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Chapter 24 Tenderness and sweetness (2)

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    But she replied vaguely: "I was too young at that time, how can I remember so clearly." He had too many things to worry about, and she didn't want to mention them any more, to make him worry even more.

    What an intelligent person Ling Zimo is, when he saw Mengdie's expression, he already knew that what he expected was right.  Seeing that she was ambiguous and unwilling to elaborate, she immediately understood what she meant, so she pretended not to notice it, and changed the subject: "Didn't you make something delicious for me? I'm starving right now."  !"

    While talking, Chuchun came in with a small pot of steaming porridge.

    Mengdie personally served a bowl to Ling Zimo, and a burst of fresh fragrance wafted to her nostrils.  Ling Zimo just said that he was hungry just to change the subject, but now he heard about it and suddenly felt really hungry.  Looking closely at the porridge, the rice grains had been boiled extremely rotten, there were some finely chopped minced meat floating in the porridge, and a few green onions floating on the surface, he couldn't wait to scoop up a spoonful and put it into his mouth.

    Mengdie said anxiously: "Be careful of burning your mouth!"

    Ling Zimo smiled, took two breaths, and carefully took a sip.  The fragrance of green onion and the fragrance of meat are mixed together, permeating into the porridge together, after taking a sip of it, he immediately felt warm all over his body, and immediately he drank the whole bowl of porridge.

    Turning his head to look at Mengdie again, she was sitting with her chin propped up, looking at herself with a smile on her face. For the first time in his more than twenty years of life, he suddenly felt at home in a trance.

    Seeing that he stopped eating suddenly, Mengdie just looked at herself blankly, and couldn't help asking in surprise: "What? Isn't it delicious?"

    The corners of Ling Zimo's eyes and brows are soft, and his peach blossom eyes seem to be both romantic and sincere: "But everything you make is delicious."

    Mengdie pursed her lips and smiled: "If you like it, I'll make it for you often."

    "That can't be done," Ling Zimo held her little hand, "The princess is exhausted, I will feel bad!"

    "The more you talk, the less serious you are!" Mengdie withdrew her hand, and glanced at Chuchun shyly, but Chuchun had behaved this time, and she clearly heard it, but she had a look of not seeing or listening to evil, but the corners of her mouth were held back  Can't help but go up.  Mengdie had to pretend not to see, and got up to add another bowl of porridge to Ling Zimo.

    But he took her hand again, stroked it lightly, and asked, "Do you often do this kind of work? Why are your palms so rough?"

    Mengdie understood that he was referring to the thin cocoon in her palm, and said with a faint smile: "I like to do these things myself, not only that, but also plant flowers and grass, open fields and grow vegetables. With too many farm tools, my hands are naturally rough."

    "So you like doing these things?" Ling Zimo smiled lazily, "No wonder you had to do it yourself last time, and almost burned the garden!"

    Mengdie smiled lightly, but ignored it.

    Ling Zimo suddenly thought that she is a young girl in her prime, the prime minister's daughter, she should be like other famous ladies in the capital, go outing together in her spare time, get together to recite poems and paint, and attend various banquets among the rich and powerful with her parents and elder brothers.  If he hadn't lived in a claustrophobic life for many years, how could he be so free to plant flowers and vegetables?  Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little pain in my heart, so I rubbed her hand and said: "Tomorrow I will go to court, today I have postponed all social engagements, I will accompany you well!"

    Mengdie smiled and said: "I don't have anything new and interesting here, aren't you afraid of boredom?"

    "If you're bored, how about I take you to the streets?"

    Go to the street!  Mengdie's eyes lit up.  I really can't remember when was the last time I went to the street, maybe it was when my mother was still healthy?  Mother held her little hand, and the street was full of traffic and bustling.  When she saw a seller of candied haws, she clamored to eat them. Mother smiled softly, and picked out the biggest and most popular one for her

    For so many years, she has been living in a secluded corner, not because she doesn't want to go to the streets.  At first, it was because she didn't want to go out and cause troubles. Later, she fell in love with reading, and she could learn everything about the outside world from books.  So she gradually realized that the confinement of the body is not the real confinement, but the freedom of the mind is the real freedom. After getting used to a simple and quiet life, going out to the streets has become less attractive.

    But at this time, when Ling Zimo mentioned it, she realized that if she wanted to, she would no longer have to live in a claustrophobic life, so it might be a good thing to go out for a walk once in a while!  Thinking about the outside world that she hadn't been to for more than ten years, Mengdie couldn't help being curious and excited.

    Seeing her expression, Ling Zimo knew that she was moved, so he said: "It seems that the princess has no objection, so let's make a decision like this!"

    At the beginning, Mengdie thought he was talking casually, but she didn't want to, but she said she would go, so she couldn't help but asked in a daze: "Go now?"

    Ling Zimo rubbed her hair with a smile: "Of course not now! At least let me drink the porridge that the princess has cooked so hard!"

    The two areWhile talking, a bowl of porridge was not half finished when Lin Xihan led a maid in. It was Pearl, the eldest girl beside Wu Peiqing.  Seeing Ling Zimo, he couldn't help twisting his eyebrows slightly, and put down the spoon in his hand.

    "What's the matter?" His tone was cold.

    Seeing the tender and affectionate atmosphere in the room, Lin Xihan already knew it was not the right time to come, but she had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "My lord, side concubine Wu is ill."

    "Oh? Sick?" Ling Zimo raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

    Pearl saluted and replied: "Wu side concubine got a cold, and her body is hot."

    "Have you read it, doctor?" Ling Zimo remained motionless.

    "The doctor has already seen it."

    "Isn't that all right?" Ling Zimo's tone was filled with displeasure.

    Pearl knelt down and said: "Although the doctor has read it, he said that Concubine Wu is sad and depressed, I'm afraid it will not be easy to get better. This servant boldly invites the prince to go to Afang Garden and take a look at Concubine Wu."

    Ling Zimo remained silent.

    Seeing that he was unmoved, Pearl remembered what Wu Peiqing said to her just now, "If you can't invite the prince, don't come back", she hastily kowtowed on the ground a few times: "The prince has not gone to Avon Garden for many days, so Concubine Wu is naturally in a bad mood.  Jia, please, for the sake of Concubine Wu's love for you, please go and see her! If you don't go, Pearl will have to kneel forever!"

    However, Ling Zimo picked up the spoon and continued to drink the porridge.  He hated Wu Peiqing's behavior at the state banquet in his heart. If she hadn't deliberately made things difficult, Mengdie would not have been forced to play the piano and drink, so that the cold would not heal for a long time.

    Although Mengdie knew what he wanted, but seeing Pearl's look of distress at this time, she couldn't bear it, so she wanted to persuade him.  Unexpectedly, before she could speak, Ling Zimo said to her nonchalantly: "Die Er, go and get ready, didn't we agree to go to the street?" Meng Die was speechless for a moment when he heard him say this.

    Seeing the tense atmosphere in the room, Lin Xihan said unhurriedly: "Since Concubine Wu is ill, and the prince is sensible, it is better to go and see her!"

    The spoon in Ling Zimo's hand was halfway up, when he heard the words, he suddenly stopped, and turned his head to stare at Lin Xihan.  I saw Lin Xihan was also staring at him, calm and calm.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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