Daily life of black skin cub's princess

The sesame seeds on the shortbread were burnt crisp by the iron pan, and when the shell of the sesame seeds was bitten off, the aroma burst into the mouth from the tip of the teeth.The outer skin of the shortbread is crispy and brittle, but the inner is very soft, layered on top of each other, and a thin layer of sesame sauce is applied between the inner layers, giving it a mellow and fragrant taste.Then there is a mouthful of boiled white porridge, the two are matched together in a suitable thickness, simple but delicious.

However, Lu Xi's food was not very delicious. In fact, no one would be able to eat under the gaze of four piercing eyes.

"What?" Lu Xi put down the shortbread, raised his brows, and said helplessly, "Can I have it for breakfast?"

Ning Bo smiled "hehe", and changed from staring openly to sneaking glances from the corner of his eye.

Lu Xi: "..." Does this mean he is blind?

But obviously one person really regarded Lu Xie as blind. Ning Bo restrained himself a little, but the other one continued to stare at Lu Xie without embarrassment at all.

"Aren't you hungry?" Lu Xi was extremely helpless, "Will you be full just by staring at me?"

Wu Xun smiled and said, "You haven't said whether the shortbread is good or not."

"Delicious, the best shortbread I've ever eaten in my life." Lu Xi was speaking the truth. It wasn't that the chef in the imperial dining room was not good at cooking, but that he had to wait for the shortbread in the palace if he wanted to eat shortbread. It can only be eaten after layers of inspection, and it is mostly cold in his mouth, but the shortbread is the best when it is just out of the pan.Only when Anping came to look for him, Lu Xi could occasionally eat some freshly baked snacks, which were abducted by Anping to Yushan Fangshun when he came to the East Palace.

Satisfied, Wu Xun also took a piece of shortbread, took a bite, and opened his eyes a little bit.

Lu Xi was amused by him: "What? Delicious?"

Wu Xun nodded again and again, with a sense of happiness on his face.

Seeing that he was eating deliciously, Lu Xi increased his appetite and even drank an extra bowl of porridge than usual.When he finished eating, Wu Xun was still eating, it didn't matter if he ate or not, but he kept staring at himself while eating.

After being seen from behind, Lu Xi couldn't help but touch his face to make sure that there was nothing strange on his face. In the end, there was nothing he could do, so he could only ask again: "What do you think I am doing?"

"You look good."

Lu Xi, who was caught off guard by receiving this compliment, blinked his eyes, feeling that the weather is a bit hot today, so he cleared his throat with a fan to cover it up, and pretended not to care, and said, "It's not the first time you've seen it, and I won't Why run and stare?"

"My father said it." Wu Xun thought for a while, "To praise a person for his good looks is to praise him for his beauty."

Ning Bo was fiddling with potted plants at the side, but his ears were always pricked up, so he couldn't hold back all of a sudden, and burst out laughing with a "puchi".

The tips of Lu Xie's ears were also red, and now he sincerely began to envy Wu Xun's complexion, for example, now, the perpetrator was happily eating shortbread, not knowing what embarrassing words he said.

Before Lu Xun could figure out how to respond, Wu Xun continued: "But every time my father said something like this, my mother would grab my father's ear and tell me that in the future, I must never Learn from my father's glib tongue."

"So?" Lu Xun wanted to hear Wu Xun's conclusion, because he had a hunch that this conclusion must be a conclusion that Wu Xun's mother hadn't thought of.

"That's why I don't want to imitate my father's smooth tongue, I want to do it." Wu Xun is very serious, "Since it is beautiful and delicious, of course it should be eaten with dinner."

Lu Xun: "..." Sure enough, three-year-olds look older and seven-year-olds look older. The agreement they made back then was that Xiao Xun'er would be the champion of martial arts in the capital after he grew up. It can be seen that Xiao Xun'er was very self-aware of himself back then. The option of the examination paper champion was excluded from future choices.

When Wu Xun was almost full, Lu Xun smiled and opened the fan and shook it, deliberately showing a part of his arm, and saw the flash of light in Wu Xun's eyes with satisfaction: "Xun'er, you misunderstood what Uncle meant. Already." Lu Xi said slowly, "A beautiful meal is for eating, not a meal. If you want to think that I am beautiful, what do you think should be done?"

Wu Xun was stunned, his face turned red bit by bit, and Lu Xun got up and walked leisurely to the back room. After Wu Xun heard the loud laughter coming from the room, he completely turned into a little quail, The shortbread was too chewy.

After half a cup of tea, Wu Xun finally managed to stuff the last half of the stale shortbread in, and Ning Bo came over to clear the table.Seeing his distraught, Ning Bo smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be discouraged, young master

His face is thicker than the city wall, many people have insulted him, and even more people have been insulted by him, but this is the first time I have seen the young master blush.The young hero has a promising future, but he has to make persistent efforts. "

Although Ning Bo had already secretly replaced the word "young hero" in his heart at this moment, and replaced it with "princess concubine".

Well, as expected of the Crown Princess, she can actually make the Crown Prince blush.

The young couple have a good relationship and a good relationship.

Ning Bo laughed while thinking, and the creases at the end of his eyes were more than the tail creases of the goldfish in the pond.

