After three years of reconciliation, the emperor regretted

In the early morning of the next day, Chu Jingrong rarely stayed in bed. He woke up early, but lay flat on the bed stiffly, without making any movement.

He really didn't know how to face Xiao Yunyan. Last night, his wrist and phalanx were burned all night, and he also suffered from insomnia all night.

Xiao Yunyan was vaguely aware of Chu Jingrong's evasion, so he got up first, ordered Qingwu who was waiting outside the door to put away the bedding on the floor, and by the way said: "Jingrong is not awake yet, please be gentle with your hands and feet, and don't disturb him." It's up to him." After thinking for a while, Xiao Yunyan added: "The bedding is packed, and the king will come over tonight."

Chu Jingrong's hearing was very good, and he was suffocated when he heard this.

Come tonight?It's frivolity, he's addicted, right?I wanted to reprimand Xiao Yunyan and tell Xiao Yunyan to go back to his study to sleep, but he dared to commit crimes while he was asleep, who knew what would happen after a long time?

But after thinking about it, now that he made a sound, the fact that he pretended to be asleep was exposed. Chu Jingrong could only forcefully swallow the words that came to his lips, choking himself a little uncomfortable.

After Xiao Yunyan gave his orders, he rode on the dark clouds and walked out of the palace on snow.

He was still thinking about Wufangzhai's osmanthus crisps, so he tried to make some finished products today, and the things he decided would definitely not be abandoned halfway because he lacked talent.

After Xiao Yunyan left, Chu Jingrong lifted Bo Cen, half sat up, his long black hair was loose, and a strand was wrapped around his wrist.

The face as cold as an exiled fairy was now a bit haggard, Chu Jingrong lowered his eyes, staring at his own jade-white fingers, the end of his eyes was stained with thin red, a little sullen and a little embarrassed.

The more he looked at it, the more something was wrong, and he always felt that there was still a wet touch between his fingertips. Chu Jingrong squeezed the quilt under him tightly, and said in a cold voice: "Qingwu, go get a basin of warm water."

Ben was standing outside the door with a bronze basin, upon hearing this, Qingwu immediately opened the door and walked in, waiting for Chu Jingrong to wake up in the morning.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that my young master took a particularly long time to wash up today. He soaked his hands in warm water, and waited until the water was cold before pulling back his hands and carefully wiping them clean with a towel.

After Chu Jingrong finished washing, Qingwu walked out with the bronze basin, but was stopped by Chu Jingrong's words.

"Qingwu,..."

"My lord, do you have any orders?"

Chu Jingrong subconsciously wanted to ask Xiao Yunyan where he had gone, but when the words came to his lips, he realized that something was wrong, so he waved his hands and gave up: "It's nothing, you can go down."

After Qingwu left, Chu Jingrong was still the same as before, laying out the chessboard and solving the endgame to pass the time. In the past, he sat at the desk for a whole day, but today he was distracted again and again.

Chu Jingrong sighed softly, put the white pieces in his hand back into the chess jar, looked up at the sky, it was time for lunch.

"Qingwu, why don't you serve vegetables?"

Qingwu, who was dozing off with his head on the side, hurriedly stood up when he heard this, damn, he didn't oversleep, did he?But I swept the incense burner beside me, no, there is still a small half of the sandalwood that has not been burned out?

"My lord, it's only a quarter of an hour before lunch time. Are you hungry? Then I'll go to the kitchen and have an early meal today."

"No need, just wait another quarter of an hour." Chu Jingrong's voice was faint, and his eyes were calm. Qingwu couldn't see through the young master's thoughts, so he simply closed his mouth, only cast his eyes on Sandalwood at the side, and waited quietly It finally turned into a cloud of bluish-white incense ash.

In this quarter of an hour, Xiao Yunyan rode dark clouds and stepped on the snow, and rushed back to the palace from Wufangzhai.

He absolutely dare not miss the meal, who knows if Jing Rong will give him a second chance if he misses it once?

Especially when he did such an outrageous thing last night!

Carrying a box of sweet-scented osmanthus crisps in his hand, Xiao Yunyan hurriedly walked towards the main courtyard. Seeing that he was only about to step into the room, he was nailed to the spot by Chu Jingrong's "stop".

After thinking about it, although Xiao Yunyan didn't dare to disobey, he still bravely stepped across the threshold and stood inside the house.

"Jing Rong, I went to buy your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake." Xiao Yunyan raised the pastry in his right hand, and defended himself.

Hearing this, Chu Jingrong's expression paled, he stood up, sat down at the dining table, and said, "Come in."

Xiao Yunyan immediately stepped forward, put the sweet-scented osmanthus crisps on the table, carefully unwrapped the rope, and opened the paper bag used for packaging.

There are five sweet-scented osmanthus crisps inside. The fresh hot sweet-scented osmanthus crisps are crystal clear, slightly yellowish, like white jade in the hand, and covered with a layer of icing sugar, giving them a lustrous luster.

"Jing Rong, try it." Xiao Yunyan's eyes flickered, with a bit of guilty conscience.

He didn't put any condiments in it, how could he have the guts?It's just... It's just that the one that doesn't look very good-looking was made by him himself.

Hiding his selfish intentions, he put it in as a fake. He wanted to know, what would Jing Rong think of his craftsmanship after he tasted it?

Chu Jingrong glanced lightly, but didn't say anything, but his heart was warm.

