake with his fingertips, before he could eat it, he was interrupted by Xuan Qiao's voice.

"Look at you, the corners of your mouth are blurred." Xuan Qiao chuckled lightly, and stretched out her hand to the maid at the side.

Cuizhu understood immediately, quickly took a piece of white silk, and raised her hands above her head.

Xuan Qiao took the soft silk from the hand of the palace maid, stretched out her hand, and gently wiped the powdered sugar at the corner of Leng Yiluo's mouth.

"Jian'er still likes to eat sweets like this." Xuan Qiao retracted her hand as she spoke, slightly curling the corner of her mouth, "Does she still have toothache?"

Leng Yizhen has been suffering from toothache all the time, it is because he loves to eat sweets too much on weekdays, Shen Han has been strictly controlling it for this reason.

But without Shen Han's control during this period, Leng Yizhen let go of his courage to eat, and as a result, he suffered from toothache once in the second dimension.

"Then I'll eat less." Leng Yizhen had lingering fears about the toothache, so he reluctantly put down the snack in his hand.

"In addition to dim sum, there are many delicious foods in the palace." Xuan love said, picking up the jade bowl of blood swallow porridge in front of Leng Yijiao, and gently stirred it with a spoon, "Whatever you want to eat, just ask Just go down."

Xuan Loot took a spoonful of blood oat porridge with a spoon, and fed it to Leng Yiluo's mouth without making a sound.

Leng Yijiao frowned slightly, turned her dark and crystal-clear eyes to stare at Xuan Ai, although she was a little afraid of this person, she still didn't open her mouth.

"Hey, open your mouth." The corners of Xuanqi's mouth slightly raised, revealing a soft smile, slightly sinister.

There was an irrefutable tone in the words, so Leng Yizhen had to open his red lips slightly, and ate the blood swallow porridge that was fed to his mouth.

"Xiao'er, does this porridge taste good?" Xuan Qiao smiled in satisfaction, put the spoon back into the jade bowl, and stirred it lightly again.

"Well, it's delicious." Leng Yijiao replied truthfully, looking at Xuanqi with slightly dodgy eyes.

"Xiao'er, do you feel bored every day in this deep palace?" Xuan Qiao curled the corner of her mouth, and scooped up another spoonful of blood swallow porridge with a spoon.

"You mean... can I leave the palace?" Leng Yizhen blinked her almond eyes and fluttered her thick eyelashes, expecting Xuanqi's answer.

"Today is the folk 'Lantern Festival'. If you are interested, I can take you out of the palace to have a look." Xuan Qiao said, feeding the spoon in Leng Yijiao's mouth again.

"Interested!" Leng Yijiao hurriedly nodded for fear that this person would repent.

"Don't eat?" Xuan Qiao frowned slightly, she looked at the spoon from the corner of her eye, and her expression was a little displeased.

Seeing this, Leng Yizhen quickly opened his mouth, and put the spoon into his mouth together.

When it was almost time to eat, Leng Yijiao remembered what Cuizhu said just now.

"This...you haven't had breakfast yet, have you?" Leng Yijiao looked at Xuanqi, and said proactively, "How about we eat together?"

"Okay." Xuan Qiao smiled slightly, and fed the spoonful of porridge that was originally intended to be fed to Leng Yijiao into her own mouth.

"I've eaten this before!" Leng Yijiao hurriedly stopped Xuanqi, and added embarrassingly, "You change the bowl and chopsticks."

"It's okay." Xuan Qiao was very happy, holding back the smile on her lips, scooped up another spoonful of blood swallow porridge, bowed her head and took a bite.

Leng Yizhen was a little embarrassed, but he didn't want to say anything else, for fear of angering this person, he regretted not letting himself out of the palace.

"It's really delicious." Xuan Qiao swallowed the blood swallow porridge in her mouth, and said something to herself.