Chapter 427: ravioli


"Wait." Feng Xuanche was not at ease after all, but if she followed, Chun'er was afraid that she would not be happy, so she could only tell Wang Chuan, "Let Mingying prepare more clothes, and she must be personally protected!"
"Don't worry!" Wang Chuan bowed and retired, Feng Xuanche stood by the window, the warm winter sun fell on his body through the mottled branches, and his heart was finally slightly translucent after a few days of haze.
Hearing the noise behind him, knowing that Xue Ning was back, Feng Xuan was so angry that he didn't fight out. When he saw Xue Ning, he thought that the dispute between him and Chun'er was because he was talking too much.
"The emperor, I have to break my leg in the past two days. This kind of errand of investigating the palace ladies can be handed over to any secret guard. I must go personally!"
Xue Ning didn't know that Feng Xuanche was still angry about that day. After a few more complaints, he heard the man with an unexplained smile and said: "Today Chun'er is out of the palace, you personally protect her, so you can't let a glitch. ."
The streets in winter are always very lively, noisy streets, hawkers, steaming noodles, crystal clear sugar haws, Du Xuechun puts down the curtains, and the gloomy mood of a few days is also wiped out in this environment.
"Sister, you finally laughed!" With a bowl of hot wontons in his hand, Wang Chuan opened the curtain and prepared to pass it to Du Xuechun. Seeing her smile, he felt a little more fond of Feng Xuanche.
"Niangniang, try it quickly. I have long heard that the mother-in-law at the end of the Erli Alley in the capital is making ravioli. I asked Wang Chuan to wait for a long time before buying it." Mingying sat in the carriage with Du Xuechun. The wontons delivered by Wang Chuan only smelled sweet.
I haven't had any appetite for the past few days. At this time, when I smelled the aroma of wontons, Du Xuechun's stomach grunted for no reason, and his face turned red. After patting his stomach twice, he took the bowl and said, "Why, you also smell it. The smell is so greedy since childhood."
Mingying laughed for a long time, and finally sneered after hearing this, "Isn't the empress spoiled."
Listening to the laughter in the car, Wangchuan scratched his head and smiled, throwing a peanut into his mouth. The world said that the palace is good, but only those who have been in know how much they desire outside the palace wall. life.
After a bowl of hot wontons, Du Xuechun's face finally turned a little ruddy after being pale for a few days. After a while, the carriage stopped and Wang Chuan said, "Sister, here it is!"
With Mingying's support, Du Xuechun slowly got out of the carriage, and the vermillion gate was greeted by the red door. The two little stone lions on the side were doing playful movements, which made people laugh.
A plaque hangs high above the door, and the letter "Plum Garden" is written with strong and powerful handwriting. Anyone who reads it must stop and praise.
Du Xuechun recognized Feng Xuanche's handwriting at a glance, and when he saw the word Meiyuan, he remembered the question about Wangchuan that day. He felt warm in his heart, forgetting about the previous harem, only thinking between her and Feng Xuanche. All sorts, it seems that there is no such despair.
It's just that she was pregnant with a child and her mind was fragile. She knew Feng Xuan's hardships that day, but she just asked the end. This ended up unhappy, and she couldn't help feeling that she was a person who has lived for two lives. It's so naive, it's ridiculous.
"Sister, don't you go in and have a look?" Wang Chuan swallowed, and this time he went out of the palace, he hid his sister and brought her to the plum garden that the emperor ordered him to carefully prepare. I don't know if my sister likes it, see Du Xue Chunyi When he got off the carriage, he stopped, and there was no expression on his face, Wang Chuan's heart was straight.
Du Xuechun nodded, passing by the stone lion, Mingying touched it curiously, "Manny, look, this little lion is really naive, and there is a stone ball in his mouth!"
Du Xuechun also liked it tightly. After watching the past, Wang Chuan grinned, can sister Xindao discover this first surprise?
