Princess Ruilu's marriage was so idle people in the capital. After a few days of discussion, they were replaced by another unbelievable thing. Prince Xin and Princess Ruqiqige were captured by Prince Xin and Prince Xin in bed. Prince Xin and Prince Xin fainted in anger.

"Some people say it was a bureau set up by the princess of the princess of the king." Honeysuckle said everything the city heard.

Yan Huo sneered, "Even if it is, it is forced by Prince Xin." Prince Xin has five concubines and four concubine daughters. The legitimate son ranks fourth. He disappeared nine years ago on the Shangyuan Festival and has been missing. The only child is gone, and the prince's concubine is almost collapsed. It is believed that Prince Xin is not sad at all. He still takes a concubine and goes to the brothel to drink wine.

If it does not break out in silence, it will perish in silence; nine years of resentment piled up, Prince Xin broke out in this way. The follow-up of the matter is expected and unexpected; if Prince Qiqige and Tang Ke have been separated by the emperor, they have moved back to the Siyi Mansion; Prince Xin changed the person, and Prince Xin was stimulated and kept ill in bed.

The matter of the Prince Xin’s Mansion was not glorious. Princess Nanping refused to say at home that it was nothing to do with him. Yan Hu didn’t pay much attention to it. She was busy carving melons. This time, the carving was two people sitting on the boat, holding lotus flowers at the bow, and Fu Zhixing sat at the stern with a wooden oar in his hand.

In the evening, Fu Zhixing went to the Minister's Mansion to pick up Yan Huo; Yan Tongzhu wanted to take care of his pregnant wife and didn't go out, and Yan Tongming went out early in the morning and didn't know where he went. Yan Huo guessed that he was going to find Tan Xiuyue, "Before his wife got married, she forgot her sister, the third brother who was heartless."

"I'm with you." Fu Zhixing held her hand, his fingers connected, "For a lifetime."

Yan Huo nodded and smiled brightly. The only one who can accompany him for the rest of his life is his lover.

On the Chinese Valentine's Day, the curfew was lifted in the capital. There were many tourists and hawkers on the street. When they arrived at Chang Street, they got off the carriage. Yan Hu's eyes were attracted by a stall making sugar paintings. There were many adults and children around the candy paintings. Before they could squeeze in, they heard a burst of cheers.

"I'm so lucky." Yan Huo saw a little boy transferring to a big carp. Due to the styling, the syrup used by big carp is the third most, and it's hard to transfer, "Cousin Fu, I want to transfer too."

Fu Zhixing took out five copper coins and handed them to the stall owner, "If you want to, just turn around." The little girl has not grown up yet and her childlike innocence has not yet disappeared.

Yan Huo turned around, but unfortunately he couldn't turn to the big carp, and turned to the simplest little flower. Yan Huo didn't dislike it, holding the candy flower and continued shopping with Fu Zhixing. When he walked to the street, a young couple selling tofu flower were shouting and greeting the guests.

"Cousin Fu, I'm hungry." Yan Huo finished eating the candy painting and threw the small wooden stick to the side.

"Let's go eat tofu flowers." Fu Zhixing smiled.

The two of them sat down at the empty table at the stall, and the young woman stepped forward and said, "What do you two want to eat?"

"Two bowls of tofu flower, one bowl of sweet and one bowl of salty." Yan Hu helped Fu Zhixing order together. She ate the sweet, and Fu Zhixing ate the salty.

Fu Zhixing's lips raised slightly and he was in a good mood.

After a while, two bowls of full-sized tofu flowers were delivered. One bowl of tofu flowers was sprinkled with light yellow osmanthus nectar, and one bowl of tofu flowers was sprinkled with coriander, soy sauce, shrimp, pickles and other seasonings. The sweet bowl was placed in front of Yan Huo, and the salty bowl was placed in front of Fu Zhixing.

Yan Huo immediately scooped a spoonful of tofu flowers, blew it a few times, and then put it into his mouth. Fu Zhixing grabbed her wrist and said, "It will be hot."

"I've blown the cold." Yan Huo swallowed his saliva.

"Blow more." Fu Zhixing leaned over to help her blow, and she let go after she was almost done.

