[Princess Sissi] Apocalypse

What about being courteous? "

Mr. Oswilk Jr. looked a little embarrassed.

"Although those words are very sweet, they are too flattering, and I am not stupid, sir."

"Can I ask a question?"

"what?"

"What's wrong with my words." Little Mr. Oswilk hesitated, his eyes widened, as if Song Yi's words were accusing him.

Song Yi found it funny, and couldn't help but said: "I told you, can you improve it?"

"Of course, the art of language, like clothing, can never be left behind."

Song Yi laughed: "Okay, sir, it's much more normal for you to behave like this now, I think I still owe you a thank you, at the tea party."

"Oh, that's nothing." Mr. Oswilk wrinkled his nose cutely.

"Okay." Song Yi nodded, then cleared her throat.

"Now tell me, then, in what way did you hope to impress me until I promised you?"

The blond young man didn't speak, but his cheeks flushed shamefully.

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"Oh! forget it if you can," said little Mr. Oswilk in a miserable voice.

"It really hurts me to express your thoughts so honestly," Songyi said.

Mr. Oswilk Jr. sat upright: "No, I think this is just a respect for you. Many times, I always have my own estimates for things that are unlikely to be achieved."

Song Yi nodded in agreement,

"In this way, you and I can actually have a very good and peaceful start."

"That means, reconciliation?" asked Mr. Oswellk Jr.

"I think so. It's not like saying that I didn't have any prejudice against you before."

Little Mr. Oswilk laughed, those green eyes were really shining, and his blond hair was so dazzling.

"Then," Song Yi said, and then looked at the blond young man, "What is the reason that prompted you to change? Please tell me honestly."

Little Mr. Oswellk blushed, but he answered honestly.

"If you'd like, I'd love to try what you said last time, 'tofu'."

Song Yi blinked in surprise, but finally she nodded.

"can."

Songyi had promised Carl to make it for her to eat, and had someone make tools before, but it was temporarily put on hold because Mr. Oswilk's family came to visit. Now that Mr. Wanting to taste it, they simply ended their dry walk.

Tofu is not difficult to make, in order to cater for everyone's taste, and now just in time for afternoon tea, Song Yi decided to make tofu into milk tofu.

Changing from soybeans to baishengsheng tofu is like a magic show.

The aroma of beans radiated in the small kitchen. The overly strong taste was evaporated by the milk, and the sweetness of honey was added. A piece of milk tofu the size of a palm was placed in the porcelain white plate, and a silver spoon was placed beside it. Two bamboo leaves are used as decoration.

"All right."

Song Yi arranged the things and asked the maid to bring them up.

"This is tofu? It comes from the East." The Duke of Oswellk exclaimed. He loves almost all Chinese culture, but he has not yet touched on food.

"It looks very delicate." Mr. Oswilk Jr. also praised, and then wondered, "Why did you need it when you were making tea before?"

Little Mr. Oswellk couldn't connect the tea washing set with this white and tender little cutie, which is a bit unbelievable.

"Because the purple clay pot is made of ceramics, it will have an earthy smell, and the most taboo thing about tea is the earthy smell. Tofu can absorb this smell, and it can also make the purple clay pot harder and more durable."

The old Duke of Oswellk gave a few compliments, and everyone began to taste the rare milk tofu.

Because it is a soy product, it is soft and delicate in itself. After adding milk, it will be more fragrant and mellow. The fragrance of bamboo is refreshing, and the sweetness of honey can be tasted on the tip of the tongue. It will not be too thick, but it will leave a fragrance on the lips and teeth.

Compared with the pure sweetness of butter, this milk tofu can be said to cater to their preferences.

"I didn't expect such common or even cheap ingredients to make such delicious food." said the duchess, who had never talked much, with a smile of wonder from the corner of her mouth.

Song Yi looked at the Duchess and smiled slightly.

"Milk and soybeans are not expensive, but the bamboo leaves for decoration are not cheap."

The Duchess looked surprised.

Song Yi continued: "The taste of Chinese food has never been about the price, but it's never because they are just cheap, but because, for the most delicious enjoyment, they are usually only paired with the most suitable things, not the most convenient Or simply the most expensive."

