Your Majesty's three views follow the five senses

On the night of the Three and Five Years, the moon is half the wall, the osmanthus shadows are mottled, the wind moves the shadows, Shanshan is lovely.

"Prime Minister?" Outside the sandalwood door, Nan Wenqing was knocking on the door with a snack box.

"If your majesty has something to do, just come in directly. Don't ask me." The people in the room responded softly.

Pushing open the door and entering, I saw the prime minister sitting in front of the case, carefully flipping through the official documents and account books handed over by Liuzhou officials.

Is the emperor himself a bit incompetent recently?

"Your Majesty? It's frosty at night, don't stand at the door." Xia Yi frowned when he saw the little emperor standing at the door.

Only then did Nan Wenqing come to her senses, and hurriedly closed the door, "Bang!"

The quiet painting style changed suddenly, a food box was thrown heavily on the desk by someone very proud, the Prime Minister was so frightened that he almost slipped the book in his hand.

"Your Majesty? What's the matter with you?" Xia Yi was a little panicked. He was fine just now, but he was angry again?

"I made cakes for you." Nan Wenqing said and sat down with her robe lifted.

Xia Yi was stunned when he heard the words, for a long time, he tentatively asked: "Your Majesty...do you make pastries?"

"What? I can't poison you to death." The little emperor glanced at him coldly.

"I don't dare! I just didn't expect that His Majesty can make cakes." As he spoke, he put down the scroll in his hand and hurriedly wanted to kneel down, but was supported by the person beside him.

"Are you hurting quickly? Just move around, there are many things you can't imagine." While talking, he opened the food box and took out a plate of fragrant snow cake. The shape is small and white, but it is very cute.

Nan Wenqing looked proudly at the sluggish prime minister beside him, reached out to take a piece and said, "This is to thank you for saving your life. If you eat it soon, I will be even with you."

Evened out?

"Yes." So that was the case, for some reason, I felt a sudden loss in my heart.

"How is it, the taste is not bad compared to what you ate back then?" The little emperor stared at him intently, and said cautiously.

"Back then?" Xia Yi was startled, what year?

"Huh? Why, I know you like to eat snow cakes the most, but it's probably not as good as the cook in the second brother's house. In fact, the best thing I make is sweet-scented osmanthus cake. I learned it for my mother and concubine. "" Where did Your Majesty hear that I like to eat ice cream?" Xia Yi interrupted in surprise.

To be honest, he really doesn't know why he likes ice cream cakes. In fact, he doesn't like cakes at all. He always finds them too sweet, especially ice cream cakes, which are too sweet.

"Didn't you say it yourself, Prime Minister? It was on the second emperor's younger brother's birthday." The little emperor looked at him and said in a daze.

He still remembered that at his second brother's birthday banquet that year, that Ke Qing, who was dressed in a green shirt like a jade bamboo, held the ice cream cake that his second brother had personally made for him, and smiled so sweetly.

"Does Lord Xia like it?" The Second Prince asked like that at that time.

"I like it very much, thank you, Second Highness." That was the day when he saw Xia Yi and smiled the brightest.

Yes, I like it very much, so why don't I remember it?

Then maybe, he just likes his second brother to make cakes for him.

For some reason, my heart hurts.

"Your Majesty, are there many misunderstandings between us?" Xia Yi couldn't help frowning when he saw the little emperor lost in thought.

Second prince's birthday?He couldn't remember what he ate that day, but he only remembered that day when he finally saw that pearl-like His Royal Highness the Crown Prince again, and he was so happy that he left his whole heart away from the banquet.

"What?" The little emperor was a little confused.

What misunderstanding could there be between him and the prime minister?

"Your Majesty, I don't like cakes, especially snow cakes." Xia Yi said seriously.

"Oh." Nan Wenqing was stunned for a while, then nodded, understanding.

Doesn't this mean that he is telling himself that he doesn't like cakes, let alone the cakes he made, but he just likes the Second Highness?

But in the final analysis, what Xia Yi thinks in his heart is none of his business.

"Oh? What does oh mean?" Xia Yi frowned, lowered his head, looked into the little emperor's eyes, and said warmly.

"It's nothing, I don't know what the prime minister likes, so I'm bothering the prime minister, so I'll take it away." Nan Wenqing was inexplicably angry, he was the emperor!Even if he has no real power, he is still the emperor. He is a courtier of Xia Yi, why should he talk to himself like this?

I am also really, free!I didn't read so many files, why did I go to the kitchen and learn to make some pastries in the middle of the night?Is this what an emperor should do!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he reached out to clean up the small porcelain dishes on the table, but was unexpectedly grabbed by the person beside him.

"Prime Minister?" Nan Wenqing looked at him with a dark face, a little shocked in his heart, why is he always messing around recently?

"Your Majesty, I like to eat the cakes you make, whether it's ice cream cakes, sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, or anything else, as long as it's made by you, I like everything."

Xia Yi firmly grasped the little emperor's struggling hand, and looked at the person in front of him with a serious face.

......You are sick?

Prime Minister, what are you talking about?

Nan Wenqing's heart trembled for no reason, and she suddenly felt her mind went blank and dizzy.

Still have a fever... Oops, did I get poisoned?