Empress, she always wants to abdicate

Chapter 391
At first, she thought she would go to some big restaurant, but who knew that she turned around and turned into an alley.

There was a light in the alley, like the only light in the darkness.

Wan Xiuyuan's footsteps became lighter and faster, and in the end she even took Han Zhiyu's hand and ran.

Han Zhiyu did not refuse, but let herself keep up with her pace.

The others followed closely, for fear that the two of them might make mistakes.

When I got closer, I saw a small stall where the light was on, and an old couple was selling wontons.

They looked like they were about to close the stall, and it was probably the first time they saw someone eating wontons in such a big group, so they wiped their hands awkwardly: "What do you guys want to eat?"

"Wonton." Wan Xiuyuan smiled, but didn't say that they actually only have wonton here. It's obviously too nervous now.

The old man nodded: "I don't know how many bowls you want?"

These girls all look a little thin, and they don't know how much they can eat.

Before leaving the palace, the queen ate what the queen had, and they all ate.

So Lingyun counted heads very consciously, and then said with a smile: "26 bowls, thank you for your hard work."

Her sweet and lovely smile made the old man relax a lot.

"Okay, maybe you have to slow down if the volume is large." The old man didn't ask them to sit down.

My clothes are rough, don't hang up the clothes on the nobleman.

They were not the ones who cared about a set of clothes, but Wan Xiuyuan couldn't sit down with her.

So he waited for the two masters to sit down, and they waited beside them.

Han Zhiyu asked Wan Xiuyuan: "Is this restaurant particularly delicious? I see how you miss it."

"Well, it's delicious." Wan Xiuyuan smiled: "I remember being very happy every time I ate it when I was a child."

It's delicious, she's notoriously picky, even if she says it's delicious, it might be delicious.

This made Han Zhiyu not only look forward to it very much, but also rubbed his hands like flies in his heart.

The wontons were cooked quickly, and they were served in no time.

Looking at the bowl in front of him, Han Zhiyu couldn't wait to blow it and eat it. Overall, it wasn't very tasty.

It is salty and tastes a bit lumpy.

But it wasn't unpalatable, Han Zhiyu looked at Wan Xiuyuan and was afraid that she would knock down the stall.

In the end, she ate it without changing her face, but she looked a little disappointed.

On the way back to the palace, Wan Xiuyuan suddenly asked, "Why didn't you ask me why you went to eat that wonton?"

"Ah." Han Zhiyu was a little stumped, and after realizing that she was talking to herself, she said, "Everyone has their own reasons for doing things, maybe that's what you say?"

But she couldn't figure it out, she didn't like the wontons made by Yuchu so delicious, but liked to eat this one instead.

Wan Xiuyuan laughed dumbly: "You can take it seriously. When I was young, I liked eating there very much, but I never went there again. Instead, it became a delicacy in the world in my memory, but trying it again today is just a regret."

She didn't miss the taste, but the aunt who accompanied her to eat at that time.

If you don't eat it, it will always be the taste in your memory.

But after eating it, it is self-deception to think so.

"Ham, don't be sorry, let the imperial chef make you another bowl after you return to the palace." Han Zhiyu didn't know exactly what happened, but she could see her depressed mood, so she coaxed her.

Wan Xiuyuan nodded: "Okay."

Today is their turbulent life, and the next day is the chaos in the hall.

In order to take his daughter home, Master Du almost cried to death in the Jinluan Hall.

(End of this chapter)