Jinsi jujube soup, jasper pear flower paste.
Gu Qingqiao sat in front of the huge red sandalwood carved table, carefully tasting the dim sum plate by plate.
"It's delicious." She raised her face and smiled brightly. "It turns out that the common people's snacks during the Lantern Festival are so delicious. You will bring me here again next year!"
Duan Yu smiled slightly, noncommittal.
Of course she didn't know that he ordered the first-class chef in the palace to make these dim sum, and then sent Wu Yi to bring them here on a fast horse. Just now when she went downstairs to buy snacks, all she met along the way were black riders pretending to be businessmen, and the food she bought was naturally excellent.
He has been used to guarding against people since he was a child, he can't eat food made by strangers, and he doesn't want her to eat it.
"Did you know?" Qing Qiao took a bite of the chrysanthemum crisps and pouted, "If I hadn't met you, I would probably be a nun in the future
. "
"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows, his eyes were full of evil spirits, "It turns out that Xiao Qiao is already so obsessed with me, why don't I marry?"
"Bah!" Qing Qiao spat at him, "It's a beautiful idea, I was just thinking about how to avoid being married off - what better way do you think besides becoming a nun?"
"What's the reason?" He shook, really not understanding what she was thinking, "Could it be all right to marry me?"
"...you are the best candidate." Qing Qiao put down her chopsticks and looked at him from afar with a smile on her face.
"Because I won't love you, and you won't love me. People like you will always only love yourself."
She held her pink cheeks, and there was brilliance in her eyes, like a pair of black pearls that are hard to buy.
"Love, what is that?"
He also smiled at her, his smile was as gentle as jade.
Sighing, Gu Qingqiao patted his face to persuade himself not to be angry with him.
"Love is liking someone very much. When she is happy, you will be happy; when she is sad, you will be sad; half of your world is hers, and her happiness is your greatest happiness—I say this, you Can you understand me?"
Duan Yu's face was full of disapproval: "My world has always been controlled by myself, how can I be indulged by other people's emotions?"
Knowing that this guy would say this, Qing Qiao secretly cursed in her heart, such selfishness, sooner or later she will be punished by God. ()
"My lord, I happen to know a son with a name similar to yours." Under the candlelight, the smile on her face was like honey, "He didn't know what love was before, until one day he met a girl like a fairy, and he fell in love with her." , called her fairy sister, held her in the palm of my hand, suffered a lot for her, and suffered a lot-but this beauty has someone else in her heart, and she doesn't even bother to look at him. You said that if you were him, what should you do later? How to do it?"
"What's the name of the fairy sister?" Duan Yu looked at her suspiciously, "Is she really better than a fairy? Why haven't I heard of it?"
Qing Qiao Jue Dao
.
"The beauty's surname is Wang Yuyan, and she is the daughter of a small family. Naturally, the prince has never heard of it." She gritted her teeth and choked out a sentence.
Duan Yu snorted through his nose, and said calmly: "Since you can't stay with me, then let them all disappear, and they will be clean only if they are out of sight."
He was very calm when he said this, and Qing Qiao suddenly felt a frightening coolness rising from the soles of his feet, crawling towards his spine.
"...how can this be done? You should say that Miss Wang's happiness is your happiness. As long as Miss Wang is happy, you will be happy..." Qing Qiao sat there blankly, muttering in her mouth.
"Silly girl." Duan Yu squinted at her, "I have never been unable to get what I want!" Seeing her pale face, he seemed to add a sentence unintentionally: "...What about you? Are you in love with me? Anyone else?"
"Huh?" Qing Qiao was taken aback, then hurriedly waved her hands and said, "Here? No, no! How old am I now?"
Duan Yu hummed lightly, and slowly leaned back in the chair.
The subtle smugness in his eyes quietly disappeared.
After eating the last plate of dim sum, Dongxi came to report her heartily: "It's getting late, it's time to go home."
Qing Qiao nodded obediently, and sneaked a pair of almond eyes at Duan Yu, expecting him to answer.
Duan Yu, however, acted as if he hadn't heard of it, and drank tea leisurely, looking far out of the window. No one knew what he was thinking, the guards were all silent, bowing their heads and not daring to say anything.
She suddenly realized that maybe this prince was not as refined as he appeared, but exuded a faint sense of oppression, maybe he was a dangerous person.
"Stay a little longer, the moonlight is so beautiful tonight, not everyone can see it."
After a while, Duan Yu spoke with a calm expression on his face.
