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The longevity noodles cooked by the imperial chef in the imperial dining room look the same as those made by commoners outside the palace, but the taste is worlds apart.

The noodle soup is stewed with young chickens raised in the palace garden. Not to mention the tenderness of the meat, the chickens that have been pecking at the lake to find the best tribute rice from the two states every day since breaking out of the shell do not have the peculiar smell of ordinary poultry. The garden is spacious There are no barriers, and internal officials often drive them away with whips, so that the stewed chicken is fat and lean.It is supplemented with scallions and ginger slices to remove fishy smell and star anise wolfberry for nourishment. It is served in a large casserole made by Qingzhou official kiln, and someone is watching over the fire from time to time.

A long and unbroken string of noodles is curled up at the bottom of the celadon bowl, and the fragrant noodle soup will spread over the upper half of the noodles, and the finely chopped xuelihong is hidden in it.After a long journey, the waiter put it in an exquisite food box, and covered it with a thick layer of yellow velvet felt, and hurriedly rushed to the ground, at least the taste weakened after a while.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Rou Ke carefully mixed the noodles, evenly mixed the noodle soup, and handed it to An Ning with shining eyes.

Even a fool and a lunatic would yell and beg for food when she was hungry, but An Ning would not, she was always like a banished fairy who fell from the sky, she had no desires or desires, unless someone put food in front of her, otherwise she would never beg for food. Will take the initiative to order people to pass meals.

Rou Ke felt that An Ning's figure and eyebrows had grown a lot, but she was also much thinner.She knew that no matter how she told her when she left Beijing, how she managed to save money, these servants who are full of minds and see what people say, and ghosts and nonsense can do things well, and they will be without conscience.Three points is easy to say, but how easy is it?As the saying goes, there is no filial son for a long time, and the care and love day after day will wear down the patience of the relatives. How can a slave who only wants money and position be so heartless in the face of such a so-called master who has lost the protection of his elders and lost his love and sex? Serve with even one ounce of sincerity?

An Ning's ten fingertips were covered with medicine and wrapped in a layer of gauze, which made it quite inconvenient to use chopsticks.

Seeing the two silver chopsticks fluttering restlessly between An Ning's fingers, her eyes staring straight at the bowl almost burst into flames, not to mention the smooth noodles, even if the noodles are red in snow Didn't catch half a grain.

"Sister Rouke, hello, okay?"

Rou Ke didn't say "Sister Rou Ke, hello you", but "Sister Rou Ke, hello you".She can never forget that when she was a child, when giving banquets in the palace with seasonal solar terms, An Ning, the meat doll carved out of jade, always timidly hid behind her mother and concubine. Staring at each other speechlessly for a long time, he finally whispered, "There are too many older sisters in my family, I can't remember how to call them...", causing everyone to laugh in unison.

An Ning was stunned for a while, then withdrew her eyes from the longevity face, glanced fixedly at Rou Ke, and murmured ignorantly and ignorantly: "Rou Ke... Sister... Hey me..."

The intermittent voice, like a child learning to speak, hit the softest part of Rou Ke's heart. She hurriedly held back the sourness in her nose, took another pair of silver chopsticks, carried the bowl, and smiled sweetly: "Good boy, An Ning, how could you?" do you remember me?"

It's been three years, and another three years... I vaguely remember the last time I saw An Ning three years ago, she was still small, wearing a long and thick cloak, and she seemed to understand at the gate of the palace. Wave goodbye to yourself.

There was no need to cool it down, and the fragrant longevity noodles were fed into An Ning's mouth, and she ate them obediently, not a single inch of a long noodle was broken.

Rou Ke scooped up a few more spoonfuls of noodle soup, smiled gratifiedly while feeding her, and said, "We are at peace, we will surely live a long life."

Little tears were stubbornly embedded in the gentle and soft eyes, and even the tiny mole under the owner's eyes entered Tangci's eyes through the pearl and jade curtain. He hesitated between An Ning and Rou Ke, his eyes were extremely complicated.

With a sinking heart, Tang Ci lifted the curtain and entered with a faint smile: "As expected of the chef serving the emperor's royal family, I can smell the smell from a distance."

