Mo Ronyan gave a faint expression of kindness and asked Eunuch Gao, "Do you know the dish of white chopped chicken?"
The twelve zodiac mutton-fat white jade carvings alone are worth as much as the dowry prepared by Tan Mansion.
In addition to the preparation by the Minister of Rites, it can be regarded as unprecedented.
"Cut the chicken in vain? Pluck the feathers off the chicken and chop it into small pieces?" Before Eunuch Gao could speak, Fu Beixian's voice came from far away and became closer.
"Pfft..." Su Ruotang couldn't help it anymore and leaned on Tan Zhixi, laughing so hard that her shoulders trembled.
Fu Beixian walked into the front hall and saluted Emperor Wu Shun and Concubine Wan, "Uncle, aunt."
When he was in the Xianqing Palace, he usually called Concubine Wan, his aunt, and also Emperor Wu Shun's uncle.
Emperor Wu Shun liked to come to Xianqing Hall, not only because of his beloved Liu Wanyue, but also because of the warmth and warmth that Xianqing Hall gave him.
Therefore, there are not many rules in Xianqing Hall, and it is more like an ordinary family.
Liu Wanyue motioned Fu Beixian to sit down and asked Mo Ronyan, "Do you want to eat white chicken? Why have I never heard of it?"
Mo Rongyan's eyes fell on Su Ruotang, who was laughing with tears at the end of his eyes. He raised the corners of his lips and said in a deep voice, "It's not that I want to eat it, it's that your future daughter-in-law wants to eat it."
Su Ruotang, who was leaning on Tan Zhixi and shaking with laughter: "..."
Damn she wants to eat it!
A filthy straight man!
Liu Wanyue looked at Su Ruotang: "Tang'er, how do you make this chicken? My concubine asked the chef to cook it for you."
Even Emperor Wu Shun, who looked indifferent, looked at her.
He has eaten so many chickens, and this is the first time he has heard of white-cut chicken.
To be able to make Miss Tanfu miss you so much, I think it must taste very good.
Accepting everyone's attention, Su Ruotang twitched the corners of his mouth and sat up straight.
Bai Zhanji is a modern term used to describe boys with fair skin but poor and thin figure.
After a moment of silence, she said seriously: "Just pluck the white chicken's feathers and chop them into pieces."
Fu Beixian looked as if this was indeed the case, and then asked doubtfully: "If you don't put anything else in this, how can it be delicious when cooked?"
Su Ruotang: "..."
Looking up to meet a few pairs of curious eyes, she continued to lie, "The most high-end ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods."
Liu Wanyue nodded thoughtfully: "Mommy, tell the dining room to prepare this dish."
Su Ruotang's beautiful eyes suddenly widened: "Empress, you..." Do you really want the kitchen to do it?
Liu Wanyue thought she was embarrassed, so she interrupted her with a smile, "My mother-in-law also wants to try the dish that Tang'er can't forget."
Su Ruotang wiped her face and tried to control her expression, "Thank you, Madam."
After finishing her words, she secretly glared at Mo Ronyan.
In ancient times, there were few seasonings and they were boiled directly in water. You can imagine how fishy it was.
She could already imagine how unspeakable the expressions on the table would be when the food was served.
Mo Ronyan saw her expression in his eyes and tapped his slender fingers on the table.
Judging from the look on the future third prince's face, this white-cut chicken... seems to have a hidden agenda.
Tan Zhixi asked Su Ruotang in a low voice: "Tang'er, where have you eaten white chicken? Is it delicious?"
Su Ruotang's forehead twitched, and he glared at Mo Ronyan again, and whispered: "I've seen it before, but I've never eaten it."
Mo Rong glanced at her with half-smiling eyes, and his voice was clear and pleasant, but the overflowing pronunciation made Su Ruotang wish she could mute him.
"Ms. Su will never forget it after seeing it. Miss Su will have to eat more later."
Liu Wanyue agreed: "Mommy, let the dining room cook two dishes."
Su Ruotang covered his face.
Ruined.
This shouldn’t be considered bullying, right?
Soon after, everyone at the table fell silent as they looked at the white chicken on the table.
Liu Wanyue looked at the white chicken that was smoking and smelling fishy on the table, and hesitated: "Tang'er, is this the white chicken?"
Fu Beixian pinched his nose and leaned back: "Miss Su Er, are you sure this thing is really edible?"
There was a big fishy smell, it looked white and full of oil, and it had no appetite.
The corner of Su Ruotang's mouth twitched crazily, and he looked at Fu Beixian. His face was full of sincerity, and he gave a definite answer, "It can be eaten."
It won't kill you, but as for the taste, it's a bit over the top...
She didn't say this.
