The princess relies on the cat to get the upper hand + special episode

Lu Wanzhen couldn't help but feel distressed for herself.

The cat in his arms suddenly folded its front paws, as if hugging him distressedly, a big question mark appeared on Le Ning's head:

"Your Highness, do you think it's windy and cold outside?"

Lu Wanzhen looked at her sadly for a while, then sighed, and deeply understood in her heart:

It is probably impossible to reach a state of sympathy with Ah Ning in this life.

The kitten moved its buttocks and jumped down from her arms.

Le Ning didn't catch it for a while, and let it slide down from his arms like noodles, quickly and silently ran away from his side, heading towards the direction where the couple left just now.

Le Ning called out subconsciously:

"Hey, Your Highness...?"

The gray-white little dumpling looked back under the moonlight, the fur on its body was fluffy and shiny, as if it had been coated with a layer of silver, and the golden-brown eyes were illuminated, with small crescent moons in the bottom of the eyes, and slowly blinked at Le Ning.

It seems to be reassuring to her, or...

Le Ning shook his head, watched the cat run away, and said to himself after a long time:

"Really, does she know that cats wink at their owners to show they like it?"

……

Day two.

Le Ning got up early and had nothing to do, so he went to the kitchen again, thinking that the Chinese New Year would be around the corner, and his restaurant would sell some more Lantern Festival and glutinous rice balls, so he thought about different fillings.

Peanuts, sesame seeds, purple sweet potatoes, brown sugar...

You can give it a try.

Tangyuan is slightly different from Yuanxiao. Le Ning decided to start with glutinous rice balls. Modern sesame and peanut fillings are the most common. She recalled the method and started tossing.

Soak glutinous rice flour in water, mash peanuts and sesame seeds, then sauté until fragrant, knead balls...the steps are simple, and Le Ning quickly made small white balls and neatly arranged them on the stove, like ordering bean soldiers.

While the boiling water was churning, the snow-colored balls crowded together and gradually became fatter, filling up the entire surface of the water in a short while. Le Ning slowly scooped it up with a spoon, and the steaming mist flowed towards her. Her face was curled away, instantly covering her with a misty layer of water vapor, and at this moment, there happened to be light coming in from the window, and when viewed from the side, her face appeared crystal clear.

She had greeted the servants in Lu Biheng's yard in advance, and today the yard didn't cook too many breakfasts, and only took a few snacks from Lu's kitchen.

The staple food is Le Ning's glutinous rice balls.

The glutinous rice balls with different fillings are rolled in the distiller's lees soup, and there is a sweet smell——

When Le Ning took the maid to carry the plate into Zhou Xiantong's room, he happened to see the gray-white little dumpling sneak in and rub against her feet.

For a moment, Le Ning couldn't tell whether it was Lu Wanzhen or Zhima.

After all, in order to get close to her, a certain His Royal Highness is losing his bottom line day by day.

Fortunately, no matter who it is, she likes this set quite a lot, so after putting down the glutinous rice balls, she went to pick up the cat and wanted to take it to eat something else.

Zhou Xiantong was stirring the hot soup with a spoon at the side, and the snow-colored glutinous rice balls in it were rolling with her movements. Le Ning was busy feeding the cat, so she had no time to remind her to burn her mouth, when she suddenly heard a short voice at the table: "Hmm..."

In the house, Lu Biheng, who had just finished changing his clothes, had excellent hearing, and the belt around his waist hadn't been fastened yet, so he had already raised the curtain and walked out, walking quickly to his wife's side.

Le Ning was also a little anxious——

But what moved faster than the two of them was the little thing in Le Ning's arms.

The cat immediately jumped onto the table and gently pushed the cold tea on the other side to Zhou Xiantong's side with its paws.

Zhou Xiantong took a sip, put down the teacup and smiled at Le Ning and her husband:

"It's just burning your mouth, you two don't need to be so nervous."

Le Ning was a little annoyed: "It's all my fault that I didn't keep this breakfast for a while..."

"It's okay, the cold tea sent by His Highness is very timely."

It happened just now, but now everyone knows that the cat's identity is Lu Wanzhen.

No matter how human Sesame is, it will not reach this point.

Now that Zhou Xiantong is safe and sound, Lu Biheng and Le Ning can relax a little bit, and finally they can look at the cat.

The gray-white little dumpling flicked its tail, and softly called out to them:

"Meow~"

Le Ning: "...!" So cute!

Lu Biheng and Zhou Xiantong: "...!"

They were also a little overwhelmed.

Le Ning subconsciously looked at his mother and father, and found that they were sitting at the table silently eating breakfast at the same time. He could only smile at the cat, and then asked someone to bring a goat milk pudding for His Highness.

She didn't dare to feel sorry for Mao Mao too obviously, knowing that it might take more time to soften the attitude of her father and mother.

One person and one cat are very harmonious on the table.

Lu Wanzhen looked at Lu Biheng, then at Zhou Xiantong, and then at being able to stay by Le Ning's side, and suddenly felt satisfied, so he flicked his tail, feeling very comfortable.

Lu Biheng sat down beside his wife, saw the interaction between Le Ning and Lu Wanzhen, exchanged glances with his wife, and then bowed his head to have breakfast.

After a while—

Seeing that the bottom of the bowl was empty, Lu Biheng put down the spoon, cleared his throat, and reminded:

"Your Highness should attend the morning meeting today, so it's better to pay attention to the time."