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Chapter two hundred and forty-eight who counts who

Princess Qi signaled her maid to put the cup back to the canal. She turned around the cup with the wine for a few times in the canal and stopped in front of Miss Zhou. Everyone's eyes gathered. Miss Zhou and Miss Zheng were both talented women. The talented women were inferior to each other and were dissatisfied with each other.

Miss Zhou opened her mouth and said, "Xiaolai accidentally entered the Taoyuan cave. It happened that the beauty was sleeping heavily in spring. The jade wrist pillowed with fragrant cheeks. The lotus lotus bloomed on it. A fan suddenly became alarmed. The darkness condensed the autumn water. Xiaoqian put on the golden clothes. Ask the man when he would come."

After drifting like this several times, Guo Baochan gently pulled Yan Hu's sleeve, "Xiaoxiao, that person is gone."

"As soon as the banquet ends, we will leave." Yan Huo said in a deep voice. The flower-watching banquet in the Qi Palace is a Hongmen banquet. There should be no one except the King of Qi. I don't know who the King of Qi and the Princess of Qi are trying to plot against?

As Qushui Liushang was approaching the end, a little maid with a pair of buns came over and attached it to Miss Zheng's ear, not knowing what she said. After a while, Miss Zheng said with a look of apology that she wanted to go to the clean room.

As soon as she left, Ms. Zhou also stood up and left on the grounds of cleaning the room. It is really a very useful excuse for going to clean the room. People have three urgent needs, and they can tolerate other things, but this thing cannot be tolerated.

The two left the table and had no effect on the banquet. The cup was still floating in the canal. After turning, he stopped in front of a lady. The lady stood up and said, "The incense hair is soaked in orchids. When she falls asleep, she scratches her head and falls red jade pendant. The autumn water is so affectionate. The plump and linger. The red lapels frequently move around. The smile competes with the flowers. The eyebrows are dark and the ropes are growing again. The spring spirit is not satisfactory."

Guo Baochan yawned, "It's so boring, when will it end?"

Yan Huo peeled a grape and stuffed it into her mouth, "It should be... something happened soon."

A maid with a panic and rushing footsteps ran over. She ran to Princess Qi. After saying a few words, Princess Qi's smile slightly lowered, and she stood up and smiled at the ladies beside her and said, "I'm sorry, I'll come when I go."

"Prince, please give in to yourself." Several wives said with a smile.

"I don't know what happened?" Guo Baochan said curiously.

Yan Huo sneered, "It shouldn't be a glorious thing."

In one word.

It's really not a glorious thing.

The King of Qi, who was not well-dressed, and Miss Zhou, who was not well-off, had already done a miserable thing. The King of Qi was awakened by Miss Zhou's screams, calmly got up and put on his clothes, and said to the Princess of Qi who was coming, "Find it clearly."

The banquet should have ended, but it was postponed for more than half an hour because of this incident. There were many guests attending the banquet, and even if the Princess Qi wanted to hide it, it could not be concealed. Even though the King of Qi felt disgusted, Miss Zhou did lose his virginity, and he could not accept it even if he didn't want to accept it. Even if Miss Zhou was just a concubine, the Zhou family had to hold the King of Qi responsible for the sake of their face.

Five days later, Miss Zhou was carried into the Qi Prince's Mansion by a sedan chair, but she was a lowly concubine, not a concubine.

That night, after the joy was over, Yan Huo gasped gently, "It's been more than a month, why haven't I got pregnant yet?" At the speed of her pregnancy, she should have it. But yesterday, the imperial doctor said that she was healthy and did not say that she was pregnant. She felt very strange.

"You are not pregnant because I didn't work hard enough." Fu Zhixing turned over and suppressed the person, "Let's keep working hard."

"I know, I'm working too hard and can't get pregnant. I'll talk about it for a few days." Yan Huo pushed the person down with all his might.

"Xiaoxiao..." Fu Zhixing was extremely happy to eat meat, so he didn't want to eat it.

"Don't have any objections, sleep." Yan Hu interrupted him, pulled the quilt, closed his eyes, "If you say more, you can go to the study."

Sleep in the study!

How can that be!

Well, if you can’t eat meat, drink some soup, it’s better than nothing.

Fu Zhixing hugged her and fell asleep.

September 30th is Fu Zhixing's birthday. On the afternoon of the 29th, Yan Huo was busy in the kitchen for an afternoon. She wanted to knead the dough with her own hands and make a bowl of hand-rolled longevity noodles for Fu Zhixing.

