The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

"Oh, Princess Seven is here to accompany you to the family banquet! My brother's feelings are so smooth." Yun Qianyue pulled a long voice, and when Yunli blushed, she smiled: "It's okay, eat less at your family banquet." For some, I’ll work harder, and I’ll pack one more. I will send someone to give you a copy of Xifengyuan at night. You can also eat it."

"That's the best, hard sister!" Yunli did not shy away, and smiled. The words fell again: "But Grandpa's ears are very sensitive, and you should also think about sending him a copy."

"Bad old man!" Yun Qianyue muttered.

Yun Li shook his head humorously, "Then I will go first! By the way, tell Grandpa. Grandpa originally asked me to come to you and ask you to attend the family feast this year. But if he knew that Jing Shizi was coming, he would not force you."

"Huh!" Yun Qianyue nodded.

Yunli no longer talked much, turned around with a smile, and quickly walked out of the light moon pavilion.

Yun Qianyue leaned back and told Mom that she would do more. Mother Zhao smiled and said, "I already knew that there would be fewer people if the young lady had something new. Rest assured! The old slave prepared a lot."

Yun Qianyue smiled and nodded.

Several people were busy while chatting and talking. Listening to the snow and listening to the rain came from Linglian and Yixue, and Yunqianyue was waiting less before. At this time, I found an opportunity and kept talking.

Ms. Zhao spent most of her life in the kitchen, learning quickly. Listening to the snow and the rain often go to the kitchen and play with mother Zhao, naturally learning quickly. Ling Lian and Yi Xue are just a little bit different. They are in the Red Pavilion and they learn a variety of arts and crafts. Compared with the dumplings made by Yun Qianyue and others, the two were blushing.

Yun Qianyue looked at the two comfortably, "This is also the first time I pack it out, it takes a long time to learn it!"

Mother Zhao and Tingxue and Tingyu also hurriedly said about the first time they went to the kitchen. The hands are normal, so you will get used to it. The two's faces were normal.

A few people were talking and laughing, and suddenly a head came into the doorway and asked curiously, "Little girl, what are you doing?"

"Dumplings!" Yun Qingyue looked at Ye Qingran with a smile, teasing: "If you don't know, I thought I was a thief in Qianyuege!"

Ye Qingran stretched her hand and scratched her head, it seemed very unexpected, "Will you still cook? What is dumplings?"

"Hell! That's all!" Yun Qianyue reached out and pointed to the bamboo woven lid lined with rows of dumplings.

"This kind of stuff is dumplings? How to eat it? Can it be eaten now?" Ye Qingran came in curiously, reaching for it.

"Hey, no! It's raw, it's not ready yet!" Yun Qianyue patted his hand.

Ye Qingran was contaminated with the back of his hand. He shivered, watching Yun Qianyue doing the movements in his hand neatly even if he was talking to him. Very fresh, and asked, "I know this is noodles. What's in the bread?"

Yun Qianyue is speechless, modern people know, but the ancients have not seen. She explained, "It's stuffing!"

Ye Qingying looked at Yun Qianyue inexplicably.

Yun Qingyue continued to explain, "It's meat and vegetables minced and blended together, and seasonings are added."

Ye Qingran understood and nodded, glanced at Mother Zhao and others, and said, "I will help you too!"

"Will you?" Yun Qingyue looked at Ye Qingran suspiciously.

"Can't learn!" Ye Qing lighted Yun Qianyue with a white glance, and then shouted, "Rong Feng, come in and make dumplings."

"Okay!" Rong Feng seemed to be approaching the small kitchen. He heard a word outside and quickly walked in slowly. After he came in, he glanced at the situation inside, fixed a moment on Yun Qianyue's hand, and spontaneously went to wash his hands.

Ye Qingran saw it, and immediately went to wash his hands.

Yun Qianyue looked at the duo and silently, but a helper could hurry up, and she didn't care if the duo could wrap it up. As long as you can put the stuffing inside, you can cook it. She is not demanding.

Rong Feng and Ye Qingran quickly washed their hands and came to help. The gift of talent was not covered. Yun Qianyue looked at the dumplings that the two had made as she actually did better than Ling Lian and Yi Xue, and couldn't help but feel sad. Why are most of the best chefs in the world mostly men? This is not unreasonable! You can get a glimpse from these two people. What's more, there is a person who can cook hibiscus and fish in the house. It is conceivable that if Rong Jing shot, it would certainly be good, even better.

With two more people, efficiency is naturally fast. The kitchen was full of heat for a time, so it didn't make sense.

After an hour, several large lids were covered with wrapped dumplings, Ye Qingran volunteered to cook the dumplings, and Rong Feng was pulled down to help. After robbing Ms. Zhao's work, Ms. Zhao prepared a few dishes of light side dishes as Yun Qingyue said, listening to the snow and rain.

Yun Qianyue left Linglian and Yixue out of the small kitchen, it was already dark, and a bright moon climbed into the air. Yin Huipu shone down, brightly lit the earth. The sweet-scented osmanthus in the courtyard catered to the moonlight, exuding a soft halo.

Linglian and Yixue Zhaoyun Qianyue instructed to set up tables, chairs and soft couches under the laurel trees in the courtyard, and put melons, wine, etc.

Yun Qianyue walked back to the room and saw that Rong Jing had already woken up and was looking out from the bed. There was no palm light in the house, and the moonlight came in from the lattice window of Huansha. Under the hazy moonlight, his jade face was more like a picture scroll, and he was very beautiful and elegant. She was momentarily infatuated.

