The Strategy of Washing Clean a Slag Shou

5.6

    Su Yang took advantage of the two of them not paying attention, and quietly took a piece of snack in his hand, nibbled it, and caused Zong Huan on the side to laugh, and reached out to take a piece of cake and handed it to his lips, personally feeding this little greedy kid who eats to eat.

    Su Yang opened his mouth and took a bite, and said vaguely: "Good times (delicious)!"

    Su Yang was not really such a glutton, but he keenly felt that Zong Huan was testing him, using King Wu to return to Beijing to make bait. Neither happiness nor disgust is appropriate, because the empress dowager is still sitting here, and only the attitude of having nothing to do with himself is the most appropriate.

    There was powder in his cheeks, and as he chewed slightly, Zong Huan's eyes darkened, and he gently rubbed his lips with his fingertips.

    "Why don't you have enough to feed this little thing? Just now I heard A Hong say that you caught the koi in the pond and wanted to eat it. The fish is too big, and it tastes bad. A few days ago, the South gave tribute to a few pearl river crucian carp. I will let the Yushan Fang cook it for you.”

    Su Yang nodded repeatedly after hearing the words, swallowed the cakes in his mouth into his stomach, and said: “Then I will eat braised and sweet and sour ones!”

There is no reason why Zong Huan should not.  Immediately smiled and said: "Yes, I listen to you."

The queen mother lowered her eyelids to conceal her inadvertent disdain. She put down the cup in her hand and made a slight noise, interrupting the two lingering people over there.

    "Counting the days, the Mid-Autumn Festival only has more than a month left. The emperor should not forget that Zhao Xuer will return to Beijing. At the age of the Ai family, all she hopes for is the son to return to Chenghuan. Can the emperor understand the motherly heart of Ai family?"

    Zong Huan's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "This is natural."

    Su Yang was extremely angry. Listening to the old lady's tone, is it only Zong Xu who is her son? Zong Huan has done his best to support her in the past few years. She didn't have a good word for it, but she kept talking about "motherhood", which was really chilling.

    It's just that his status is lower now, and it's hard to say anything. Once he say something, it will only make it more difficult for Zong Huan. He reached out and took the man's generous palm, trying to comfort him in this way.

    Zong Huan was slightly stunned, the little guy's palms were cool and soft, more tender and delicate than the Yuxue Hibiscus cake made by the Imperial Kitchen, which made people want to hold it in his hand, take a bite, and savor the taste.

    He was small, even his palm was small, less than half the size of Zong Huan, but he tried to wrap his palm with those two claws. It was clearly a ridiculous picture, but Zong Huan only felt that the post was ironed. In fact, he was used to the Queen Mother's preference for Zong Xu. After all these years, he was used to the behavior. But thinking that Xiao Zai Er cared about him, made him particularly happy.

    The queen mother did not see the undercurrent surging between them, showing a tired look, and said: "It's getting late, and the queen mother is exhausted, so I will return to Ci'an Palace to serve the Buddha."

    Zong Huan stood up holding Su Yang and leaned forward and said: "This son is sending off the queen."

Seeing the empress dowager's face suddenly sinking. Su Yang wanted to go down to salute, but was imprisoned in Zong Huan's arms, and couldn't move, so he had to adopt such a disrespectful posture and watch the Queen Mother being drive away.