Foodie Fujin is a bit sweet

Chapter 7 A Piece of Pastry

In the third south institute, the eighth elder brother Fuhui was sitting on the bed, not in a good spirits.

"Xiao Shunzi, help me get out of bed, I want to see Huang Ama."

Fuhui lifted the quilt and struggled to get up.

Xiao Shunzi stood by the side of the bed, hurriedly stepped forward to hold Fuhui down, and said, "Eighth Brother, you are weak, you should take more rest and recuperate? Your Majesty will be fine."

"No, I'm going to see Huang Ama."

Fu Hui's face was full of stubbornness.Even though he was pale and weak at this moment, he still wanted to see his Huang Ama.

That was his only relative.

"Eighth brother, I beg you! You'd better rest on the bed! Everything is fine with the emperor!"

Fuhui didn't listen, and still wanted to get out of bed.

"Why did the eighth brother get out of bed?"

As soon as Hongzhou entered the room, he saw Fuhui putting on his shoes.

"Fifth brother is here? How is Huang Ama's place? I... I want to go and see Huang Ama." Fuhui felt aggrieved.He felt useless.

Fuhui was born less than a month old and was born weak.His original name was Hongsheng, but Lord Yongzheng changed his name to Fuhui in order to make him healthy and blessed.

His brothers, Fu Yi and Fu Pei, also died early because of their frailty.He was raised by Lord Yongzheng himself.

"Huang Ama is fine." Hongzhou came to Fuhui, put the ceramic pot aside, and said, "I brought the medicinal food, can you eat some?"

Fu Hui nodded, obediently returned to the bed, and whispered, "Fifth Brother, you seem to be a bit smelly."

?

He stinks?

Hong Zhou, who was serving soup to Fu Hui, paused.He... did he hear wrong?
"Fifth elder brother. You... what is on your head?"

Xiao Shunzi exclaimed, his mouth grew so big that he couldn't close it.This cyan sticky lump... what is it!

Hong Zhou's hands became even more stiff, he had already realized something.

"Come on, have some soup."

Hong Zhou brought the soup to his mouth and blew it until he was sure that the soup would not burn his mouth, before giving it to Fu Hui to drink.

After drinking it one mouthful at a time, Fuhui seemed to be recovering even after losing her spirit.After I had the goods in my stomach, sleepiness hit me, and I yelled that I was sleepy.

"Fifth brother, I'm sleepy, you'd better go back and take care of Huang Ama. I'm a man, and I can take care of myself."

Until this time, Hong Zhou watched him fall asleep with peace of mind.

Outside the house, Yasu squatted on the ground, randomly picked up a piece of dry grass, and wove a ring for himself there.When I was young, I didn't have any toys, so I played with dogtail grass like this.

"You! Tell me the truth! What's on my head?"

Hong Zhou rushed out and squatted down next to Yasu.

"It's nothing. It's just that when the crow flew past, something was left on your head. Oh...that's not water, it's something."

really!

He knew something was wrong!
"Then why didn't you tell me?" Hong Zhou felt angry and amused at the same time.Besides being gluttonous, why is this little palace lady so eccentric.

"Because you said, no matter how I look at it, I won't give me soup."

Yasu stood up with a serious face, and said aggressively: "I know this soup is for patients! Even if you ask me to drink it, I won't take it!"

She does things with principles.

Hong Zhou raised his head and looked at Yasu who was standing there.

When she speaks righteously, she looks extraordinarily imposing.Hong Zhou felt that he was wrong.

I like delicious food, of course it is true.However, when faced with Fuhui, who was seriously ill and sluggish, no matter how delicious the soup was, she couldn't resist being moved!

"I'm sorry, it's my fault." Hong Zhou's tone suddenly softened a lot.He stood up and looked at Yasu apologetically.

This apology comes from the heart.Yasu didn't have much anger in his heart, and all of it dissipated.

"As the saying goes, the prime minister can hold a boat in his belly, and take a step back to open up the sea and the sky. I don't care about it with you!"

Yasu raised his chin, a little proudly, and said: "It's getting late, you should send me back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. I followed Seventeen Fujin into the palace, and she should be anxious when she saw that I didn't go back."

"So you are by Aunt Seventeen's side." Hong Zhou smiled, as if he was a little happy to know Yasu's identity.

"correct."

Hong Zhou took out a silk handkerchief from his purse, opened it, and handed it to Yasu.

"This is for you to eat."

"Flower cake?"

Yasu's eyes lit up, this is what she likes to eat too!

"Yes, flower cake." Hong Zhou said, "As compensation for my misunderstanding of you, I will give it to you."

Yasu groaned, and even took the flower cakes and handkerchiefs as they were ordered.

"As a gift in return, this is for you." Yasu gave Hong Zhou the bristlegrass ring that she had just woven.

Hong Zhou looked at Cao Jie, smiled and shook his head.

At this time, Yasu was immersed in the sweet flower cake.

The taste buds are surrounded by the fragrance of flowers, mixed with the taste of wheat cake, sweet.

"It's not greasy, it's delicious."

After Yasu finished eating, he gave such a vague evaluation.

"Okay, I'll take you back." Hong Zhou pointed to the top of his head, implying that it should be raining soon.

"Yeah." Yasu also nodded in agreement, thinking in his heart, Seventeen Fujin should not come out to find her so soon.

...

Nansan Institute only had half a cup of tea to go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

At this time, the Niu Hulu clan of the Seventeenth Fujin had already finished talking with the queen and the others.As soon as he came out, he didn't see Yasu.

"You guys, have you seen Yasu?"

Niu Hulu seemed a little anxious.I thought that this is the first time I brought someone into the palace, could it be that I lost it?

"Just now, Aunt Yixia sent Yasugege to help Eunuch Su."

"..." Niu Hulu became angry and asked, "You guys, why didn't you stop me!"

The little maid looked helpless.Yasugege followed quietly into the palace, and they didn't dare to make their own claims!

"Servant..."

"Forget it, where's Aunt Yixia?"

As soon as Mrs. Niu Hulu finished asking, before the little maids around her had time to answer, Mrs. Niu Hulu saw Aunt Yixia, who was covering half of her face, approaching.

Aunt Yixia's expression was very painful, and her mouth was half-grinned.

"Aunt Yixia, this is..."

Why didn't you see me for a while, and covered half of your face?

"Seventeen Fujin..." Aunt Yi Xia spoke vaguely, and replied: "Accidentally, the bamboo pole hanging there slipped down and poked the servant's face. It's not... swollen."

Bamboo pole stuck in the face?Look at Aunt Yixia's swollen face, being poked by a bamboo pole, it must be very painful, right?
This unlucky ability is as sad as being drenched in bird droppings while walking on the road!

PS: With a face full of flesh, he deserves to be poked!snort!

(End of this chapter)