The Favorite of the Court of Joy

The next morning, Zhang Xiaoqian still woke up from the pain.

Last night, he was not drunk, he should have been sober last night, last night he took the initiative to respond to Zhao Minghan, last night he was really excited.

Oh my god, I'm so ashamed.

How could he just be so depraved and obedient, he should have kicked Zhao Minghan out of bed last night.

Zhang Xiaoqian pulled the quilt to cover her face completely, and rolled back and forth on the bed a few times.

Until, Xiaocheng asked softly outside: "Young Master Qian, are you awake?"

"Ah, I'm awake." As soon as Zhang Xiaoqian lifted the quilt, he realized that he was still naked, and immediately shrank back. Fortunately, the bed curtain was lowered, otherwise, it would be embarrassing for the girls to see what they shouldn't. . "Xiaocheng, bring me my clothes."

Xiaocheng handed in the clothes, and when Zhang Xiaoqian was dressed and came out, another maid began to tidy up the messy bed. It can be seen how intense the masters had been playing last night, and the tidying maids were all blushing.

Then, Xiaocheng waited for him to put on his coat, Zhang Xiaoqian washed up by himself, and Xiaocheng still gave him a hairstyle.

Afterwards, he saw the morning as much and as fragrant as yesterday. Thinking of the hard work last night, Zhang Xiaoqian took a deep bite of the porridge and took a big bite of the meat bun, while beckoning the maids to come and eat together.This time, the maids were much more relaxed than last time, but they didn't dare to eat too much, they didn't dare until the master was full.

After breakfast, Xiaocheng brought a package and said that the prince asked her to give it to him.

Zhang Xiaoqian opened it and saw that it was a pastry from the palace pastry shop, five boxes, five flavors, which were the five flavors he bought that day.Therefore, Zhao Minghan didn't eat his pastries.Zhang Xiaoqian muttered in a low voice: "Lied to me again." Although he was cheated, he was not unhappy.

"I bought five boxes, one type has 25 cakes, don't worry, you will have a share." Zhang Xiaoqian said, "We will eat cakes with afternoon tea."

The maids were all happy, glad to have followed a good master.They are really reluctant to buy the things from the palace pastry shop.A box costs one tael of silver, and they only need ten taels of silver for a month. They save some dowry for themselves, and those who have family members send some living allowances to their family members. The remaining money is used to buy something they like occasionally.They would never dare to buy cakes worth a tael of silver, it was too extravagant.

However, Xiao Cheng was puzzled and said, "Young Master Qian, there is Biluochun, Longjing tea and Tieguanyin tea in the palace, but what kind of tea is this afternoon tea? There seems to be no such tea in the palace."

Zhang Xiaoqian chuckled, he just said modern words again.He explained: "Afternoon tea is a word in our hometown. It doesn't refer to that kind of tea. It refers to gathering a few good friends between afternoon and dinner, drinking tea and pastries, and chatting about gossip."

"Isn't gossip just a prop used by Taoist priests? What's there to talk about?" Xiao Huang didn't understand.

"Hehehe." Zhang Xiaoqian laughed awkwardly, thinking that he should try to say as few modern words as possible. "Yes, gossip is a prop used by Taoist priests, but there is another saying in our hometown. Gossip is to discuss some gossip and discuss the authenticity of some rumors. You say your opinion and I say mine."

With this explanation, they understand that they often discuss in private with several sisters that Mrs. So-and-so is favored and Mrs. So-and-so is not favored.It turns out that men also love "gossip".

"Let's go, the weather is so good, let's go out for a walk."

Talking about going out and wandering is just walking in the palace. Fortunately, the palace is big enough and the scenery is good, so it won't be too boring.While walking, Zhang Xiaoqian suddenly stopped.

"Master Qian, are you not leaving? Tingzi over there, if you are tired, go..."

Zhang Xiaoqian signaled her not to speak, and closed her eyes, looking very intoxicated.After a while, he said: "Xiao Cheng, can you hear the sound of the piano?"

"Well, I heard, this is Young Master Yu playing the piano. Young Master Yu is good at playing the piano, and the prince is full of praise for his piano skills."

"Master Yu?" Zhang Xiaoqian frowned slightly, "Who is he? Is he the same as me in the palace?"

Xiao Cheng nodded truthfully.

Sure enough, Zhang Xiaoqian was a little unhappy, he knew that he was still that bullshit and perverted prince who loved the new and hated the old, and besides so many women, there must be many men in the palace.

Zhang Xiaoqian asked again: "But why do you call him Young Master, but I call you Young Master?"

"I don't know, the servants, the prince asked us to call it that."

It seems that this is really a "special" person.