Master is a white moonlight

In a blink of an eye, Leng Yijiao hadn't seen Xuan Qian for nearly ten days.

After all, Leng Yizhen couldn't bear it anymore, and sent someone south to Maolin County to inquire about Xuanqi's news.

After the separation, Leng Yizhen realized that missing this thing is really an afterthought.Like a slow disease, it follows you all the time, and you don't know how to cure it.

The weird headache has never happened recently, and Leng Yizhen's life has returned to calm again, and the previous guesses have been stranded again, sinking into the middle of the lake.

Gradually entering late autumn, the velvet flowers of the acacia trees in the palace began to wither.Blown by the autumn wind, pink velvet flowers are flying all over the sky, like a rain of pink flowers falling from the sky.

Leng Yizhen was standing under the acacia tree in a pink robe, and a few pink velvet flowers fell on his head, scattered in his light brown hair.

Zhu Hua went back to Fengning Hall, brought a scarlet cloak, put the cloak on Leng Yijiao's shoulders, and said softly, "Your Highness, the wind is blowing."

Leng Yizhen suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and then he came back to his senses, tilted his head and smiled at Zhu Hua.

"Zhu Hua." Leng Yizhen gathered the cloak on his shoulders, looked at Zhu Hua and asked anxiously, "Is there any news about the high priest recently?"

"Back to Your Royal Highness." Zhu Hua leaned over and reported truthfully, "The high priest is all well, and Maolin County is already starting to build the dam."

When Leng Yizhen heard this, a reassuring smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth unconsciously, and the sorrow on his face disappeared immediately.

"Then... there is news." Leng Yizhen paused, and then asked, "When will the high priest come back?"

"As for the specific time when the high priest will return to the palace, the slaves will not know." Zhu Hua replied respectfully.

"Oh." Leng Yizhen couldn't help being a little disappointed, and responded lightly.But it's not easy to be too obvious, so I have to turn my head away quickly.

"By the way, why did the perfume lotus in this pool suddenly increase again?" Leng Yijiao's eyes fell on the perfume lotus in the pool in front of him again, and asked inexplicably.

Leng Yijiao remembered very clearly that the perfume lotuses in this pool had already been almost picked by him.

Why haven't I seen it for a few days, and all the lotus flowers are in full bloom again in the pool.

"Back to Your Royal Highness, the guards brought back a batch of perfume lotuses from outside the palace yesterday, and the gardener has filled them up into the pond."

"Whose order?"

"Naturally, it was an order from the High Priest." Zhu Huaqiao smiled and added softly, "The messenger also said that this pool of lotus flowers will be picked by Her Royal Highness, and if it is not enough, I will order someone to fill it up."

"..." Leng Yizhen smiled awkwardly, it seems that although this person is far away in Maolin County, he knows his actions well.

Zhu Hua looked up at the sky, only to see that layers of dark clouds began to cover densely.So he bowed to Princess Feng Yi and persuaded softly, "Your Highness, it looks like it's going to rain. Let's go back to the palace."

Leng Yijiao also looked up at the sky, just now it was clear that the sun was still shining brightly, but in an instant it was covered with dark clouds.The entire sky seems to have become much lower, very depressing.

"Okay, let's go back." Leng Yijiao smiled at Zhu Hua, and the moment he turned around, a pool of perfume lotuses passed by the corner of his eyes.

"By the way, I'll make perfume tomorrow." Leng Yizhen blinked his almond eyes at Zhu Hua, pretending to be mysterious, "Leave a bottle for you too."

"My maidservant, thank you, Your Highness, for your love." Zhu Hua made a gesture to bend down to salute again, but was pulled back by Leng Yizhen.

"I've told you several times, don't just salute."

"The servant knows."

"Your Highness, can I leave the matter of picking lotus flowers to the servants?" Zhu Hua softly persuaded, "It is getting colder and colder today, and the servants are worried that Your Highness will catch the cold."

"Okay." Leng Yizhen pursed her lower lip lightly and thought for a while.

At the end of time, in Fengning Hall.

From time to time, a cool breeze blows in from the window, blowing up the crocodile tents hanging around the big bed and dancing in the air.

Today, the Imperial Dining Room made a few delicate snacks and specially made a pot of honey grapefruit tea.

Naturally, all of these were ordered by Princess Feng Yi herself.

When Shen Han was around before, Leng Yizhen would always be restrained when eating sweets.

I thought that without Shen Han by my side, no one would restrain me from eating sweets, but in the end another Xuan Qiao came.

I don't know why Xuanqi knew that Leng Yijiao would have a toothache if he ate too much sweets, not only that, but this person also knew Leng Yijiao's living habits very well.

For this reason, Xuanqi also strictly controlled the number of sweets Leng Yizhen ate.

Now that these two people are gone, Leng Yizhen has always opened up to eat sweets recently.

As for the toothache, although it makes people feel lingering, compared with the temptation of sweets, the latter is obviously more irresistible.

"Your Highness, look." Standing by the table, Cui Zhu pointed at a table of desserts, and said with a sly smile, "These are all your favorites."

"There are lotus root starch osmanthus cake, pearl and emerald balls, golden chestnut cake, red bean milk roll, sugar steamed cheese, and rose cake."

