Rebirth as Princess Jin again

Xiao Feng looked at the smiling woman in front of him, with a hint of endearment in his eyes. He reached out and took out the food wrapped in oil paper from his arms, and gently opened the oil paper with his well-joined fingers, revealing the thousand-layer cake inside.

The thousand-layer cake was shiny with oil, and the surface was fried to a golden brown, and you could faintly see the green chopped green onion inside.

Jiaoyang looked at the fragrant cake and could no longer resist its temptation. She swallowed and said, "Is this for me?"

Xiao Feng handed the cake to Jiaoyang and said with a smile: "I saw it on the road. I thought you would like it, so I bought some!"

Jiaoyang took the pancake with both hands, reached out and picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, and said with an intoxicated face: "What's the name of this? It's so delicious!"

Seeing that her mouth was full of oil, Xiao Feng took out the silk handkerchief in his arms and was about to wipe away the oil stains from the corners of her mouth. His hand paused in the air, but he handed the silk handkerchief to Jiaoyang's hand. Jiaoyang took the silk handkerchief with a smile on his face. He blushed, gently wiped away the oil stains from the corners of his mouth, lowered his head and said nothing.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Xiao Feng said: "This is the most common food for ordinary people. It's called Thousand Layer Cake. You must have eaten countless delicacies from the mountains and seas in the palace. I'm surprised that you can still appreciate this folk food."

The expression on Jiaoyang's face dimmed for a moment, and then he started eating with gusto: "If I had a choice, I wouldn't want to live in this palace. What's good about the palace? There are rules everywhere, and even the dishes in the imperial dining room are... They are arranged so neatly that it makes people lose their appetite. If I can leave the palace, I will definitely eat all the delicacies in the world."

Jiaoyang got tired of standing and sat down next to the railing next to the Buddhist hall. His feet were dangling in the air and he was chewing the cake in his hand. His little face was raised with a look of satisfaction.

Xiao Feng leaned against the railing, stared at the girl's delicate profile, and sighed leisurely: "You are so blessed that you don't know how blessed you are. The border is war-torn all year round, and the people are living miserable lives. Only in this capital city Only then can we see the scene of peace and tranquility of the country and the people. At the feet of the emperor, there is the strongest military force, protecting this world. The imperial power and nobles are in a corner. They cannot see the war outside and the suffering of the people, even the most common food in your hand. It is also the most luxurious enjoyment for them.”

Jiaoyang looked at Xiao Feng in confusion, and swallowed the last bite of cake. His eyes were full of longing for the outside world: "I have never been out of the capital, and I have never seen the suffering of the people. If there is a chance, are you willing to take me there?" Do you want to take a look outside?"

Xiao Feng looked at the majestic palace wall, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, turned his head and said with a smile: "It's better to say goodbye, I'm afraid you won't be able to endure the hardship."

Jiao Yang curled his lips and said, "You underestimate me!"

Xiao Feng sighed deeply in his heart. The superior's fear of his father had already destined him to be unable to take anyone away from the palace, even a maid.

The two were tired of chatting. Jiaoyang returned to the Buddhist hall and began to concentrate on copying scriptures. Xiao Feng stood straight in front of the Buddhist hall.

As night falls, the autumn night becomes more dewy and chilly.

Bi Liu brought the meals from the imperial dining room and laid them out one by one. Jiaoyang called Xiao Feng in to eat together.

The food in the Buddhist hall is always simple, but today's meal is quite rich, and there is also a small bowl of chicken soup. Jiaoyang pushed the chicken soup in front of Xiao Feng and said: "This is what I came here to give you specially. You are injured and need it." Take good care of yourself.”

Xiao Feng lifted up his robe and sat down to eat. He was indeed hungry. He didn't put down the bowl until he burped after eating, and commented: "The food in the imperial dining room cannot be said to be unpalatable, but it cannot be said to be delicious. I always feel that Is there something missing?”

After thinking for a long time, he patted his forehead and said, "I know. It's less pyrotechnics."

Jiaoyang was quite satisfied with his comments and curled his lips and said, "Now you know how difficult life is in the palace."

Xiao Feng smiled and said, "Can I use the small kitchen next to the Buddhist hall?"

Jiao Yang smiled so hard that his eyebrows curled up: "Are you going to cook Jincheng's food for me?"

Xiao Feng nodded: "I promise you, since you can't leave the palace, I will do the same for you in the palace."

Xiao Feng looked at the woman with a bright smile in front of him, and felt vaguely in his heart that she should have lived a free and flamboyant life, but it was a pity that she was born in this palace.

The Buddhist hall was very large, but it was very empty at night. Jiaoyang insisted on leaving Xiao Feng to sleep on the soft couch, while he and Bi Liu squeezed into the small bed behind the desk, separated by a screen.

Jiaoyang lay on the bed and couldn't sleep. She wanted to tell Xiao Feng several times about her true identity, but she was afraid that if he knew that she was a princess, he would become alienated from her like others.

Except for Bi Liu, she has no one who has no heart in the palace. Even her mother-in-law has strict requirements on herself. Jiao Yang never dares to have a heart to heart with her.

Although her father loved her very much, she knew that in his eyes, as a princess, she was just a tool to make peace or win over the powerful. That love contained too many benefits. To her, it was not love, but a shackle. She would be This shackles for life.

She envied Xiao Feng's chicness and freedom, and she wanted to keep this beauty, even if it was only for a short time.

Jiaoyang felt inexplicably sad in her heart. The days ahead were still so long, but she felt like she couldn't grasp anything. Time was like sand passing between her fingers. Too much uncertainty made her feel a little uneasy.

Maybe I thought too much at night and didn't sleep well under the scorching sun. When I woke up in the morning, my head hurt slightly.

Bi Liu helped her clean up, and Xiao Feng's voice came from outside: "Breakfast is ready, come out and eat!"

The alluring fragrance slipped in quietly along the crack of the door, and the haze on the scorching sun's face was swept away.

There are three bowls of Yangchun noodles on the table, with golden poached eggs nestled on top and two green leaves dotting them, which greatly increases people's appetite.

Jiaoyang was still satisfied with her meal. When she heard Xiao Feng say that she would prepare Jincheng's special dishes for him at noon, she asked excitedly: "Why are you so nice to me?"

Xiao Feng blurted out: "Maybe it's because we both love food and have the same taste. I don't have many friends in the capital. You are the first friend I made when I came to the capital."

Jiaoyang seemed quite satisfied with the word friend. She touched her round belly and said with a smile, "The food you cooked is very to my liking. If I keep eating like this, I'm afraid I'll get fat."