"Done?" Rong Jingxiao looked at Yun Qianyue and asked aloud, his voice soft.

Yun Qianyue woke up and walked to the bed in a few steps. He stretched out his hand and held his hand with a cheerful tone, "Go, eat dumplings!"

On this night, King Yun's house was brightly lit, with a large number of people at home in front, but the atmosphere was dull.

As for the light dinner in the small area, there is no difference between the master and the servant. The dumplings are put on the table. Yun Qingyue greets everyone in the light moon court to eat together. Mother Zhao, Tingxue, Tingyu and others began to shake their heads in fright. Later, under Yun Qingyue's toughness, Rong Jingqian gave a command, and everyone sat down on the table tremblingly. At first everyone was very cautious, and then slowly let go, the atmosphere was relaxed, and the laughter and laughter continued for a while, and it was particularly lively.

During the banquet, Ye Qingran naturally scorned Rong Jing from head to toe, saying nothing more than a weak word.

The dinner was held until the middle of the month before the genius left. Ye Qingran drank a lot of wine, and staggered out of the Qingyue Pavilion. Rong Feng didn’t drink much from Ye Qingran. He was not worried about Ye Qingran going back to his house. He followed him and sent him back to Prince De Mansion .

Rong Jing was seriously injured and could not drink alcohol naturally. Yun Qingyue had been drinking medicine. Rong Feng had prescribed half a month of decoction period. He naturally could not drink alcohol. Therefore, after the two had dispersed, they were not drunk and sleepy, so they snuggled up on the lounge chairs in the courtyard to enjoy the moon.

The courtyard was quiet, the breeze was blowing, and the osmanthus was fragrant. Both of them were contaminated with the scent of osmanthus, which was refreshing.

Yun Qianyue looked up in the air with a long face, looked at it for a long time, and asked Rong Jing, "Have you heard of the story of Chang'e flying to the moon?"

Rong Jing shook his head, "No!"

"What about the top ten ancient legends? Have you never heard of them?" Yun Qianyue asked suspiciously.

Rong Jing shook his head again, "No!"

"Then I will tell you about it!" Yun Qianyue withdrew his eyes from the air and looked at Rongjing.

"Huh!" Rong Jing responded.

Yun Qingyue thought for a while and said, "When it comes to this story, you should listen to a poem first. The author of this poem is called Li Shangyin. The mica screen is deep in the shadow of the candle, and the long river gradually falls. Hyosung sinks. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, Qinghai Qingtianyeyexin."

"Li Shangyin?" Rong Jing raised an eyebrow.

"Li Shangyin, Yishan Mountain, Yuxisheng and Fan Nansheng. Late Tang poets." Yun Qianyue briefly introduced.

Nod at the attraction, no longer ask.

Yun Qianyue spoke slowly, "It is said that a long time ago, when Hou Yi went to the mountains to hunt, he met Chang'e under a laurel tree, and the two used the laurel tree as a medium to form a husband and wife. In the era of Emperor Yao, heaven appeared Ten suns scorched the crops, roasted the dead trees and plants, and the people lost food. At the same time, ravens, chisel teeth, nine infants, strong winds, Feng Ji, snake repairs, etc. also began to harm the people. So Emperor Yao ordered Hou Yi to chisel The tooth was executed in the wild of Chouhua, killing Nine Infants on the fierce water, defeating the strong wind to the Qingqiuzhize, shooting for ten days, killing Yunqi, cutting the snake to the Dongting, and catching the seal in Sanglin豨. Wanmin rejoiced, embracing Dai Yao as the emperor. Later, Hou Yi got the immortal medicine from the Queen Mother of West and gave it to Chang'e for safekeeping. When Feng Meng heard about it, he went to steal it, and if the theft was not successful, Chang'e would be harmed. The immortal medicine flew to the sky. Due to the inability to leave Hou Yi, Chang'e stayed in Guanghan Palace of the Moon. The Guanghan Palace was very lonely, so he urged Wu Gang to cut down the laurel tree and let the jade rabbit pound the medicine. Back to the world to reunite with Hou Yi. Hou Yi heard that Chang'e was desperate to live after she ran to the moon. The mother of the moon was moved by the two sincerely, so she allowed Chang'e to meet with Yi under the laurel tree every year on the full moon day."

"Shouldn't Chang'e regret stealing the elixir?" Rong Jing was puzzled.

"This is a version, and there is another version! It's not about stealing every Mengmeng, but was secretly eaten by Chang'e! It flew to the Guanghan Palace." Yun Qingyue smiled and said: "I'd rather be the first A version. The husband and wife are deeply affectionate, how can one person steal the longevity medicine and leave another person?"

The scenic spot nodded and took Yun Qingyue to his arms, "Yes. I also think it is the first."

Yun Qianyue turned around, looked at Rong Jing's jade face under the moonlight, and said seriously: "Rong Jing, let's talk!"

"What are you talking about?" Rong Jing looked down at Yun Qianyue.

"Looking at you falling in front of me today, I thought, no one is as important as you. You have taken root and sprouted in my heart. No one else can make me feel as painful as that moment. So, if you don’t like me walking too close to Ye Qingran, Rong Feng, Leng Shaozhuo and others, then I will try my best in the future..." Yun Qianyue pursed her lips, and seemed to speak after a lot of thought.