"Mrs. The dough is too wet to make noodles." Zi Jiao reminded her.

"Oh, then add some flour." Yan Huo took a spoon to scoop the flour.

"Young lady is enough." Zi Jiao hurriedly said.

Yan Hu kneaded for a while, "Zhijiao, this dough seems too dry, right?"

Zi Jiao looked at it, "It's done, young lady, please put some water in it, don't put too much."

When Yan Huo came back, he didn't dare to pour too much water. He added water bit by bit. After an hour, he finally kneaded the dough. Zijiao handed her a wet cloth. Yan Huo wrapped the dough and poured it into the dough, Yan Huo watched Zijiao make meat sauce.

"Mrs. The meat is delicious only when it is fragrant." The meat poured the meat into the pot, and with a "stingy" sound, the meat quickly stir-fryed with a wooden shovel. After the oil was stir-fryed, "You can add onions, ginger and garlic."

After almost the fried, the sausage poured the sweet noodle sauce in it, continued to stir-fry, and mixed the sauce and diced meat together. "Madam, please hand me the beaten egg liquid."

Yan Hu handed her a small bowl, and Ya Xie poured the egg liquid into the pot, then poured a small bowl of wine in and stir-fryed continuously. The aroma of the sauce made Yan Hu swallow, "I will eat hand-rolled noodles tonight and stop eating rice."

After the sauce was fried and served, the noodles were ready. The noodles were taught to Yan Huo to roll the noodles, "Madam, do you want to eat wide noodles or narrow noodles?"

"It's narrow, it's more delicious." Yan Huo smiled.

The dough was rolled into thin pieces with a rolling pin, cut it into thin strips with a knife, and put it in hot water to cook. As soon as the noodles were taken out, Zhuo'er was shouting outside: "Mom, mom." Zhuo'er took a nap and was clamoring for her, but the wet nurse had no choice but to carry him over.

"Hey hey hey." Yan Huo walked out in response, "Zhuo'er woke up."

Zhuo'er stretched out his fat arm and begged for a hug. Yan Huo hugged him over. He rubbed his mother's face and said in a slight voice: "Mom, Zhuo'er wants it."

"Be good at Zhuo'er, are you hungry?" Yan Huo asked with a smile.

"Hungry." Zhuo'er patted her stomach and "eat meat."

"We ate the noodles today. There were meat and eggs in the noodles, which were so delicious." Yan Huo kissed his son.

Zhuoerba smacks his lips.

The little maid brought the noodles out, and the little maid brought a long date and a stool. The wet nurse fed Zhuo'er. Yan Huo tasted it for a few bites, "It's delicious, go to Zhengdetang to have a look. If the customer leaves, he will send the noodles in and eat it for his wife."

The sage sorrow put a bowl of noodles in a food box and personally delivered it to Zhengde Hall. Today, the one who came to visit was at that time when Fu Zhixing disappeared and wanted to adopt his son Laixi to Han's third wife.

Mrs. Yan never went to the Sanbao Temple for nothing. This time she wanted to give her niece from her parents to Fu Zhixing as a concubine; Han sneered, "Did you forget that I am a famous jealous woman in the capital? I don't let my husband take a concubine, and I don't let my son take a concubine."

"Cousin-law, you are the prince's biological mother. What's wrong with the busy official business? "Mrs. Lang San said with a smile.

"He has Xiaoxiao and everything is worry-free. It's too late. Come and send Mrs. Yan out." Han drove Mrs. Yan out again, "This person is not allowed to be put in the mansion in the future."

After the notice, the young lady went in with the food box. "Madam, the young lady made hand-rolled noodles."

"She is here today, so I'll try it out quickly." Han said with a smile.

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Note: The four younger brothers of the emperor, King Qin (fourth brother), King Zhao (sixth brother), King Qi (seventh brother),

King Lu (Eighth Brother).

The emperor's four sons are the crown prince (the eldest and his wife Li), King Su (the second and his wife Guo), King Gong (the third and his legitimate son), and the fourth prince Tang Qi (the young man has not yet been named king).

Miss Zhou was reciting Song Chenshi: "Bodhisattva Man? Xiaolai accidentally entered Taoyuan Cave."

Another lady was reciting the Tao of King Song: "Bodhisattva Man? The incense and Japanese hair fall into orchids and greasy ointment"

If you haven't found out what the name of flour in ancient times, just use flour in a popular way, please forgive me.
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