Because, a chicken leg appeared in her bowl.
In my ears, the man's clear voice came, "You have been thinking about it for so long, try it first."
The strong fishy smell lingered in the nostrils, and Su Ruotang felt like shooting himself in the foot.
Facing the other four pairs of shining eyes on the table, she took a deep breath, slowly took off her veil, and stretched out her chopsticks tremblingly.
Before she could pick up the chicken legs, Fu Beixian's confused voice sounded, "Hey, Miss Su Er looks like a male goblin who seduces her cousin..."
As he said that, he looked at Mo Ronyan, his eyes full of - you scumbag!
Su Ruotang understood the meaning in his eyes, met Mo Ronyan's calm gaze, and shrank her neck.
She originally thought that Fu Beixian would recognize her if she pulled off the veil.
Unexpectedly, he deeply believed that she was an ugly girl and the "male temptress" was a boy, and he didn't even think about it in other directions.
Emperor Wu Shun and Liu Wanyue felt sorry in their hearts when they saw Su Ruotang's face clearly.
If there was no black birthmark on the left side of her face, her appearance would be far better than that of her mother.
It's a pity that beautiful jade has flaws.
"Xian'er, you said the male goblin looks like Tang'er?" Liu Wanyue caught the key point of Fu Beixian's words.
Fu Beixian's gaze paused on Su Ruotang's intact right face, his eyes flashing with surprise.
Hearing Liu Wanyue's words, she said angrily: "Auntie, that male goblin who seduced my cousin is exactly the same as Miss Su Er!"
If he hadn't later confirmed from the old man in the Su family that Mrs. Su had only given birth to a daughter, he would have suspected that the male goblin was Su Ruotang's twin brother or younger brother.
Su Male Fairy Ruotang was silent, lowering his head and trying to reduce his presence.
In the eyes of Liu Wanyue and others, she looked like she was heartbroken by Mo Ronyan.
Liu Wanyue stepped on Emperor Wu Shun hard - the upper beam was not straight and the lower beam was crooked.
Emperor Wu Shun met the accusing eyes of his beloved concubine and wisely remained silent.
"Tang'er, don't worry, the concubine will definitely find the male goblin and send him to Nanman to feed snakes!" Liu Wanyue turned to hold Su Ruotang's hand and glared at Mo Ronyan.
Tan Zhixi pursed her red lips. The nervousness she felt when dining with Emperor Wu Shun for the first time disappeared without a trace under the influence of the male goblin.
Her almond-shaped eyes held resentment, and she secretly glanced at Mo Ronyan.
Scumbag!
Mo Ronyan: "..."
He raised his long fingers and pinched his forehead with a headache.
How long will she play the game of male goblin?
"Miss Su, if you don't eat it, the chicken will be cold."
His hand with clear joints knocked on the table.
Su Ruotang glanced at him guiltily and smiled sweetly at Liu Wanyue, "Empress, there is actually no need to let her feed snakes. Since ancient times, it has been normal for men to have three wives and four concubines."
Liu Wanyue felt even more sorry for her after hearing this.
Emperor Wu Shun also glanced at her approvingly: "It's good that you have this awareness."
Tan Zhixi grinded her teeth and secretly decided to wait until she returned home to talk to her grandma about the need to give Emperor Wu Shun the money alone this year.
You only need to pay the national tax.
Su Ruotang: "..."
Bullshit awareness.
I'm just being polite!
Be polite!
She didn't dare to say this.
This is ancient times where imperial power is supreme, not modern times where everyone is equal.
Liu Wanyue glared at Emperor Wu Shun, then looked at Fu Beixian, "Keep an eye on Yan'er. If that male goblin appears again, he will be tied up and thrown to the south barbarians!"
Fu Beixian's eyes widened and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Auntie, are you sure it was me who tied people up and threw them to the South Barbarians, and not me who was tied up and thrown to the South Barbarians?"
Liu Wanyue blinked, assessed the gap between her nephew and her son, and gave up.
She picked up the chopsticks, picked up a chicken leg and put it in Su Ruotang's bowl, "Tang'er, try the white chopped chicken. When the concubine sees the male goblin, she will take care of it herself."
The small bowl as big as a palm was completely occupied by two chicken legs.
Su Ruotang looked at the white and buttery chicken drumsticks in the bowl and felt like crying.
You are already taking care of that "male goblin" yourself.
Mo Ronyan leaned on the back of the chair and looked at her with a half-smile. His voice was neither soft nor serious, with his usual low voice, "Miss Su, don't be too moved. If there is not enough room, we can do it again."
He confirmed his guess that the chicken that Su Ruotang mentioned was definitely not the chicken that was eaten.
Probably refers to Sang Kui.
