The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 30 Mother
It is true that even though the old emperor embarrassed him a little in the matter of winning the heir, but his identity and appearance, there are still as many girls who want to give birth to monkeys to him as there are stars in the Milky Way.

He can pick whomever he wants, not to mention, Yu Hui's sister Yu Meng is also an excellent candidate.

Tang Nineteen thought of him very much: "Oh, the mansion said that you are also a little interested in that Yu Meiren's younger sister, Xiao Yu Meiren, otherwise she would be too."

"You really don't have to worry about this king's affairs."

His smile faded a little, but the corners of his mouth were still slightly hooked.

He would laugh at her, the sun was coming out west.

But maybe he mentioned his beloved beauty, and he smiled unconsciously.

Feeling contemptuous in his heart, he was just like Yu Hui, and muttered, "Who wants to worry about you, I don't even know which wall a red apricot goes to!"

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, let's go, wasting time."

The two left the house, and there was no communication throughout the whole process, because as soon as he got on the carriage, he entered the mode of closing his eyes and resting.

Tang Nineteen really didn't want to take the initiative to provoke bad luck, and because she was very interested in the ancient street scene, she was looking outside all this time, and she was not lonely at all.

As everyone knows, she is looking at the scenery outside the window, but the people in the car are looking at her.

All the way to Prince Yi's Mansion, because of the matter of the twelfth prince Qu Tianye, the emperor did not allow the banquet to be held, so the [-]-day banquet of Prince Yi's eldest son was very low-key, and he invited a few brothers, as well as Princess Yi and some relatives of her family.

Tang Nineteen's mother is also on the list.

Seeing her mother for the first time with my own eyes, I felt very calm.

Her mother-in-law was very enthusiastic.

"Lord Qin." She bowed and looked at Tang Nineteen, "Nineteen, are you feeling better?"

Tang Nineteen nodded: "Okay."

Qu Tiange looked not far away: "Mother-in-law, son-in-law, go over first."

"Your Highness, please."

Qu Tiange thoughtfully left time for their mother and daughter to communicate, but unfortunately Tang Nineteen had nothing special to tell her mother.

But she can't stand her mother's lord.

"Nineteen, my mother came back to find you. It's really for one thing, and I want your help."

"What is it that can be difficult for my mother, what is strange is that it is difficult for my mother to be difficult for me?"

Her tone sounded normal, but her words always felt a little ironic.

Mi Ruluo was a little uncomfortable.

But I also knew that Tang Shijiu was not the girl under her knees who let her scold her.

She is Princess Qin now, not to mention that she has something to ask her today.

So there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth: "You know that your uncle can't do anything but cooking, and my mother always hopes that he will have some success. It doesn't matter when you cook, you accidentally become a royal chef, and there is still a first-class chef in our history. Yes, my mother didn't..."

"Mother, tell the point."

After interrupting Tang's words, isn't it a waste of each other's time beating around the bush?

Mi Ruluo felt unhappy again in her heart, but she couldn't bear it anymore, she smiled and said, "The former chief chef is recruiting junior disciples, this time there is a poem title, saying that a poem is the dish, if you can make a poem It was a refreshing dish for the old man, and the old man accepted that person as his apprentice, and your uncle also signed up."

"Mother didn't ask me to help my uncle cheat."

"You liked cooking when you were young, and you were close to your uncle."

Of course, the whole family treats her a little better than the elder who is born with a lack of brains. Living in an ice cellar, who doesn't lean against the stove, even if it's just a little bit of flame, it's still warm.

(End of this chapter)