Sure enough, I heard Du Xuechun mutter in a short while, "Chun'er's House..."
It turned out that a line of small characters was engraved on the stone ball in the little lion's mouth, which was exactly what Du Xuechun had pronounced. Du Xuechun couldn't help but feel sour at the thought that Feng Xuanche could prepare this surprise so carefully during his busy schedule.
"Sister, are you upset? Blame Wang Chuan for his own opinion!" Wang Chuan said with his head drooping.
Mingying knew that Du Xuechun was more moved, so she squeezed her eyes at Wangchuan, handed Du Xuechun a veil, and said, "Manny, it's cold outside, why don't we go in and take a look?"
"Yeah." Du Xuechun wiped the wet corners of his eyes, and a few people walked in. Xue Ning stood on his hind feet in front of the little lion, muttering a word: "Okay, Feng Xuan Che, there are ways to coax his wife, but the pavilion master has worked hard! "
As soon as he entered the plum garden, it was another scene. There were no carved columns, and the white plum blossoms came into the eye. At this time, it was the season of plum blossoms. Du Xuechun only felt a cold plum blossom scent piercing into his nose. go with.
The troubles in the world, as if washed away, Du Xuechun walked gently into the plum garden. Today she is wearing a white fox fur, her hair is simply rolled up, only a little vermilion between her lips, and her back is straightened, like a branch in the plum garden. The plum blossomed proudly, Mingying and Wangchuan were stunned to see, and even their breath was afraid of disturbing the beauty.
Suddenly, Mingying was immediately alert. Not long after, she saw Feng Xuanche stepping over the back wall in black clothes, waving his hands to the two of them, and beckoning him not to make a sound.
The two understood, and withdrew softly. At this time, only Du Xuechun and Feng Xuanche were left in the garden.
"You are here." Du Xuechun paused, brought a bunch of branches to front of him, sniffed the fragrance, and said: "I guessed you would come a long time ago."
Feng Xuanche walked quickly to Du Xuechun's side. He hadn't seen him for a few days. His heart was anxious. He squeezed Du Xuechun into his arms. The clear fragrance of plum blossoms and the unique taste of Du Xuechun made Feng Xuanche feel a bit tired for many days. Stable.
"Chun'er, I did something wrong and I don't know how to face you." There was a little grievance in his tone.
Du Xuechun didn't struggle, she didn't know how, but she was in the deep palace and had no choice but to do anything.
The two of them didn't speak, so this moment of quietly embracing each other is worth cherishing. How many times can one emperor and one queen have such a relaxing time for relaxation?
A few petals fell on Du Xuechun's hair, Feng Xuanche raised his hand and gently stroked him, Du Xuechun raised his head, there was a lot of tenderness in his eyes, like the same Wang Shentan, Feng Xuanche was deeply trapped in it, unable to extricate himself.
"Chun'er..." Feng Xuan murmured.
"Yeah." Du Xuechun blinked, and Feng Xuanche's kiss fell out of nowhere, as if to melt all the thoughts of the past few days in this plum garden.
After staying with Du Xuechun for a long time, Feng Xuanche had to go back to the palace to deal with affairs. Du Xuechun also understood, after all, how the king of a country can be lazy and playful.
"You have fun, I sent Xue Ning to protect him secretly. The master of Shuiyue Pavilion is strong and no one can hurt you." Feng Xuanche raised his hand and sorted out the broken hair in Du Xuechun's ear, "Go back earlier. I know you don’t like the palace, but the harem doesn’t have you."
"The queen's harem has three thousand beauties. Even if there are no concubines, I am afraid that I will not be lonely. I am afraid that it is not the real idea of ​​the emperor to say so hesitantly?"
The two finally resolved their happy knot, the previous dissatisfaction was wiped out, and even the feelings became stronger. At this time, they got along as if returning to those days in Jiangnan. Hearing this, Du Xuechun could not help teasing.
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