Mammy Xu looked at Ling Zhaoyi with gloomy eyes, "Ling Zhaoyi, please?"

If you don't kneel, Maple Leaf will only have a dead end.

Ling Zhaoyi stood up and walked slowly towards the snowy courtyard. Quietly, she knelt down on her knees in the main courtyard of Princess Chu.

Maple Leaf rushed over and hugged Ling Zhaoyi in the snow, crying, "Zhaoyi, it's all the slave's fault, the slave is willing to be punished, get up!"

Ling Zhaoyi reluctantly smiled, her pale face seemed to be a ghost that was about to drift away in the wind, "Don't be afraid, it will be fine."

Maple Leaf cried bitterly, if she could go back in time, she would definitely go back and tear up her mouth just now.

Princess Chu stood at the window and looked out, the corners of her mouth twitched, but there was no warmth in her eyes, "What a master-servant relationship."

Mother Xu asked in a low voice, "The emperor may be in the harem tonight, if he sees it"

Princess Chu sneered: "If you see it, you will see it, the **** of the slut, he will protect him early, this princess is still her master, so what if I punish her!" Then she said gloomily: "When this princess becomes a queen, Ming The son becomes the prince, and she is beautiful!"

Madam Xu shook her head secretly, the princess was so strong, and the general passed away again. If you act like this, I am afraid that this will make the Prince of Chu, who is not what he used to be, unhappy, but she also knows that Princess Chu has not suffered, so she will not listen to it. Persuaded, they stopped the effort of persuasion.

Anyway, no matter how beautiful this Ling Zhaoyi is, for so many years, it is nothing but a decoration in the backyard. Also, if something happened, there are a few men who can bear it. In the cold palace, he was tortured.

The servant suddenly came to announce that the Duke's Mansion was coming in July. Princess Chu sat up suddenly and said happily, "Let her in."

Passing by the yard in July, she glanced at Ling Zhaoyi, who had a layer of snow on her head. She entered the house and saw the smiling Princess Chu, who handed the box and the letter to Mother Xu.

While opening the letter, Princess Chu asked, "How is the state of your grandfather?"

Qiyue said: "Everything is fine."

Princess Chu thought of this frail and sickly younger brother, and couldn't help sighing. If he was in good health, why would he need to go to the battlefield by himself? How could the military power of their family fall into the hands of Chu Shixiong, and why should she worry about the instability of the queen's position? , Ming'er can't be a prince.

Princess Chu restrained the loss in her eyes and looked at the letter.

After a while, her eyes suddenly lit up, she put down the letter, picked up the white paper in the golden sandalwood box and took a closer look, the joy in her eyes almost overflowed.

She happily ordered to Madam Xu, "Go and ask the housekeeper to call the prefect of Luochuan to this princess!"

It's really drowsy, someone handed a pillow, it's too time!

With this recipe for cleaning paper, having someone set up a papermaking workshop will definitely open up the pockets of the world for her to study, and she will no longer have to worry too much about her son's private bank.

In addition to being happy, Princess Chu completely forgot her younger brother, stood up and picked up the golden nanmu box and went to the study.

When Si Huihua learned that Princess Chu was summoned, he locked himself in the room, opened his mouth wide, and shouted a few times in excitement.

Soon, he will be soaring.

Knowing the profits that papermaking can bring, Princess Chu couldn't help but take the initiative to hand it over to the King of Chu.

Si Huihua lowered his head and entered Princess Chu's courtyard. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of two women who were punished and fainted in the snow.

One of them, still in a state of embarrassment, still couldn't hide his demeanor, so he couldn't help but take a second glance.

I envy in my heart, worthy of being the King of Chu, any woman in this mansion looks so seductive, and I don't know how gorgeous Princess Chu looks.

He stooped into the room, not daring to look around, his eyes only swept to the woman's gorgeous skirt and a pair of exquisite shoes.

The high voice of Princess Chu came: "I ask you, how many people know the formula of this white paper?"

Si Huihua raised his head, but what he saw was a face that was quite disappointing to his imagination. Princess Chu was not even one-tenth as good-looking as the woman just now. Man, how did he endure it before giving birth to a son with Princess Chu.

He thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to reveal a trace of disrespect on his face, and told Princess Chu the answer he had thought up for a long time, "This white paper recipe, except for the subordinates of the minister, is only known to the villagers of Youjia Village."

With a hint of satisfaction in Chu Wangfei's eyes, she warned: "Since it's my princess' recipe, I'll keep my mouth shut for this princess. If you let this princess know that someone has made a blank piece of paper with this recipe, just take it. You are asking!"

Si Huihua nodded hurriedly, "Don't worry, Princess, your subordinates will protect Princess's recipe properly."

If you hit a stick, you will naturally give a sweet jujube. Concubine Chu also knows his intention to offer the recipe, and she thinks that she has arranged it properly: "Jiangyuan City has just received good news, the first prince is missing people, you can go to Jiangyuan City to make up for it."

Si Huihua wanted to go to the eldest prince's side to be someone who could speak well, and he didn't want to go to the plague-ridden land in Jiangyuan City to deal with the mess. He wanted to open his mouth, but in response to Princess Chu's indifference, he could only grit his teeth and respectfully thank him: " Thank you princess."

Not achieving the expected result, Si Huihua regretted infinitely in his heart, but he could only comfort himself. After all, he showed his face in front of the princess, and he was considered a person of the eldest prince.

Leaving the palace, he couldn't hold back any longer, and stomped hard.

Such a result, it is better to report it to the court and leave a good impression in the heart of the King of Chu!

But now, it's too late to regret.

Si Huihua angrily accepted the reality that if he was temporarily transferred, he would have to select a subordinate from his jurisdiction to take over Luochuan Mansion.

According to his "credit" for his political achievements and donation of cleaning paper, Si Huihua should have promoted Qu Yuanxian.

But it's too late for Si Huihua to hate him now, and even let him be promoted! Shit promotion! It was good enough not to stab him twice.

When he thought that he would go back to handle the handover affairs and deal with the troublesome mess in Jiangyuan City, Si Huihua almost broke his back molars.

When Si Huihua cursed Qu Yuanxian on his way back to Chuanfu, and was about to find his successor to wear small shoes for him, Bai Wutong and Chu Tianbao were preparing to make dumplings for the New Year's Eve.

She prepared two fillings, pork sauerkraut and pork onion.

Xiaobai followed her and wagged her tail happily~www.mtlnovel.com~ She kneaded the dough, and Chu Tianbao, who had been playing like crazy, came back.

Chu Tianbao reached out and wanted to poke the smooth dough, Bai Wutong quickly patted his paw, "Go wash your hands and change clothes!"

Chu Tianbao made an "oh" and went upstairs with a swish to change.

He had just finished washing his hands, and before Bai Wutong could stop him, Chu Tianbao poked a finger into the dough.

Bai Wutong glanced at him helplessly, took the hand he still wanted to poke away, and warned, "Don't move, this is for making dumplings, not for you to play with."

Chu Tianbao glanced at the soft and elastic dough with regret, and then obediently watched Bai Wutong roll the dough into strips, cut it into pieces, press it into a cake, and then roll it out into a perfect dumpling skin.

The speed of Bai Wutong's peeling is very fast, less than one second.

Bai Wutong quickly rolled out dozens of pieces of dough. When he looked up, Chu Tianbao was so excited that he wanted to try it. He couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, "Come here, I'll teach you."