The moon is crying in the sky, boy, you finally pay attention to me.
Qing Qiao pursed her lips, a little reluctantly: "It's not polite to go back too late, Daddy will scold him if he knows—besides, it's not safe to travel at night."
"You also know etiquette?" Duan Yu turned to her in surprise, with a pair of phoenix eyes that seemed to be smiling, "I thought you only knew how to eat
! "
Qing Qiao knew that he was teasing on purpose, so she kept silent, her cheeks slightly puffed up, her jade neck straightened under the moonlight, with an indescribable charm.
"... your father won't blame you." Duan Yu's voice softened all of a sudden, "You don't need to worry about going out at night, as long as I'm here, you won't be in any danger." The man nodded and signaled: "Show your hands to Gu."
The man in black received the order and swung his skirt, Qing Qiao felt a gust of breeze blowing by, before he could recover, the man in black had already stood firmly on the spot, with a bunch of fresh Sophora japonica flowers in his hand.
Qing Qiao recognized that it was on the big locust tree outside the attic, at least fifty steps away, and couldn't help but let out a "huh".
The man in black then gently buckled the pagoda tree in his hand to a carved stool, only to hear a "wow", the stool fell apart, but the pagoda tree was intact.
Qing Qiao stood up all of a sudden.
"Hero, what's your name?" She quickly rushed to the man in black, with stars of admiration shining in her eyes.
"My little one's surname is Qiao and his name is Feng." The man in black cupped his hands at her with a respectful attitude.
"Qiao Feng?" There was a scream, and the clothes of the man in black were firmly held by Qing Qiao, and he refused to let go, "Are you really Qiao Feng? My God, I actually saw Qiao Feng himself! I said how could there be Duan Yu here, but I didn’t expect there to be Qiao Feng?! Daxia Qiao, have you come out of the Beggar Gang? Where is your second brother Xu Zhu? By the way, I really want to see Ah Zhu, you give me a chance to—uh"
Before she finished speaking, her mouth was blocked by someone's sleeve, and she returned to the table gently.
"So Xiao Qiao knows the king's subordinates?" Duan Yu withdrew his hand and said calmly.
The man in black felt cold all over his body, and beads of sweat dripped down along the sun.
Qing Qiao's hands were restrained, she twisted her body and yelled loudly: "I'll know if I recognize him after taking off his clothes. I know he has a wolf's head tattooed on his chest..."
The man in black suddenly felt hopeless.
"Xing Si, listen to Gu's words and take off his clothes to see if there are any tattoos." Duan Yu ordered with a blank face, a very cold and quiet light flashed in his eyes
.
With a sound of "wow", the robe of the man in black was cut in two, exposing his strong and firm chest muscles.
"Report to the lord, Qiao Feng has no tattoos on his body." Another man in black stepped forward to report, his tone trembling.
Qing Qiao was very disappointed and sighed greatly.
"So it's another one with a similar name..." She lowered her head and said to herself resentfully, "I'm so stupid, how could I think I've transmigrated into the world of martial arts?"
Duan Yu only heard the first half of the sentence, and seeing her so lost, he raised her small face and asked softly, "That Qiao Feng, who is yours? Is it important to you?"
"...very important." Qing Qiao glanced at the stiff shirtless man in the corner, and slightly closed his eyes, "He is a legendary chef in the cooking world, especially good at cooking garlic and white meat. I have wanted to eat his dishes for a long time. .”
Duan Yu let out a soft "oh", let go of her hands, and took her into his arms: "So there is such a hero who is proficient in cooking, and I have never heard of it. But it doesn't matter, I will immediately Send someone to look for it, you don't need to be so sad."
Qing Qiao nodded feebly, acquiescing.
Sending someone to send Gu Qingqiao back to the Shangshu Mansion, Duan Yu sat quietly in the Wangchen Pavilion, playing with a delicate green pendant.
"Xing Si." He suddenly raised his head, and calmly ordered the man in black beside him, "Go and issue a warrant to thoroughly investigate all young men with wolf heads tattooed on their chests in the whole country. "
Xing Si took the order and withdrew immediately.
Duan Yu watched him go, accidentally caught a glimpse of the bright moon outside the window, and said casually:
"Why is the moon so ugly tonight? It should be cut down and built again."
On the night of the Lantern Festival this year, the moon's heart was broken all over the place, and it couldn't be closed no matter what.
Both it and the man named Qiao Feng felt scared, unprecedentedly scared.
A gust of wind blew by, and they shivered at the same time.
It's so cold.