After the powerful minister was reborn, he married the delicate girl back home

"Queen Mother, Queen Mother..."

A young woman wearing a palace satin and plain snow silk skirt walked slowly, carefully holding a plate of exquisite pastries in her hands, and the joy between her brows and eyes could not be concealed.

After approaching, Chang Ping looked at the woman sitting with his mother and queen, and asked doubtfully: "Who is this lady?"

Li Jiaorong stood up in a hurry, and without waiting for Wang Yanling to speak, she took the initiative to answer: "I am the wife of Gu Xingmo, the editor of the Hanlin Academy. I am here to pay my respects to the princess."

"Are you Gu Xingmo's wife? Are you the Gu Xingmo who won three yuan in a row?"

Chang Ping heard about Gu Xingmo's deeds, and he became interested for a while. He smiled and praised: "Your husband is really amazing. He has won the first prize in a new subject for three yuan in a row! This is probably a very difficult thing to do in the history books of the Northern Dynasties." .”

Ye Zi Opera is an entertaining card game. The cards have a wide variety of patterns, including various characters, flowers, birds, insects, fish, birds and animals...

Li Jiaorong has never played it, but she has heard of it from others.

Of course, these are not important. Although my husband is very powerful, he also said that you must be humble.

Therefore, Li Jiaorong only smiled shyly and did not answer the conversation.

Chang Ping was not annoyed at all, he just put the plate of cakes in front of Wang Yanling and urged: "Quickly try, mother, this is the peony cake newly made by my son."

Looking at the pile of pastries in front of him, Wang Yanling did not refuse. He picked up a piece with chopsticks and tasted it carefully.

As he was eating, he suddenly frowned.

Chang Ping's heart immediately lifted and he asked nervously: "What's wrong, Queen Mother, isn't it delicious?"

Wang Yanling kept her expression unchanged and continued to take a bite. After swallowing, she replied with a smile: "No, no, it's so delicious. Your craftsmanship has always been excellent."

Chang Ping was very happy. He held up another piece of pastry and was about to stuff it into her mother's mouth. He opened his mouth and said, "If my mother thinks it tastes good, then it means it is really delicious. I will have someone send it to my aunt later." Taste it.”

Wang Yanling nodded, "If you have a heart, no matter what you do, your aunt will like it."

As a queen, there was nothing wrong with Wang Yanling's manners and etiquette. She chewed a piece of pastry slowly and looked very elegant and beautiful, which made Li Jiaorong want to eat it too.

Peony flower cake must be delicious, she thought to herself.

Li Jiaorong was thinking about it secretly, but Chang Ping focused his attention on her. He didn't look carefully at first, but now he looked and found that this young lady looked a bit like her aunt. It was fate, so he treated her accordingly. A little more sincere.

Chang Ping held up the plate of pastries in his hand and asked with a smile: "Mrs. Gu, do you want to eat peony cakes? I made them myself. I put a lot of sugar in them, so they may be a little sweet."

My aunt likes to eat sweet things the most. Chang Ping wants to make her happy, so he always tinkers with some and sends them to "Qinshan Temple".

Although my aunt didn't want to see any of them, she never refused the cakes she had people send to her. Even the people who sent the cakes would often come back with small gifts from her aunt. This was to a large extent. This inspired Chang Ping to continue making pastries. She had heard her father and mother talk about this aunt since she was a child, so even though she had never met her a few times, she still admired her deeply.

My aunt was smart when she was young. I heard the imperial grandmother say that if my aunt were a prince, it would not be my father's turn to sit on the throne.

After hearing this, my father was not annoyed. He only nodded in agreement and said with emotion: "What your grandmother said is right. Sister A really helped me a lot."

The emperor's grandmother, his father, and his mother all praised his aunt. After hearing this many times, Chang Ping naturally felt that his aunt was doing well too.

But she is such a good aunt, but she is willing to submit to the "Qinshan Temple" to clean up the temple, saying that she wants to pray for the thousands of people in the Northern Dynasties, and that the country will be like this. Even in the past ten years, she has rarely seen her family.

Chang Ping was puzzled, but also admired him even more.