He stretched out his hand, picked up a piece, put it in his mouth and took a bite. It was soft and sweet, sweet but not greasy, and the fragrance was accompanied by a hint of coolness, which was his favorite taste.

Greedy for a while, Chu Jingrong finished eating one piece and picked up another one, but just after taking a bite, his expression changed.

The mouth was astringent and greasy, because there was too much sugar, it tasted a bit bitter. Chu Jingrong couldn't swallow a mouthful. He picked up the empty plate at hand, covered the corner of his mouth with his sleeve robe, and spit out the half of it on the tip of his tongue. out.

Xiao Yunyan twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to make his expression look more natural.

That's right, the sweet-scented osmanthus crisp that Chu Jingrong vomited out after eating half was his masterpiece today. Because the corners were not cut very neatly, it was very conspicuous when mixed with other sweet-scented osmanthus crisps.

"Jing Rong, what's the matter?" Xiao Yunyan asked in a low voice, pretending to be surprised.

"It's unpalatable." Frowning Liu Mei, Chu Jingrong made an evaluation without mercy. He didn't know that Xiao Yunyan made it himself, and thought it was Wufangzhai's fault, so he put the broken sweet-scented osmanthus cake in. Shoddy.

Xiao Yunyan's expression collapsed, is it really that unpalatable?

He didn't think about it, just twisted the remaining half of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and put it in his mouth, chewed it twice, rolled his Adam's apple, and swallowed it into his stomach.

It's okay for him to eat, but it's a bit sweeter and the taste is a bit harder, but it's not hard to swallow!

Seeing this scene, Chu Jingrong and Qingwu, who was waiting for the dishes, were all stunned.

This is the sweet-scented osmanthus crisp that the young master has eaten!The prince put it in his mouth directly!Isn't this equivalent to... equivalent to...

"Xiao-yun-yan!" Chu Jingrong roared angrily, but seeing Xiao Yunyan looking back at him innocently, he didn't know what he did wrong?

He really didn't think about it that much, and when he thought about it, he realized that he seemed... to belittle Chu Jingrong again.

"Jing Rong, I didn't mean it, I was thinking about..." Halfway through the speech, Xiao Yunyan got stuck, what was he thinking about?Thinking that he shouldn't have swallowed the jujube so whole just now, he should savor it carefully.

Seeing Xiao Yunyan's ears getting redder and redder, how could Chu Jingrong not know what he was reminiscing about?

He stopped talking halfway through the apology, and dared to flirt in front of him?It's getting more and more stupid.

Chu Jingrong's hands were itchy, and she couldn't help moving her fingertips. Finally, after thinking about it, let it go.

What this person did last night was nothing more than this! ?

It's just that Qingwu was present, so he couldn't wipe his face away, but when he asked himself, his closeness to Xiao Yunyan was no longer as resistant as it was at first.

This is not a good sign, but Chu Jingrong is a little addicted to it, the height is extremely cold, who can not be greedy for tenderness and care?

Not wanting to pursue this issue further, Chu Jingrong instructed Qingwu who was at the side: "Qingwu, Bucai."

Xiao Yunyan breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't pursue it, he was tense just now, for fear that the man would slap him again when he was so angry.

Just about to sit down, Chu Jingrong suddenly said, "Stand."

You get angry when you see him, and dare to stick it in front of you?

Xiao Yunyan froze. If it was the past, he would definitely not dare to say more, for fear that if he said more, he would be kicked out in the next second, but now...

Put the remaining sweet-scented osmanthus cake on an empty plate, and pushed it in front of Chu Jingrong, Xiao Yunyan sat down beside Chu Jingrong.

"Jing Rong, eat first, and then I'll stand for as long as I'm done!"

After last night, the relationship between him and Chu Jingrong has subtly changed. This person's attitude towards him has softened too much. Xiao Yunyan is no longer so restrained, and many desires that are suppressed and dare not show up are also a little bit Straightforwardly, she got out, and her behavior was naturally much more presumptuous.

Qingwu at the side also noticed the delicate atmosphere between his son and the prince.

The son no longer rejects people thousands of miles away, the prince's temper is not as dull as before, and getting along with each other is much more harmonious than the initial tense appearance.

The prince stayed in the son's room last night, did something happen?But he didn't hear anything!

Chu Jingrong snorted coldly, seeing that this person bought sweet-scented osmanthus cakes to curry favor with him, all his disobedience and frivolity were wiped away.

Eat without talking, sleep without talking, a meal is quite harmonious.

After the meal, Chu Jingrong went back to the back room to take a nap, and Xiao Yunyan disappeared again.

This was the case for the next few days. Chu Jingrong didn't ask much, but he would receive a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake from time to time, and in that share of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, there must be a piece with a very different taste. Every time he ate it, his brows To be screwed together.

This situation lasted for half a month, and Chu Jingrong wondered if it was Xiao Yunyan's fault?But what is he trying to figure out?This kind of behavior is too childish.

I was going to ask questions, but before I could open my mouth, the unpalatable sweet-scented osmanthus pastry suddenly disappeared. Chu Jingrong could no longer taste the difference in the sweet-scented osmanthus pastry that was brought in later. After a few days, there was such a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus pastry Stand out and become the most to his taste.

It was also from then on that Xiao Yunyan never went to Wufangzhai again, but turned around and went to Daoxiang Village at the foot of the imperial city.

So that night, Chu Jingrong's supper turned into another kind of pastry he loves—mung bean cake.