Yan Huo put the slightly cool tofu flowers into his mouth, melting in his mouth, and gently sucked the delicate and smooth tofu flowers into his throat, squinting his eyes comfortably, "It's so delicious."

Fu Zhixing smiled and scooped a spoonful of tofu flowers to start eating. He was picky about food. If he hadn't been to accompany Yan Huo, he wouldn't have eaten at such a snack stall.

After eating the tofu flower, Fu Zhixing asked Yan Huo, "Are you going to Qiqiaotai and worshiping Xiantai?"

Queqiao is mainly begging Qijie to teach her skillful skills, and to be more skillful in knitting the girl's red technique; worshiping immortals is begging for love and hope for a happy marriage. The Weaver Girl and the Cowherd are separated on both sides of the Milky Way and meet once a year. Is this marriage a happy marriage? Can a couple who are not happy in marriage still bless others?

Yan Huo expressed doubts, but she would not say this, she was too arbitrary and smiled and said, "Go to worship the immortal platform."

The two went to the Beichi Platform, where the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl were enshrined. There were loads beside the Cowherd, and two little kids sat in the load; the Weaver Girl in colorful clouds had a loom beside her.

After paying homage to the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, they spent a tael of silver to beg for two red ropes, tied them to each other's wrists, and they went home.

The nectar of osmanthus in tofu flowers aroused Yan Hu's greed. The next day, she led her maid to Houyuan to pick osmanthus flowers. She walked halfway and met Zeng Yuzhi, "Sister-in-law, where are you going?"

"I'll pick osmanthus and make osmanthus tea." Zeng Yuzhi likes to make all kinds of flower tea, "Where are you going to?"

Yan Huo smiled, "I'm going to pick osmanthus flowers, but what I want to make is the osmanthus lotus seed soup." The lotus seeds in early autumn are crisp and sweet and delicious.

The sister-in-law and sister-in-law led the maid to destroy the flowers, and the three osmanthus trees in the back garden were affected. The birds were very strong, and when the ear grasses lay the cloth under the tree, she held the trunk and shook it hard, and the flowers all over the tree fell.

"Little sister, you are so nice. It's no problem to have her picking flowers." Zeng Yu smiled.

Yan Hu hugged Maique, "Maique is mine, sister-in-law is not allowed to rob it." Maique smiled happily, she had to serve the lady all her life.

Zeng Yuzhi was amused and crying, "Don't rob, don't rob."

Carrying two baskets of flowers, the sister-in-law and sister-in-law went to the back kitchen of the mansion. Whether it was making osmanthus tea or making osmanthus lotus seed soup, they had to wash the osmanthus repeatedly with salt water.

"Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah." Yan Huo was washing osmanthus flowers, feeling his nose itchy. He turned his head and sneeze three times in a row.

"Little sister, you won't catch a cold, are you?" Zeng Yuzhi looked at Yan Huo with concern.

"I didn't catch a cold, but I was smelled of the fragrance of flowers." Yan Huo smiled.

"As the saying goes, when a sneeze is someone scolding you, when two hits someone miss you, when three hits someone begs you, when three hits someone begs you, when little sister just hits three, who is thinking about you?" Zeng Yuzhi pretended to think, "I understand, it must be Fu Wujiu."

"I am his fiancée, of course he has to think about me and read me. If he doesn't think about me and read me, that would be bad." Yan Huo said shyly.

Zeng Yu laughed, "This is reasonable."

"What I said is a very reasonable saying." Yan Huo said proudly.

Clean the osmanthus and drain the water in a basket. The lotus seeds were also peeled out of the lotus pod, and then scalded in hot water. The tender skin was peeled off, the lotus heart was removed, the lotus heart was poured into the pot, and the rock sugar was added, and the cooking began. After boiling for two quarters of an hour, the lotus seeds were softened. Then add the osmanthus, and then boiled.

After another quarter of an hour, the osmanthus lotus seed soup was ready and sent to the main courtyard to eat with Princess Nanping. The men at home do not like sweets, and they can enjoy this delicious food, which is the women at home.

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I only need to cook lotus seed soup in a pressure cooker for fifteen minutes, but there were no pressure cookers in ancient times, so I should boil them for a longer time. If anything is wrong, please forgive me.
Chapter completed!