Zheng Xiao Mistake: The Mistake of Rebirth Provoked the Cold Master

Rong Yan seems to be a little busy recently. In fact, you can't tell anything from listening to Xiao Yuan. He seems to be quite free to accompany Zhu Zheng in fishing and bird hunting. However, there were a few times when Zhu Zheng got up late at night and accidentally ran into Rong Yan who was still writing something in the study, with a little gray shadow under his eyes.

Zhu Zheng secretly asked Liu Feng about it, and Liu Feng complained, "It's because the emperor is ill again, and all the affairs of the court are left to you."

Zhu Zheng couldn't help but feel worried when she heard this. "Ting Xiaoyuan is very far from the main city. If you are so busy, you might as well live in the palace so you don't have to travel back and forth."

"I dare not say that." Liu Feng waved his hands repeatedly and added, "I suggest that the fourth lady should not make this suggestion. My master might resign tomorrow after hearing this..."

So Zhu Zheng didn't mention this, but instead proposed another suggestion.

She casually said that the pavilion was too sunny and the bedroom was too stuffy, so she might as well stay in Rong Yan's study. This way, Rong Yan could handle official business during the day, instead of having to study by lamplight at night.

Zhu Zheng had some intentions of adding some beauty to Rong Yan's life, but she couldn't find the place to do so. Most of the time, she was reading some books in Rong Yan's study.

The master himself looked serious and dignified, but his leisure books were surprisingly leisurely. Not only were they almost all travel notes and strange stories that Zhu Zheng loved to read, but she had actually read many of them. While reviewing the old and learning the new, she also read Rong Yan's annotations and found a different taste. Occasionally, when she had a special resonance, she couldn't help but ask questions, and Rong Yan would discuss one or two with her in a gentle voice.

The days slipped away slowly and peacefully as we spent time together in the same room, alternately busy and idle.

Soon, it was almost the Cold Food Festival. After Zhu Qing used willow branches to string paper money together to offer sacrifices to his parents, he asked Zhu Zheng to help make cold cakes and green rice balls to eat.

My sister prepared several kinds of fillings and asked Zhu Zheng to put the fillings into the dough, pinching the sweet ones into round shapes and the salty ones into square shapes. It was not a difficult task for her to help.

She was very happy with what she was doing. The day before, she asked Liu Feng and An Fengxue about their tastes, and casually asked, "By the way, what do you adults like to eat?"

In the end, both of them shook their heads and said, "I don't know."

Liu Feng tried to recall for a while, and after a while, he said guiltily, "It seems that there is nothing I don't eat, and there is nothing I like to eat either."

Zhu Zheng nodded, feeling a little uneasy in her heart.

If Rong Yan was a cold cake, it would be bitter when he broke it open. He was an orphan since he was a child. He finally grew up to be an orphan. He adopted a bunch of orphans like him and made himself their master.

But suddenly I remembered the bottle of candy balls he was carrying, and I thought he must like sweet food.

Under the guidance of her elder sister, Zhu Zheng successfully learned how to wrap the jelly cake without revealing the filling. She secretly kept three plates, one with sesame filling for Liu Feng, one with almond filling for An Fengxue, and one with red bean paste filling.

For the last dish, she put a lot of rock sugar, specially molded it into a unique shape, and used red beans cut in half to make eyes.

Zhu Zheng shared the jelly cakes with Feng Xue and the other two, then waited for Rong Yan to come back with the rest.

I waited until lunch time, and then Liu Feng came with a message saying that the Lord had something to do in the court and would probably be late.

Unexpectedly, this night, we stayed up until the moon was at its highest point in the sky.

Zhu Zheng was lying on the bed, not feeling sleepy. She suddenly recalled the last time she went to the Grand Tutor's Mansion. The doorman who informed her at that time also said that the master was very busy and had not been seen for two months.

This time he said he was busy, it couldn’t be…

Just as she was thinking this, Liu Feng's loud voice was heard from far outside the room. It was very short and if Zhu Zheng was asleep she would not have heard it at all, but she was not asleep and she turned over and got off the bed swiftly.

The carriage had just stopped at the gate and Rong Yan, dressed in an official robe, was getting out of the carriage.

Zhu Zheng ran all the way over, and when Rong Yan saw her running, he instinctively caught her, and he didn't have time to brake and bumped into her.

She quickly jumped away and was pulled by Rong Yan to stand firm. "Why are you running so fast?"

Zhu Zheng's eyes sparkled in the moonlight, "I thought I wouldn't be able to wait for you tonight."

"I was delayed by some trivial matters." Rong Yan stared at her and explained, lowering his head to glance at the hem of Zhu Zheng's skirt, "Why are you not wearing shoes?"

Zhu Zheng had just fallen asleep on the couch when she heard the sound of a carriage at the door. She tied up her belly and ran to greet Rong Yan without even bothering to put on her shoes.

Zhu Zheng hid her feet under her skirt and said nonchalantly, "I forgot..."

Rong Yan took her in his arms and held her horizontally, sighing, "The weather is not hot yet, and the dew is heavy at night. You will catch a cold if you act so willfully."

