After I traveled through the book, I was spoiled by five little villains

"Why are you here?"

Qin Yaoguang leaned over and kissed the pink little ball. Yan Jinyang, who was wearing a light green spring outfit, was so chubby and really adorable.

"Mother, can't you smell it? It smells so good."

Yan Jinyang blinked doubtfully, his big eyes like black glass full of confusion.

Of course Qin Yaoguang smelled it.

She smelled a familiar scent while the two brothers were still outside the door.

Now I'm just joking and playing with him.

However, when she turned around and saw Yan Shiyan's expectant eyes, she immediately became serious.

She asked with a smile in her eyes: "Brother Yan, have you prepared the pot-crusted potatoes I want to eat?"

Gu Yu was leading people to set up the meal. She stepped forward to take the food box from Yan Shiyan's hand and said with a smile, "The master was just talking about it, and the third young master just happened to come."

She put the food box away and took out a plate of crispy rice potatoes made from an open thin-walled white porcelain dish.

Potatoes are not a table-top food.

Especially in the Princess's Mansion, where people eat fine food and never tire of eating delicate meat, how could potatoes ever find a place?

But the dish in front of you, with golden and crispy potatoes sprinkled with juicy green onions and mixed with bright red peppers, exudes a mouth-watering aroma.

As soon as Qin Yaoguang smelled the scent, she became extremely greedy.

Facts have proved that as long as you work hard, you can eat the popular snacks that are available on modern streets even if you travel back to ancient times.

Although she only drew the recipe, who could blame her for having such a filial and good child like Yan Shiyan?

Get things done as soon as they are said to, and their efficiency is extremely high.

Not long after, the cooked potatoes were brought to her.

"Come on, come on, sit down."

Qin Yaoguang smiled so hard that her teeth were exposed and she extended her hand to the two brothers, "Since you are here, let's have dinner together."

Guyu was very considerate and brought up bowls and chopsticks for both of them.

In fact, they had already eaten a lot when Yan Shiyan was frying potatoes and grilling lamb skewers, so they were not hungry at all at this moment.

But since it was my mother who invited me, I naturally agreed with pleasure.

Yan Jinyang happily climbed onto the chair closest to Qin Yaoguang and seriously instructed her how to eat.

"Mother, take a small bite and taste it first. Although it is not hot when we bring it over, the outside is very burnt and the inside is very soft..."

The sweet little girl keeps chattering.

Qin Yaoguang responded and stretched out his chopsticks impatiently.

The sweetness of the potatoes and the richness of their starch were thoroughly brought out during the frying process, intertwined with the crispy skin, awakening her dormant memories.

Ah, that’s the taste!

Qin Yaoguang closed her mouth contentedly, feeling the taste spreading in her mouth. This was the taste of happiness.

Yan Shiyan held the chopsticks in his hand, but he had no intention of eating. He just secretly glanced at Qin Yaoguang.

Seeing that his mother looked satisfied, he withdrew his gaze and picked up a piece of food with chopsticks.

The rice crusted potatoes were very filling, and Qin Yaoguang ate most of them in one breath and could not eat any other food.

After eating a few more crystal shrimps, she put down her chopsticks and gave the almost untouched food to the servants.

After rinsing his mouth, Qin Yaoguang smiled and said, "Our Brother Yan is becoming more and more capable. When we go out for an outing in a few days, the pottery wok will be handed over to you. Prepare more food so that we can grill together."

"Okay, mother."

Yan Shiyan responded softly, with a faint smile on his face.

This is exactly what he wants.

As the sky gradually darkened, Yan Jinyang was reluctant to leave: "Mother, why can my elder brother come to pay his respects to you, but we can't?"

He pulled the corner of Qin Yaoguang's sleeve, shook it slightly and acted like a spoiled child: "My son also wants to see his mother every day."

Qin Yaoguang was a little surprised.

Modern life has left such a deep mark on her that even though she has basically integrated into Dajing and assumed the responsibilities of the eldest princess, she is still accustomed to using modern thinking in the details of life.

For example, regarding the matter of "paying respects", she doesn't think that letting the children pay their respects to her early in the morning is filial piety.

Visiting parents every morning and evening is a custom in wealthy families.

But in her opinion, not only would it make the child run back and forth, but it would also cause her to lose her freedom.

With this time, why not do something else?

There is absolutely no need for this.

Whether it is the children's filial piety or her love for her children, they are all emotions that come from the heart. When encountering problems, she will naturally protect them and does not care about these external forms.

When Yan Jinyang asked her, she realized that children actually had such psychological needs.

Forgive her for not having raised a child, she indeed neglected it.

"Xiao Wu," she supported her hands on her knees, bent down and looked at Yan Jinyang with a smile, "You don't have to come and pay your respects every day, but if you miss your mother, just come directly."

Yan Jinyang obviously didn't expect that he could gain such great benefits just by speaking out his inner thoughts.

For a moment, I was stunned.

Qin Yaoguang felt both distressed and amused when watching this. Once a child who lacks love gets love, he will cherish it more than anyone else.

"Not just you, all of you."

Qin Yaoguang stood up straight, looked at Yan Shiyan and said, "You are all my children, and mother also wants to see you grow up well."

"Great!"

Yan Jinyang was the first to cheer.

A smile appeared in Yan Shiyan's eyes, and all the coldness and aloofness on his body faded away, and his whole temperament became softer.

For the first time, the extreme and stubborn young man felt as gentle as jade.

As night fell, the sky and the earth were covered with an increasingly dark blue-black hue, and the lights began to light up one after another.

The entire capital city was at its busiest night.

Yan Changqing rode his horse into the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion and disappeared from people's sight.

In a place where no one could see him, he quickly changed into a set of clothes worn by a guard, put on a helmet and held his sword, and left the mansion behind a group of guards.

All in all, it took no more than a quarter of an hour.

The entire process did not require any special instructions from him. The guards of the Duke's Mansion acted as if they had not seen him and everything went on as usual.

Obviously, this is not the first time they have done this, and they have complete tacit understanding.

After leaving the Duke's Mansion, he is now just an ordinary guard and no one is following him anymore.

Yan Changqing walked into a clothing shop in broad daylight, and when he came out from the back door, he changed into the most common clothes for men in the capital, and went straight to the Grand Tutor's Mansion.

A plaque with the words "Xie Mansion" in gold on a red background hangs quietly at the gate, low-key yet arrogant.

Yan Changqing passed by the plaque, his lowered eyes deep and dangerous.

He walked to the side door, where someone was already waiting for him.

The courtyard is deep and secluded, with a new scene at every step.

It is not the extravagant style of princes and nobles, nor is it brightly lit, but the courtyard is full of the elegance that belongs only to an aristocratic family.

Every light is placed at just the right spot.

"Young master, our master is waiting for you in the study room in front." The servant leading the way made a gesture, asking him to continue forward.

Yan Changqing nodded slightly and walked slowly.

When I walked to the door of the study, I smelled a faint scent of powder.