After being reborn, being alone as a queen

The food box was thrown out and fell to the ground, the lid flew far away, the dishes inside were also broken, and the food was scattered all over the floor.

That was the first time Song Huaian saw his "savior" after waking up

Although he is still young, he can hardly hide his handsome face. If this person is a painting, then his face must be drawn by the most skilled painter in the world, his eyelashes are the best crow feathers, and his pupils are the best ink Embellished, the lips are like phlox blooming in March.

The little prince stood where he was, looking at the face that was so thin that it was almost out of shape, and smiled slightly.

Song Huaian's heart skipped a beat, and the hand that closed the door paused slightly, the strangeness was fleeting.

砰

With the sound of closing the door, everyone was shut out again.

Xiao Muxiu swept the mess on the ground and said, "Clean up everything here. Since he really doesn't want to eat, then he won't give it away."

All the palace people on the ground looked bewildered

These days, His Royal Highness has given orders that no matter what method is used, the little prince in the house must be fed.

Now His Royal Highness the Crown Prince suddenly said that there is no need to give it away, and he was quite surprised.

Song Huaian nestled in the room, with his ears pressed against the door, listening carefully to the movement outside, when he heard this sentence, self-mockery flashed in his eyes.

again showing a little dazed

The day flew by, and the yard was quiet except for the chirping of insects.

The door opening sound of "squeak" is particularly obvious in the silent night

Song Huaian first revealed a dark eye from the crack of the door, scanned the courtyard, and found that none of the palace talents slipped out in peace.

During these days, Mu Xiu discovered that the child picked up halfway probably suffered too much outside, and was extremely sensitive, as long as any palace servant wanted to get close to him to serve him, he would beat and kick him.

Mu Xiu was worried that he would be too emotional and easily hurt himself in an irrational situation

Here in Xiyuan, there are only a few sweeping maids who clean the yard and trim flowers and plants during the day, and a few more people will be assigned to serve three meals a day, and only one or two will stay in Xiyuan at night, in case Song Huai'an ordered.

Song Huaian was well aware of all this.

Because whether it was his resistance to the palace people or his insanity, he showed it deliberately, and the purpose was not to be watched.

The small body was hidden in the night and slipped to the other side of the Eastern Palace.

From being empty at the beginning to seeing palace people holding lanterns everywhere.

Song Huaian guessed that he had left Xiyuan

I heard that the palace people who came and went were idle and gossiping, this place seems to be Dongyuan, and the noble and incomparable Crown Prince seems to live here during the day.

Unexpectedly, he would sneak here, he became more and more cautious, and he couldn't help breathing a little lighter

The storyteller in the restaurant often said some stories about the royal family. He heard too much. In Song Huaian's view, the royal family is not a good person. No matter what they do, they have plans.

At the beginning, rolling down the hillside was a gamble of one's life. If you are lucky, you win the bet. You can't waste the life you finally got back in the palace.

Before leaving, he had to pack some food to take away. In order to pretend to be a little bit, he really didn't eat any water or rice for several days.

But where is the kitchen in this place?

He went around for a long time but couldn't find it. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a fire not far ahead, and followed the light source.

It was a room with candles dancing, and two shadows reflected on the windows.

Song Huaian poked open the window paper, and saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, whom he had only seen during the day, with his sleeves rolled up and his back turned in his direction. back.

A little eunuch followed behind him and said, "Your Highness, forgive me for speaking bluntly, that child is so ignorant of good and bad, why do you treat him like this! In the end, who remembers your kindness!"

Song Huai'an was very familiar with the voice of this little eunuch. It seemed that he was the one who prevented His Highness the Crown Prince from saving him in the official way.

Mu Xiu concentrated on what he was doing, without raising his head, he said: "If everyone in this world expects themselves to be nice to others, then others will have to remember it forever, and be grateful, so what's the point?"

The voice is gentle, but every word resounds in Song Huaian's heart, his eyes slightly widen

The little eunuch was furious and stomped his feet: "Your Highness! You are prevaricating the servant with the principles that these servants don't understand! The servant loves you very much. If you let the empress know that you cook for a wild boy of unknown origin, aren't you afraid that the empress will be angry? ? You are the crown prince of Nanchu! What are you planning!"

Song Huaian clenched his fingers slightly, feeling particularly shocked. Why?