She was thinking about her aunt, but her eyes couldn't help but focus on Li Jiarong. She had seen a portrait of her aunt when she was young. Mrs. Gu looked like her to a seventy-eighth degree, and her appearance was even better, which was amazing.

It was hard to resist such hospitality. Li Jiaorong carefully pinched a piece of pastry and took a small bite. It was extremely soft, but it was also too sweet. The princess was afraid that she had put half the jar of sugar in it. This was her first time eating it. Such sweet stuff.

Although Li Jiaorong likes to eat sweet things, she can't stand anything that is too sweet. Just like this peony flower cake, it was so sweet that she felt a little tight in the chest and felt very uncomfortable.

It’s not delicious, it’s really not delicious!

The piece in her mouth was neither spittable nor chewable. Li Jiaorong finally made up her mind and swallowed it all.

After swallowing, she took a breath of comfort, put her tongue against her teeth, and was so sweet that she was so sweet that her originally delicate face was a little distorted, almost wrinkled into a bitter melon face.

After a long time, the sweet taste in her mouth dissipated, and Li Jiarong felt like she was alive again.

"How does it taste?" Changping asked anxiously.

"Well, it's quite delicious. The princess's cooking is good..."

Li Jiaorong bit her lip and chose to praise. The Queen and the Empress praised the princess for how delicious the food was. How could she undermine it? She had to praise the food, otherwise she would offend the nobles and only her husband would suffer.

Although he boasted that it was delicious, Chang Ping saw the ferocious look on Li Jiaorong's face. He smiled helplessly, opened his mouth and said, "If it doesn't taste good, it doesn't taste good. It's okay."

Li Jiaorong was a little surprised, as if she didn't expect that she didn't believe him, and her face turned red with embarrassment.

Sweet, so sweet, it almost kills half my life!

She wants to drink water, wu wu... Li Jiaorong thought in her heart.

Chang Ping sighed slightly disappointedly, lowered his head, and continued: "Okay, if it doesn't taste good, I won't give it to my aunt to try. I'm sorry, Mrs. Gu."

How could she afford the princess' apology? Li Jiaorong immediately waved her hand, "It's okay, princess, you are too polite."

The two were polite, but Wang Yanling ate the whole pastry in his hand without changing his expression, and then wiped his hands with a handkerchief, looking very calm.

Li Jiaorong looked at her, hesitating to speak, wondering if the Queen had no sense of taste? The pastry was so sweet that it took her a long time to take one bite. How could the Queen eat so much in one go?

Wang Yanling ate a lot. When Chang Ping saw it, he felt sour. He quickly took away the cakes and advised: "Queen mother, don't eat them. These are not delicious. I will ask the small kitchen to make some good ones and send them to you."

"How can something made in a small kitchen be as good as what you made by yourself?" Wang Yanling replied with a smile.

"Queen mother, please stop talking. Since the pastry is not delicious, just say it directly next time and don't do this." Chang Ping took the pastry, left a word, and left angrily.

She will never trust her mother again. She is lying to herself every time. When she thinks of how she used to happily send cakes to her relatives and even delivered them to her aunt... Chang Ping wants to cry. If her cooking is not delicious, then it is not good. Well, why do you have to lie to others?

Crying and crying, his tears fell on the pastry. Seeing no one around, Chang Ping reached out and pinched a piece of peony cake to taste for himself, but as he tasted it, he cried even harder.

It was tasteless and she couldn't taste it no matter how sweet it was.

In Fengzao Palace, Li Jiaorong looked at Princess Changping's walking back and felt extremely guilty. She looked at the Queen with worry and couldn't help but blame herself.

Wang Yanling waved his hand and comforted: "It's not your fault, it's because I didn't think well and forgot that Chang Ping has a stubborn temper."

After saying that, she left Li Jiaorong to talk for a while longer, then gave Li Jiaorong a fine jade Ruyi, two pieces of Jiangnan brocade, a box of gold leaves and gold ingots, and then reluctantly let her go. Before leaving, he gave her another token and told her to visit the palace more often in the future.

Li Jiaorong thanked her and returned home.