Song Jiaoyue took a deep breath and regained his composure. He coughed awkwardly before reluctantly speaking.
"Recently, a celestial maiden came to our house. She's been cultivating in the Daoist temple since she was a child, so she's very good at cooking vegetarian dishes.
After mother tasted it, she said that her culinary skills were far inferior to Madam Xiu's. Unexpectedly, the celestial maiden was unconvinced and insisted on asking you how to cook the same dish. "
"Is that so? Which dish is it?"
Bai Xiangxiu also found it strange when she heard this. Why would Madam Song invite a celestial maiden who was good at cooking vegetarian dishes to their house?
But when she saw Song Jiaoyue's expression, she seemed to understand. So Madam Song wanted to eat the dishes she cooked.
Song Jiaoyue laughed and hurriedly handed a piece of paper to Xiao Shi and handed it to Bai Xiangxiu.
Bai Xiangxiu took a look and saw that it was a dish she'd prepared that day. The recipe was indeed written below, but it was different from her own.
"This concubine's recipe is different from this celestial maiden's. Xiao Shi, go get a brush and paper." She planned to write down her own recipe. Long Heng said, "Shu 'er, bring the brush and paper."
Shu 'er complied and brought over everything. Bai Xiangxiu picked up the brush and was just about to write when she heard the male lead suddenly say, "Your posture is wrong …"
Whoosh!
Bai Xiangxiu had always been afraid of this person, especially when he suddenly said something like that while she was thinking about something. It was very scary, wasn't it?
She couldn't help but throw away the expensive weasel brush in her hand.
Thinking that something was wrong, she immediately ran over to pick it up. She was even faster than Shu 'er.
Shu 'er was bending over. He didn't expect that he'd been snatched away. He was a little incredulous.
Master, why didn't you follow the normal routine? What did you want me to do after picking it up?
But he immediately had work to do. She handed the brush to him and said, "Take a look and see if it's broken."
He awkwardly took it and glanced at his master's dark face. "It's not broken, it's not broken."
Bai Xiangxiu breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn't afford to break such a good pen.
She apologized to the Prince who was above her and said, "I'm sorry, I'll be more careful." She wouldn't fall again this time.
"…" Long Heng didn't know what to say to her, but Song Jiaoyue felt his heart tremble.
Why was this Madame Xiu so afraid of the Prince? Logically speaking, they were husband and wife. Even though she was just a concubine, there was no need for her to be so afraid.
Or …
She suddenly remembered that after he returned from the battlefield, he had become very disgusted with women. When everyone went to the brothel, if a woman suddenly sat down or approached him, he would get angry.
Although he was gentle towards Madame Xiu, who could guarantee what kind of person he was behind her back?
When he looked at the woman again, he found that she looked haggard. She didn't have the slightest bit of coquettish appearance after being doted on by a man.
He was a man, and there were several women in the backyard. How could he not understand their thoughts?
Bai Xiangxiu finally sat down and slowly wrote down the method.
But because she had been frightened just now, it took her all to write it down properly.
By the time she finished writing, her forehead was covered in sweat.
Add to that the pressure from the male lead, and she said, "Just looking at it isn't very intuitive. Why don't I make a portion and have Prince Song bring it back?"
"How could that be? Your injuries haven't healed yet."
Song Jiaoyue stood up nervously. He really wasn't being polite, he just didn't want her to tire herself out.
But Bai Xiangxiu had already made her decision. She directly excused herself and walked out. Long Heng wanted to call out to her, but before he knew what to say, she had already left.
He couldn't help but frown and say to Shu 'er, "Go tell the people in the kitchen not to let Madame Xiu get hurt."
"Yes."
Shu 'er went out and ran back in a short while, saying, "Madame Xiu has finished cooking. She asked Prince Song if he would like to take it away now or later."
"Take it away now, the family … cough …" He stood up and bowed to Long Heng. He didn't need to say anything, but the other party understood.
They had been friends since they were young. How could he not know that his mother was a foodie?
As expected, Long Heng knew. He waved his hand and dismissed Shu 'er.
Bai Xiangxiu was delighted when she heard that he was going to take the food away immediately. She took the food and waited by the side of the road.
Because Long Heng knew about this, she didn't hide it from anyone.
She saw that Xiao Shi was still following behind her and said, "Xiao Shi, I think I should have sprinkled some coriander on top to add some flavor. I forgot.
Go cut some and bring it over. Hurry. "
Xiao Shi didn't suspect anything and hurried off.
Actually, Bai Xiangxiu had already seen Song Jiaoyue coming over, so she had asked her to leave.
Song Jiaoyue also saw Xiao Shi leave from afar. His heart couldn't help but skip a beat. He said to the servants behind him, "You guys wait on the side."
The servants were stunned, but they didn't dare to say anything and slightly moved away.
Song Jiaoyue walked over nervously. He felt that his palms were sweating.
Seeing that he was hesitating, Bai Xiangxiu took a few steps forward and handed the food to him. She blushed and said, "Prince Song Jiaoyue, you ….
"Young Master Song Song, actually, actually, this concubine treats you … differently from other people. I … made the dishes on the plate for you. You'll understand after you eat them."
Even now, Song Jiaoyue already understood. He looked at her in a daze, but realized that she had already turned and left.
She walked very quickly. After a few steps, she actually started to pant.
Xiao Shi walked over and said, "Coriander."
"Prince Song is already here. Let's leave. It's not good to be seen."
"Oh, oh …." How did he get here so quickly?
Song Jiaoyue watched in a daze as they left. He hurriedly went out and got into the carriage and opened the food box.
Other than the dish she had ordered, there was indeed a plate with only two desserts on it.
He looked at it for a long time but didn't see anything special. He didn't even wash his hands and put it in his mouth.
When he ate it, he was stunned. His face inexplicably turned red, and his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
It was just ordinary pasta on the outside, but there was something special inside. That thing was the heart of an animal.
Her meaning was very clear. She gave her heart to him and let him understand her feelings.
He really did understand her feelings. When she blocked the hidden weapon for him, she said, "It's good that you're fine."
When they met again, her gentle eyes and charming red cheeks.
All of this proved that she had feelings for him, and she boldly expressed it.
If it was any other time, he would definitely think that this woman was too shameless. As the Prince's concubine, she actually wanted to seduce another man.
However, when he thought about how badly the Prince treated her, it wasn't impossible for her to like someone else because of her resentment.
Moreover, she only expressed her feelings. She didn't want to do anything with him, right?
But what about him?
Where was his heart?
Song Jiaoyue silently ate the other dessert as well, but he couldn't tell what it tasted like.
He only felt that it was very complicated. He couldn't help but sigh.
No matter what, it was impossible for them. She was Long Heng's concubine, and he was Long Heng's good friend.
If Long Heng didn't have any feelings for her, he might be able to ask him to give in. However, it was obvious that he treated her differently from other people. If he suddenly took away his love, he was afraid that he would break off with him.
He closed the lid of the food box and silently closed his eyes. It was as if he was reminiscing about the snowy scene that had disappeared before it even started. It was very regretful, but there was nothing he could do.