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    Gao Mai thought for a moment that he heard wrongly: "Your Highness is talking about Chang'anfang?"

    Huanxuan frowned: "You want me to say it a second time?"

    As soon as Gao Mai heard that tone, he knew that his Highness was feeling awkward again, and hurriedly said: "Your Highness, I'm sorry, it's better not to have these ears of this villain!"

    At this moment, the cry of the mountain hawk suddenly came from the branches of the ancient locust tree in front of the door. It was rough and unpleasant, like a malicious ridicule.

    Huanxuan frowned: "Wait a minute."

    Gao Mai: "Any other instructions, Your Highness?"

    "Shoot that thief bird down from the tree." Huan Xuan said coldly.

    "Yes." Gao Mai raised his hand to wipe his sweat and winked at the guard.

    Immediately someone bent a bow and set an arrow.

    The thief bird tilted its head and glanced at the man in the car window with its sparkling little eyes. Without waiting for an arrow to be shot, it suddenly flew into the sky with a sharp edge. As it flew, it didn't forget to turn back and "quack" to provoke.

    Gao Mai had no choice but to apologize: "The bird is ignorant, Your Highness, don't blame me."

    Huanxuan glared at him, lowered the car curtain, and stopped talking to anyone.

    Gao Mai breathed a sigh of relief and ordered the driver and his entourage to turn around and go to the south of the city.

    The wheels rolled again. Ma Zhongshun, the palace guard, quietly approached Gao Mai and lowered his voice: "What's going on, Your Highness? You've been away from Beijing for a few years and you haven't even set foot in the palace yet. Why don't you go to that stupid place first?"  place¡­¡­"

    I can¡¯t wait to say it, and my mood is so bad. It¡¯s not like going to meet a beauty, but more like going to settle accounts with an enemy.

    He lowered his voice even lower, almost biting his ears: "What kind of regulations does Your Highness have for the person in Shanchiyuan? My father-in-law finally let me know, so that we brothers feel a little bit confident"

    "Isn't it because I'm holding fire in my heart?" Gao Mai sighed and said in an angry voice, "I just saw the fatal one in the palace."

    Ma Zhongshun suddenly realized: "No wonder."

    Gao Mai changed the subject: "But you can't offend Shanchiyuan. It's a blessing to look like him, right?"

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    Chang'anfang, Shanchiyuan.

    Sui Sui only slept for about half an hour. She had developed a habit of fighting for many years. Every sleep was very short. No matter where she was, she would lie down and sleep, so as to replenish her physical strength to the maximum extent in the shortest time.

    She sat up, stretched, put on her coat and got out of bed.

    The half-year period of anonymity was a rare break for her, but if she relaxed for a long time, she would inevitably become slack. Once she let it go, she would become more and more lazy.

    Knives will rust if kept for a long time, and so will people.

    After recuperating for half a year, she felt that her joints were almost rusty.

    In fact, the injury was no longer serious, but she had lived in Huanxuan's barracks, where there were many people, and she couldn't let people know that she was familiar with fists, feet, and swords. When her hands were itchy, she could borrow the soldiers' bows to shoot at the stacks, so she had to keep one hand -  -If an ordinary female hunter could swoop in with a hundred steps, she would definitely arouse suspicion.

    Her identity can withstand investigation, but cannot withstand thorough investigation.

    Huanxuan threw her into this barren mountain pond, which was exactly what she wanted.  This place occupies a large area, but there are very few servants and guards. It is not difficult to find a secluded place to practice martial arts.

    As for other things, just take care of them slowly, don¡¯t rush.

    ??Suisse changed into short clothes, tightened his belt, washed briefly, combed his long hair twice with his fingers, tied it into a neat man bun, and fixed it with a bone hairpin.

    Then she put on her moccasins, raised the curtain and left the house.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? found no sign of Harujou and knew that this little girl must have sneaked out to chat with someone to find out the news.

    This is good, it will save her a lot of trouble.

    She pushed open the courtyard door. It had not been used for many years, and the door shaft creaked, like an old man who was dying and coughing incessantly.

    She stepped on the dead branches and leaves on the ground, walked through the maple forest that was burning like red clouds, and came to a seven-foot stone wall covered with moss.