***

The crown prince's black hands are even darker, and all civil and military officials in the court have the same consensus on this point.Even the right minister, who is still a child but always clamoring for the prince with his staff, has to admit it.Although he has eaten more salt than the prince has traveled, but he has only suffered a lot more from the hands of the prince.

So Xiao Heipi, who successfully molested the prince during breakfast and made the prince blush, suffered revenge at this moment.

"This sentence is wrong, try again."

At this moment, Lu Xie was leaning against the soft bed with a volume of books, while Wu Xun was racking his brains to recite the book of war in Lu Xie's hand.Lu Xun's eyes were closed, and he seemed to be asleep, but whenever Wu Xun made a mistake, he pointed it out very accurately. This was the fifth time Wu Xun had to start from scratch.

After Wu Xun finally finished reciting the chapter requested by Lu Xun, Lu Xun opened his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth: "Not bad."

Wu Xun scratched his hair and grinned foolishly, as if endorsing the book wasn't that difficult.

But Lu Xun's smile didn't last long. After Wu Xun ate an apple, Lu Xun said slowly, "There is a pen and ink on the table, and I will silently write down what I just recited."

Wu Xun's smile collapsed in an instant. For him, the difficulty of silent writing lies not in silent writing, but in writing.

But there is no way, there is no escape, Wu Xun can only bite the bullet and spread the paper.

Lu Xi got up from the soft bed, walked to Wu Xun and sat down, raised the wide sleeve of his right hand slightly with his left hand, took out an ink stick with his right hand and slowly grinded it: "I'll grind the ink for you, you write."

Wu Xun knew that he couldn't hide, so he sat down and slowly wrote down the strategy theory he had just memorized, with the idea of ​​early death and early rebirth.

Because they were so close, the incense on Lu Xun's body also got into Wu Xun's nostrils. Unknowingly, Wu Xun's restless heart calmed down. Gradually, it seemed that only he and Lu Xun were left in the world. Paper in front of pen in hand.

When the last stroke was completed, Lu Xi took the pen from his hand and put it aside, smiled slightly: "Isn't this very good?"

Only then did Wu Xun come back to his senses, looking at the handwriting all over the paper, he couldn't believe it.

Lu Xi shook his head, who said that Xun'er could not write well?

In fact, it's not that Wu Xun's handwriting is not good-looking. His handwriting was taught by his neighbor's two grandpas when he was a child. There must be no reason for it.But Wu Xun was extremely impatient with writing. According to the teacher who taught Wu Xun when he was a child, it would be even more difficult for him to sit down and copy a poem honestly.

But Lu Xun felt that Wu Xun was neither impatient nor smart enough, and there was no obstacle for him to keep silent for such a long and difficult art of war. It can be seen that his inability to sit still is just that he is not interested in poetry and songs.

"Children can be taught." Lu Xun raised his hand and rubbed the top of Wu Xun's hair, but he managed to make Wu Xun blush again.

Lu Xi was a little surprised, if he said that he did it on purpose when he left the banquet in the morning, but now he didn't do anything, why did Xun'er blush again?

"what happened?"

"Y-No one has praised my writing skills yet." Wu Xun smiled shyly, "Besides, the ink scent on your body is very good."

Before Lu Xi could reply, Wu Xun turned somersault out of the window, and the words came from the wind: "I'm going to practice martial arts." Slip quickly, although he is a bit slow, he is not stupid. It's about to do black hands.

Lu Xi helped his forehead helplessly, and at the end he giggled too. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of ink stains on his cuff. No wonder Xun'er could smell the fragrance of ink.

Hearing the rustling of the bamboo forest, Lu Xun knew that Wu Xun was going to practice martial arts and didn't want to disturb him, so he sat back at the table and picked up the piece of paper that Xun'er had just written and read it carefully.Not long after, a black shadow appeared beside the table. The black shadow knelt down by the table with one knee, holding a big burden in his hand.

"This is……"

"The emperor asked his subordinates to give it to you." An Yi suppressed a smile and stood up, put the bag in front of Lu Xi, and opened it.

Looking at the thick memorial in front of him, the corners of Lu Xi's mouth twitched: "Why is this

so much? "

"The emperor has been with the empress for the past few days." The implication is that the memorials for the past few days are all here.

Lu Xi rubbed his forehead, casually opened the top memorial, glanced at it, and became even more speechless: "This memorial to impeach Gu, the emperor also wants Gu to criticize it?"

After thinking for a while, he tried to recall the emperor's tone: "The emperor said, let His Royal Highness do things cheaply, love to kill, love to cut."

Lu Xi: "..."

After approving a few memorials, Lu Xi's anger dissipated, and he felt a little helpless: "Father has been a vegetarian for half his life, and he plans to eat meat for the rest of his life?"

"The emperor also said that if His Highness teases him for the rest of his life, he should ask his subordinates to tell His Highness that the second half of his life has nothing to do with him. He plans to learn from the Supreme Emperor and return to the mountains in a few years."

Lu Xi was completely speechless, what kind of father is this?Who started it?When will the emperor have a retirement system?

After approving a few more books, Lu Xi's mind became more active. In fact, few of the memorials contained any constructive content. Just like my grandfather, wild cranes in the countryside..."

"Your Highness, the emperor asked his subordinates to bring a word."

"Say."

"The emperor said that if His Highness wants to be like the Supreme Emperor, he must serve at least 20 years first."

Lu Xi: "..." This prince can't do it anymore!