"Is there any crispy cheese today?" Leng Yijiao asked without raising his head, his gaze fell directly on the bowl of snow-white sugar-steamed crispy cheese.

"I ordered it the day before yesterday, and I rushed to make it today." Cuizhu replied respectfully, "And according to your highness, the princess, I specially refrigerated it."

"Your Highness, please taste it quickly." Cuizhu said, offering a bowl of crispy cheese that was still steaming with both hands, and placed it in front of Leng Yijiao.

"Okay, I'll try it." Leng Yizhen smiled slightly, took the spoon handed over by a maidservant beside him, and scooped a small spoon along the edge of the bowl.

The snow-white custard is served in a spoon like jelly, and because it is made from bovine colostrum, it smells a faint milky fragrance.

There are three dried roses in the center of the cheese, and the mellow aroma of milk mixed with the fragrance of roses lingers on the tip of the nose.

Once in the mouth, the tip of the tongue is only slightly rolled, and the tender and smooth cheese melts in the mouth.

The taste is delicate and silky, like fine silk slipping over the tongue.Because it has been chilled, it is accompanied by a trace of refreshing coolness.

"Your Highness, how does this cheese taste?" Cui Zhu looked at Princess Feng Yi expectantly, and blinked her big eyes, "Are you satisfied?"

"Yeah, it's delicious!" Leng Yijiao nodded her chin again and again, and took another big spoonful of it with a spoon and put it into her mouth.

Zhu Hua stood aside, frowning all the time, his expression was not very good.

Ever since Her Royal Highness the Princess started eating the iced crispy cheese, Zhu Hua's expression has been like this.

The imperial doctor will examine Princess Feng Yi's pulse every day, not only to record the physical condition of Her Royal Highness, but also to calculate the date of menstruation.

As Princess Fengyi's personal maid, Zhu Hua naturally had to keep the princess' menstrual time in mind.

"Your Highness, please eat less of these cold foods." Zhu Hua thought for a while, summoned up courage from the sidelines, and persuaded softly, "In two days, your menstrual period will come."

Hearing this, Leng Yiluo froze for a moment, and quickly swallowed the mouthful of crispy cheese in his mouth.

"It's starting to get cold today, and you eat so much cold food, you will have a stomachache when something happens in the future."

"Good Zhu Hua, just let me have another bite." Leng Yijiao pretended to be wronged, and blinked her dark almond eyes at Zhu Hua, "Just a small bite, okay?"

"Your Highness, I really can't do anything about you." Zhu Hua covered his lips with his cuff and snickered, the gloomy look on his face dissipated instantly.

"Zhu Hua is the best." Leng Yizhen showed a big sweet smile at Zhu Hua, and quickly scooped up a large spoonful of crispy cheese with the spoon in his hand, and put it into his mouth.

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, which attracted everyone's attention.

I saw the little palace maid who was in charge of the summons appearing at the entrance of the hall panting, because she walked too fast, she almost stepped on the corner of her skirt and fell down.

"Bold!" Zhu Hua glared at the maidservant, and reprimanded loudly, "How can you be so careless in front of Her Majesty the Princess!"

"My servant knows I was wrong... I hope Her Highness the Princess will spare her life!" The maidservant knelt down on her knees with a "plop", lowered her head and begged for mercy, her whole body trembling like a sieve.

"Don't be afraid, get up quickly." Leng Yizhen put the spoon in his hand back into the jade bowl, frowned and looked at the little palace maid, feeling uneasy in his heart, "Did something happen? Why are you so flustered?"

"Back to Your Royal Highness, Maolin County had an emergency yesterday..." The maidservant of the palace spoke intermittently, not yet fully breathing.

"What happened to Maolin County?!" Leng Yijiao stood up abruptly, looked at the maidservant nervously, and asked in a raised voice.

"There was an outbreak of epidemics in the county, and nearly a hundred people have died now." After the maidservant of the palace finished speaking, her entire eye sockets turned red.

"Xuan Qiao..." Leng Yijiao almost lost his footing when he heard it.Fortunately, Zhu Hua who was on the side had quick eyesight and quick hands, and supported Princess Feng Yi.

"Where's the high priest?" Leng Yizhen suppressed the tears in his eyes, and the tone of his voice had changed, "How is the high priest?"

"Go back to Your Royal Highness, the high priest is all right." The maidservant of the palace still lowered her head and answered truthfully.

"Zhu Hua, hurry up and prepare the horse!" Leng Yijiao turned to look at Zhu Hua, and said in an orderly tone that he had never used before, "I'm going to Maolin County now."

"Your Highness, you must not..." Zhu Hua persuaded softly from the side, but he was interrupted by Leng Yijiao only halfway through his words.

"There's no need to say any more, I've made up my mind." Leng Yijiao looked at the entrance of the hall and said firmly, "Go and prepare the horse."

His hands were hidden in the wide sleeves, his fingertips were slightly white from fear, and the tears in his eyes could not be held back after all.

With a "click", a crystal teardrop burst out, wet the corner of the eye.

In the summer vacation of the second year of high school, Shen Han took Leng Yijiao to travel in Inner Mongolia.That summer, Shen Han taught Leng Yizhen how to ride a horse.

It's strange to say, for some reason, Leng Yizhen seemed to be born to ride a horse, Shen Han only gave a little guidance, and Leng Yizhen learned to ride a horse.