    On the other side of the wall is the West Garden.

    The garden gate is at the other end, and it takes a long detour to get to Tongyun Pavilion. Sui Sui was too lazy to take the long way around, so she calculated the shortest route in her mind when she went out. There was no way a wall could block her way.

    She just glanced at it and found a slightly raised piece of brick on the wall. She grasped the crack of the brick with both hands, used her toes to gently use force, climbed to the top of the wall nimbly, and climbed over easily.

    That posture and movement are really as good as flying.

    Sui Sui is not worried about being seen, the daughter of the Orion in the mountainsnbsp; Harutiao muttered: "I don't know how to make a fire"

    Sui Sui laughed dumbly: "Wait for me for a moment."

    She poured a basin of cold water, scrubbed it hastily, changed into green cloth clothes, and went to the kitchen with the precious bag of mushrooms.

    The kitchen is quite complete, the rice vat is full, bacon and lamb legs are hanging on the beams, fresh cabbage is in the bamboo basket, and there is a fat hen tied to the tree outside the door.

    As soon as he looked at the chicken, his eyes lit up: "Just right, chicken stewed with mushrooms is the most delicious."

    Harutiao swallowed: "But this is a live chicken I won't kill it"

    Suisui certainly didn¡¯t expect her: ¡°You go boil the water, and I¡¯ll kill you.¡±

    After she finished speaking, she remembered that this girl didn¡¯t touch Yangchun water with her fingers, so she asked her to wash the rice and wash the floor first.

    By the time he came back from washing the spring strips, Sui Sui had already killed the chicken and was humming a tune as if nothing had happened while removing the feathers from the scalded chicken.

    Harujo looked at her deft movements, and for the first time he felt that such a master was not entirely without merit. He was sometimes more reliable than a delicate lady who had no power to restrain a chicken.

    Sui Sui plucking the feathers, disemboweling the chicken, peeling out the fat and setting it aside: "This will make the soup clear."

    As he spoke, wash the chicken, blanch it, break it into large pieces, and put it into a pottery cauldron to stew.

    She ordered Chun Tiao to make tea. At the same time, she put the peeled chicken fat into a small copper pot to boil out the oil, fished out the oil residue, added Sichuan peppercorns, star anise, cloves, and orange peels to saute until fragrant, and then threw in the blanched mushrooms.  fry.

    The smell of chicken fat, spices and pine-scented fungi suddenly filled the air, and Harujo couldn't help but swallow.

    The mushrooms are fried until dry, the tea is cooked, and the mushrooms are put into the tea soup to wash away the oil.  Take out the processed mushrooms at any time, put them into a celadon bowl, and add rice wine and clear sauce.

    Her movements were so smooth and orderly that Harujo could hardly get her hands on her, so she could only pass the ladles and bowls to the side.

    ¡°My wife is so capable,¡± she couldn¡¯t help but say, ¡°Why can¡¯t I do anything?¡±

    "If you don't, you won't be able to eat."

    She has always been willing to use her brains when it comes to food. A person who can only rely on grain and dried meat for a year and a half will inevitably become greedy.

    At first, I tried to find ways to satisfy my craving, but then I felt relieved and thought that one day I could share it with him and see the light of joy in his eyes.  It's just that they have been together for two years and have been dealing with the rebels. When they met, they only talked about military affairs, so they had no time to do anything else.

    Sui lowered his eyes and curled his mouth. Although he was smiling, Harujou's eyes looked a bit sad for some reason.

    ¡°Maybe he¡¯s thinking of his family, Harujo thought.

    "Madam, if you serve Your Highness well, you will have someone to rely on in the future." She comforted.

    The aroma of chicken soup and mushrooms aroused the greed in Chun Tiao's stomach, but she couldn't help but worry. His Highness, the King of Qi, is a noble man who never tires of fine food. Can he like the food of such a wild man?

    Her worries were unnecessary.

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    ??????? Chang¡¯an probably doesn¡¯t grow pine mushrooms, so in order to make the heroine eat well, let¡¯s treat it as growing~ (Remember this site¡¯s website address: www.hlnovel.com
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