Rou Ke took a towel from the copper basin next to her, and wiped the oil stains at the corners of her mouth carefully for An Ning.Hearing the words, he turned his face to the side, his eyes lingered on Tangci's right cheek for a moment, and then he smiled lightly and said, "What did Master Tang say, have you never tasted the craftsmanship of the imperial dining room?"

Tangci's heart was startled suddenly, and he turned his head away guiltily to meditate for a while, but didn't hold back even half a sentence that was appropriate to the situation.

"Master Tang is blushing and out of breath again?" Rou Ke put down the towel, walked to the desk, took out a box of ointment from the wooden grid, and walked towards Tang Ci, whose face was even more blush, "Buddhist Day on the eighth day of April , All officials in the capital, regardless of their rank, are given a feast by the Holy Majesty, and they can taste and appreciate it without fail. I just questioned whether you have not tasted the craftsmanship of the imperial dining room because of this, why are you so frightened?"

Tang Ci coughed softly, and even though he turned his head, he still didn't dare to look directly at Rou Ke, and only slightly bowed in a humble gesture: "The imperial dining room is for the imperial use, how dare I presume to presume? Banquets and internal banquets, giving banquets is a matter of the outer court, and it is the affairs of Guanglu Temple, so what I said is not false."

Rou Ke stared directly at the gauze hat on her head, and murmured in her heart: I'm dumb.

Previously, Tang Ci wanted to clean the wound and apply medicine for An Ning, but she was half coaxed and half pushed, and finally pulled her into the room, and finally cleaned the wound and the mud and sand stains between her fingers, but she suddenly started Angry, she greeted Tang Ci's face with her teeth and claws like a wounded beast. Tang Ci didn't dare to stop her by force, and she was reluctant to push her to the ground. Although she tried her best to dodge her right face, the edge of her digging the soil was extremely uneven. His nails scratched a few fine marks.

"An Ning is not as crazy and stupid as rumored outside, but she is very resistant to having too much intimate contact with others. You can take your time next time, don't act too hastily, or you will hurt yourself." Rou Ke in the copper basin Li washed his hands clean, rubbed a little ointment on his fingertips to warm it up, and wanted to apply medicine to Tang Ci.

Seeing this, Tang Ci hurriedly took a step back, and declined, "How can a princess be condescending for a minister with a daughter of gold. Furthermore—there is a difference between men and women."

Before the words were finished, a burst of coolness slowly flowed across the entire right cheek along the few thin marks, and with the careful and thoughtful hand massage, the coolness gradually turned into warmth and there were two or three inexplicable throbbing, even... …over the body.

"All the servants and servants in the palace have been screened out. Apart from An Ning, it's just you and me. What concerns do you have?" Rou Ke paused, looked at Tang Ci with her head down and her face flushed with crimson again, with a smirk on her lips, "What's more, is there a difference between men and women?"

Today, from the first moment he met Rou Ke, Tangci felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart, wondering if she was a little different from the past due to the over-detailed details of her words and deeds that made him rack his brains?

At this time, he even had the thought of running away, but seeing her gentle and delicate eyes, his feet seemed to be rooted, and he couldn't move anymore.

"Princess...what did the princess say?" Tang Ci swallowed, his fingers clenched the official robe tightly, and he forgot to refuse Rou Ke to apply medicine for him again, his voice was trembling even though he tried his best to suppress it , "Could it be that you are like others, seeing how different the appearance of the minister is from ordinary men, so you think you are smart enough to regard the minister as a woman? Ding Yongchang, the principal of this year's test, does not have the courage to deceive the Holy Majesty."

Rou Ke looked very innocent, she chuckled lightly: "Did I ever say something? It made Mr. Tang blush and make a long speech."

Tang Ci stood up with a tense face, bowed and cupped his hands and said, "Since the grace of the Holy Majesty has arrived, I can't stay for a long time, so I take my leave."

She took a last look at An Ning, who had changed into clean clothes and hid in a corner playing with the new gadgets brought by Rou Ke, and then walked out quickly.

Tang Ci walked fast, with the cold wind whizzing past his ears, followed by the sound of kicking footsteps that followed closely behind him.