Zhu Zheng's belly was already loose, and she curled up in his arms, not daring to move.

Carrying her all the way back to Zhu Zheng's bedroom, Rong Yan placed her on a stool beside the table, squatted down naturally, lifted up a corner of his official robe to wipe the soles of her feet, and then naturally brought her shoes for her to put on.

It was so natural that Zhu Zheng didn't have time to react, because her attention was not on the shoes at the moment. She only saw Rong Yan put the green-glazed porcelain pot he was carrying on the table when he came in, and asked curiously, "What did you bring back?"

Rong Yan seemed to be answering a question that was not related to the question. "The green plums are ripe."

"Green plum tea?" Zhu Zheng understood immediately. She was still thinking about the green plum oolong tea that she didn't get to drink at Yunshui Tower. She reached out and picked up the porcelain pot and opened the lid.

A faint fruity aroma mixed with the aroma of wine wafts into the air.

It's green plum wine, not green plum tea.

"It was brewed by a colleague and given to me as a gift." Rong Yan saw Zhu Zheng smacked his lips and asked, "Would you like to try it?"

Although Zhu Zheng was envious, she was not confused at this moment. She asked with rare clarity, "Sir, are you testing me?"

Rong Yan: "What?"

Zhu Zheng puffed out her belly and said, "I'm pregnant!"

Rong Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, curled the corners of his lips, and imitated someone else's tone, saying calmly, "...I forgot."

How could an adult forget this?

It did remind Zhu Zheng that her sister had gained weight, and she had to find some time to go to Qinshui Lane to get a bigger belly.

But these are not the main business of the night. The main business is that her good treasure has not been shown yet.

Zhu Zheng pulled Rong Yan to sit down, took out a food box from the copper ice container on the square table beside him, and said mysteriously, "There is still a little bit of Cold Food Festival left, I left some good things for you, sir."

Zhu Zheng opened the lid of the food box with a smile and showed the small white porcelain plate underneath to Rong Yan.

Rong Yan examined them carefully for a while, then said after a moment's hesitation, "These... boats are well made."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zheng quickly took a look, and her smug expression instantly turned into dejection, "It's Bai He..."

Although placed in the ice jar, the six beautiful little white cranes still had their shoulders and backs drooped, their six beaks became one, and their twelve wings could not be distinguished from each other.

"It turned out to be a white crane," Rong Yan's eyes lit up with a smile, "It's so lifelike..."

"Oh," Zhu Zheng felt like she was being teased, "Forget it, sir, don't eat it."

"Why?" Rong Yan stopped her from covering the lid, "Didn't you leave it specially for me?"

In fact, it was indeed left for him, and his tone sounded very happy. It must be because she was too grand when she brought the food box just now, which made him have unnecessary expectations in his heart. However, these few limp white cranes... really didn't live up to this expectation.

While Zhu Zheng was feeling frustrated, Rong Yan had already taken out the porcelain plate, picked up a piece and tasted it, his handsome face unable to hide the joy on it.

"Very sweet."

His comments were very brief, and he stared at Zhu Zheng's eyes without blinking while speaking. It was unclear whether he was talking about the cake or something else.

Zhu Zheng's face turned red when he looked at her, and she looked away and said, "Because I added rock sugar..."

Rong Yan ate Zhu Zheng's cold cake leisurely, occasionally asking Zhu Zheng what she had done today. While she answered, she also ate two pieces of cake with her.

It is true that it is not as delicious as when it is fresh after being stored for a long time, but it still has a unique flavor after being cooled in an ice jar.

What's more, Rong Yan had already finished eating. This act of giving face made Zhu Zheng, who was trying cooking again, feel very satisfied. She held half a piece of cake in her hands and couldn't help but smiled with her lips pursed. Her dark eyes curved into crescents.

There was a look of complacency on his brows, but his cheeks were tense, showing a bit of shyness.

Rong Yan suddenly pinched her face and said, "Don't wait so late for me next time."

Zhu Zheng rubbed the place he had pinched with the back of her hand and whispered, "Who was waiting for you... I just slept too much during the day..."

Rong Yan just lowered his eyebrows and looked at her, wiping the crumbs from the corner of her lips.

The two talked for a while, and then Zhu Zheng was urged to go to bed.

She lay in bed but still couldn't fall asleep. She had been craving for something sweet at noon and had only eaten some cold cakes at her sister's place. She had just eaten a few pieces of ice cream with Rong Yan, and her stomach felt chilly.

If Rong Yan knew about this, he would make a fuss about it, and there might be risks in taking the pulse himself, so Zhu Zheng quietly stood up to see if she could have a sip of tea to calm down.

The moonlight is hazy and the stars are shining.

After Rong Yan finished bathing, he changed into pajamas and came out of the bathing room. Just as he was about to go to the study, he saw a figure squatting at the door of the warehouse not far away, bending over to move the millstone on the ground.

"Didn't you say you were going to sleep?" Rong Yan walked over, "Why are you out again?"

"Sir?" Zhu Zheng saw who was coming, stood up shakily, raised her rosy face, and said with a smile, "I'm going to move the moon back to the room..."