Under the strange gazes of everyone, Su Ruotang stretched out his chopsticks as if he were dead.
She felt that if she ate this chicken today, in the next month...
No, she wouldn't want to eat for two months.
Perhaps, maybe, she might become the first time-traveling woman to starve to death in history.
Seeing her chopsticks touch the chicken legs, Eunuch Gao's surprised voice came, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Highness is awake."
The eunuch's high-pitched voice sounded like the sound of nature to Su Ruotang's ears.
She quickly put down her chopsticks and looked at Emperor Wu Shun and Liu Wanyue with a solemn face, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I will go see the Second Prince."
Liu Wanyue's gentle brows showed joy, and she said excitedly: "Go, let Yan'er and Xian'er accompany you there first, we will be here soon."
"Mother Bu, ask the kitchen to bring the dumplings I just made."
The second half of the sentence was addressed to Aunt Bu.
"Yes, concubine."
Just as Nanny Bu agreed, she felt a figure flash before her eyes.
Looking carefully, Su Ruotang almost used Qinggong and quickly walked towards the side hall.
Mo Ronyan looked at her figure running faster than a rabbit, glanced at the white chicken on the table, and a slight smile flashed in his eyes.
He stood up slowly and looked sideways at Fu Beixian, "Let's go."
"This kid..." Seeing the three people leaving, Liu Wanyue chuckled, "Get rid of Bai Zhanji."
In the side hall, Mo Jinming was sitting on the bedside. When he saw Su Ruotang, he sincerely thanked her, "Thank you, Miss Su, for saving my life."
His eyebrows were gentle, his tone was gentle, and he was as gentle as a noble nobleman.
Su Ruotang blessed his body: "It is the duty of a doctor. This time my cousin bumped into His Highness the Second Highness and caused His Highness to fall into the water. I saved His Highness also for my cousin."
When Mo Jinming heard her frankly speaking out about her purpose of saving him, a hint of approval flashed in his eyes.
Immediately, he looked behind Su Ruotang and frowned slightly, "Miss Tan didn't mean to hit me. It was me who didn't look at the road. I don't blame Miss Tan."
Does this sound familiar?
Su Ruotang blinked, seeing the worry and anxiety in his eyes, and a bold idea suddenly came to his mind.
The next second, she immediately suppressed this thought.
Mo Rongyan glanced at his second brother in surprise, raising his eyebrows slightly, "Who among you hit whom?"
The second brother seems gentle and friendly, but in fact he is very cold towards others.
Except for his mother and concubine, his father, Fu Beixian and himself, he has never been seen worrying about anyone else...
Mo Jin meditated and didn't want to speak: "I was the one who hit Miss Tan!"
Because he spoke too hastily, his breath suddenly became unsteady, and he covered his lips and kept coughing after he finished speaking.
Fu Beixian took the warm water from the palace man's hand and handed it to him, "Second brother, drink some water first."
Mo Jinming took the water and took a sip to suppress the itching in his throat.
As soon as he raised his head, he ran into Mo Ronyan's deep black eyes.
He looked away unnaturally.
Su Ruotang looked at Mo Jinming and secretly sighed that there really were no ugly people in the royal family.
Mo Jinming's appearance was not as cold and peerless as Mo Ronyan's.
But he is as gentle as jade. When talking to him, it feels like the spring breeze is blowing, gentle and affectionate.
It's simply a middle-aged and gentle male supporting role.
This type of man is often the one that readers find difficult to calm down.
Either he was weak and sick and died early, or he died for the heroine.
In the next three days, Su Ruotang would give Mo Jinming infusions every day.
Of course, every time she gave an infusion, she would light the soothing incense first.
After Mo Jinming falls asleep, give him an infusion.
Just because Mo Ronyan can accept it, doesn't mean that Mo Jinming can accept it too.
A common man is not guilty of harboring a jade, and she doesn't want to be treated as an outlier.
...
In the early morning of this day, people gathered on the street early and stared at the Su Mansion excitedly.
"Your Majesty is really kind and asked the Ministry of Rites to prepare a betrothal gift for Miss Su."
"Hey, what do you think the specifications of Miss Su and Miss Su will be?"
"It's definitely incomparable! Miss Su Er is the concubine, His Majesty's favorite prince and concubine, and the cousin of Huang Shang Tan Mansion.
As for Miss Su, she is just the daughter of a maid. She lives in pairs with the fifth prince before she is married. Now His Majesty has appointed the fifth prince as his concubine. According to etiquette, there is no betrothal gift for the concubine! "
While the people were talking about it, two groups of people slowly approached the Su Mansion.
Looking at one of the groups, the people's discussion seemed to be cut off.
The huge street was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