She was very upset when she heard it, she bit her lip and told herself not to stop and turn around, but she couldn't help turning her neck slightly calmly, and glanced around a little, and saw the person behind her holding a delicate The corners of the cumbersome skirt followed closely, and almost tripped to the ground several times in a hurry.

With a sound of "bang--", Tang Ci's footsteps stopped for a moment, and then moved forward again.

Another extremely pretentious "Ouch--", Tang Ci slightly closed his eyes, and silently scolded himself and Rou Ke severely in his heart.

Rou Ke sat on the ground, hugging her right ankle tightly with both hands, touching and rubbing up and down, her smooth and white forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and her bright red lips were bitten to the point of loss of blood, just looking at her appearance, she looked even better than that. The cry of pain is real.

Looking at the thin back squatting down and facing her, Rou Ke's nose felt sore again.If it is said that before entering the palace, Wang An, who had some friendship with the boss of Zhenbaozhai, said something to him intentionally to please him, which made him three-point suspicious. Four minutes ago, when he sprained his ankle and deliberately raised his voice, Tang Ci, who was fleeing in panic, turned around softly, but the suspicion turned into a sense of peace of mind.

I don't know how Caitang Ci found the way out of the palace gate just now, there is not even a maid on duty in the long corridor.

Tangci was walking back with Rouke on his back, clenching his teeth like a loyal minister who would fight to the death and refuse to join the rebel army, Ren Rouke was urging in his ear.

"The pearls that Ryukyu Island paid tribute back then will be refined into chains, one for you, one for me, and one for An Ning." Rou Ke's brows and eyes were full of smiles, "An Ning's was gone a few years ago, maybe it was It was snatched by those slaves. Your Midsummer was broken last year, and my Jixia is broken this year, but they have a much better understanding than you and me."

Tang Ci pursed her lips tightly and said nothing, knowing how the matter was revealed.

"Yongjia...I should have guessed it was yours, I'm so stupid, am I?" Rou Ke smiled self-deprecatingly.

Tang Ci's footsteps were slightly slow, and she was really tired after walking such a distance with Rou Ke on her back. She took a few breaths, and said stubbornly with the corners of her mouth tight: "My surname is Tang's name."

"Okay, Tang Ci." Rou Ke tightly wrapped her arms around Tang Ci's neck, snuggled up to her ear, and the heat from her breath made Tang Ci tremble slightly.

Seeing two guards standing on the long street in front of him from a distance, Tang Ci walked to the wall, put Rou Ke down, and left without looking back as if he didn't want to stay any longer.

Rou Ke hurriedly tugged on her long sleeves, opened her mouth, but was speechless for a while.

Tangci turned her face sideways, her eyes were as cold as ice, and she pushed Rou Ke's hand away without hesitation: "The minister is from Yunzhou, and the imperial examination and the first rank are just ordinary civilians, not the 'Yongjia' as the princess said. The body of the princess with golden branches and jade leaves, the difference between you and me, if you choose a word, 'casual acquaintance' is the best choice."

Rou Ke held on to the palace wall and tried her best to catch up with the pain step by step, but she could only watch as Tangci gradually turned into a black spot and then disappeared from her sight. She couldn't help but think of the last time she saw Yongjia 12 years ago. On the Lantern Festival, also in the long street, I embraced the fashionable and soft Yongjia into my arms, covered her with a cloak to shield her from the cold winter wind, and the fireworks burst from the ground with a "plop". Sparks burst into the dark night, and the radiance was incomparably gorgeous.Amidst the deafening sound of firecrackers, she vaguely heard her saying to herself, "Ah Wei, if you become the wife of my prince's younger brother, will you come to the palace to watch the fireworks with me?" My answer, which was meant to be teasing at the time, was suddenly heard. The loud bang and the ensuing cheers, claps and screams were all drowned out, and it was too late to know how much she heard and how much she understood.

It's been 12 years, and it's been 12 years in a blink of an eye.

The seven-year-old immature/girl in the past has transformed into an enviable young man who is the most talented in the capital, and has entered the Hanlin before reaching the weak crown.

She found her Yongjia, but she couldn't find her Yongjia again.