After hearing the little eunuch's words, Xiao Muxiu only paused for a moment, and said: "I just think that it's not that he doesn't want to eat, but that he's not used to the big fish and meat in the palace, so I just want to make some snacks for him. This peach blossom cake is widely spread among the people, and the recipe was taught to me by my mother."

The little eunuch was half dead with anger, but he had no choice but to fight with him.

Song Huaian lowered his eyes lightly, and stood outside the window for a long time, until the little prince's pastries were almost out of the pan before turning around and leaving.

Heh, who wants to eat what you made...

……

After burning a stick of incense, Song Huaian lay on the bed in Xiyuan, staring at the top of the bed with his eyes wide open, when he heard the slight sound of footsteps.

The door was gently pushed open, the moon was extremely bright that night, and most of the room was brightly reflected through the window lattice and the gate.

The man entered the room by the moonlight, the crown prince who seemed to have stepped out of a painting, at this moment, seemed more like an exiled immortal.

It seems that the next second will be floating away on the bright moonlight

He didn't light a candle, and held a bowl and plate of cakes in his hand. He approached the bed by the moonlight, smiled beautifully and said, "Would you like to try it? Peach Blossom Cake, I made it myself."

Song Huaian glanced at him, but said nothing.

The little prince saw his dark moist eyes glanced at him under the moonlight, and was afraid that he would quickly move away, and said with a smile: "Aren't you hungry?"

"I... Goo..."

Just as Song Huaian was about to answer 'not hungry', his stomach twitched and protested because he hadn't eaten for a long time

In a quiet environment, the movement is not small

The little prince passed his hand in front of him again, as if coaxing a child: "Even if you're not hungry, why don't you eat?"

Song Huaian sat up slowly, hesitated for a long time, then stretched out his hand to twist a piece, and took a light bite.

The little prince looked at him closely, even though he was very restrained, Song Huai'an still noticed the anxiety in his eyes, and couldn't help thinking to himself, could it be that I was the first person to eat something made by him himself?

After he finished eating the first piece, Mu Xiu said, "How does it taste?"

Song Huaian grabbed another piece and stuffed it into his mouth, saying in a low voice, "It's not tasty at all, it's too hard, and...so sweet that my teeth will fall out."

The young man who buried his mother's body with his own hands and never shed a single tear secretly wet his eyes at this moment.

It turns out that in this world, not only relatives whose blood is thicker than water will treat you well

So will strangers who meet by chance.

Xiao Muxiu blushed, and scratched her hair: "Is it very sweet? I remember not putting too much sugar."

Song Huaian lowered his eyes and ate quickly, lest the other party notice his gradually blurred vision

Xiao Muxiu looked at him, the corners of his lips curved: "Are you starving? Eat slowly, don't choke."

Song Huaian ate several pieces in a row, his cheeks were bulging

The softened style of the phoenix eyes at the end of the eyes has already been slightly seen when he was ten years old.

With his permission, Xiao Muxiu sat on the edge of the bed, watched him eat six or seven yuan, and when he was about to reach out to take another piece, he grabbed his hand: "Wait, I'll pour you a glass of water. "

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Just now he was clamoring to eat the peach blossom cakes, but now the peach blossom cakes were delivered to him, but he lay motionless on the bed

Mu Xiu sneered: "What? Don't eat? Can't pretend anymore?"

Xie Jin glanced at him, didn't speak, went to the bedside and reached for a piece, took a bite and chewed slowly.

The dim sum made by the imperial dining room in the palace is small and delicate, but also delicious.

Thinking about His Highness's masterpiece back then, not to mention the ugly shape, it was as hard as a rock.

But why doesn't it feel as delicious as that one?

Could it be that the palace has changed cooks?

The author has something to say: Some readers asked why the prince had found out that there was something else hidden about the prime minister's death and why the emperor didn't suspect it

I will explain it here

It’s not that His Majesty doesn’t doubt it, nor can it be found, but the point of view in the text is Xie Jin, Xie Jin is Song Huai’an, but His Majesty doesn’t know, it’s impossible for him to let Xie Jin know what he is doing in private, what he is investigating, what he has found…

So it's not that I forgot, it's that I haven't used that foreshadowing

We talked about love earlier, so please don’t take your brains.

It’s best not to bring it later, read novels, just sweet