She raised her hand and twirled the lush leaf.

"In China, this kind of thing that I need to spend three gold coins to buy now is just a common thing in their country."

"Your Highness loves Chinese culture very much?" the old duke asked with thoughtful eyes.

"Oh, Mr. Duke, good culture is naturally loved by everyone. Hasn't the Emperor of Austria built more than 100 new schools in recent years?"

The old prince was taken aback for a moment, while Duke Max raised his glass.

"Respect culture."

After the old Duke Oswilk's family left that day, they did not make any wishes, and Ludovica's expectations fell through.

"It's nothing special, dear, our Sissy deserves better. In my opinion, even the Emperor of Austria may not be worthy of her!"

Duke Max will always be such a lovely father. No matter what his daughter looks like, he will always be beautiful and intelligent in his heart. Even the clouds in the sky are not as beautiful as half of her finger.

Ludovica was a little frustrated, and soon became aggrieved. She did not criticize her child, but reflected on herself, maybe she was a little too hasty.

Although her second daughter is not as gentle and quiet as her eldest daughter, she has a decent aristocratic style, but she is also a smart and beautiful girl, and there is no need to feel wronged here.

After thinking about it this way, Ludoweika was not so anxious, but, soon, another opportunity was placed in front of her.

"Aunt Sophie wrote a letter?" Helene was a little surprised.

"Yes, my dear, keep your voice down," said Ludovica.

Helene lowered her voice: "But, I don't think Daddy will agree."

After all, Mr. Oswilk's own goal made him very unhappy. Although he won, it was still a bit humiliating in general.

"So I told you first, and, dear, I have to tell you honestly, you will not be Sophie's only candidate."

"Me?" Helene was a little surprised, "Mom, isn't it us?"

Ludoweika smiled: "God, my good daughter, do you think Sissy can be a queen?"

Ludovica shook her head again without waiting for Helene's answer.

"The emperor's marriage is not something he can decide on his own. Moreover, he is a docile child, polite, and follows tradition. What he needs is a gentle queen like you."

Helene blushed a little: "Mom."

"Don't be shy, baby."

Ludovica caressed Helene's face, she was very confident about it, because Helen was not only beautiful but also had a bearing, she was well-behaved, gentle and calm, even in the Vienna court, she was always able to retreat freely.

As for Helene herself, she doesn't have a deep memory of the emperor, but there is never a lack of words and praises about him around her. Those virtual images have gradually become a tall figure, young, handsome, gentle and polite, and great. Which woman would not love the young emperor of Austria?

Ludovica's plan worked, she told Max that her sister Sophie invited them to the summer palace in Ischer to catch up.

"I hope she didn't invite me!" Duke Max's eyes widened.

To be honest, he doesn't like these princesses in the Bavarian royal family at all, except for Ludovica, she is the cutest one in it, and in contrast, the woman named Sophie is a devil, a tough female devil.

I can't blame Duke Max for not liking Sophie, because from the moment they knew each other existed, they hardly gave each other any good looks.

Sophie looked down on Max, and Max thought Sophie was a pervert, and of course, she was the kind of woman who could kill a puppy without blinking.

"I get chills when I think of her." Max shivered deliberately.

Ludovica laughed angrily: "Sophie didn't invite you."

"Thank God," Max muttered, before drinking a glass of rum to calm his nerves.

Now that the highest female leader in the family has spoken, Song Yi dare not disobey, not to mention, it would be nice to go out for a stroll.

However, she regretted it less than half a day after leaving the house.

"I will not allow you to drill under my skirt again." She blushed and almost gritted her teeth.

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"Are you going to tell me now?"

Song Yi opened her mouth, and then the maid Kovka's inquiry came from outside the carriage.

"Is there anything you need, Your Highness."

Kofka was originally Ludwig's maid, but Songyi liked her better, she was a smart and quiet girl, and Ludwig also agreed to let Kofka take care of his younger sister.

"Nothing, when are we leaving?"

"It will be all right in a little while, Your Highness."

Once again, the carriage fell into silence.