activa-t Chapter 118 Admiration
Chapter 118 Admiration
But what made Yinreng feel even more embarrassed was that although things were developing very strangely, it seemed that the trend was not bad.
He... can just go visit Dong'e Mansion like this?
This is a common thing for any prince, and they have all been to Hahazhuzi's house for dinner.
But he, who should be the most honorable prince, has never had it, not even once, and it is impossible for him to have this so-called first time.
Even in such a confused state, he was able to go to his best friend Dong E Gege's house to play...
This is simply too happy!
Moreover, his waist was a little sore after running awkwardly for a long time. With his attention distracted like this, Yinreng was actually curious about how delicious the food in the Dong'e Mansion must be to make Princess Dong'e feel so distressed that she almost cried when she saw what the chef from the imperial kitchen brought out.
By the way, does Princess Dong'e care about me so much?
(????)
For some reason, Yinreng felt as happy as if he had stolen honey.
This discovery made him happier than any other opportunity he had had to visit his good friend's home.
It seemed that Dong'e Gege had done a lot of sneaky things, because she climbed over the wall with Yinreng.
But Yinreng has been a law-abiding person all his life. Besides, except for the emperor's father's bedroom, what door in this world can't he kick or break into?
He looked at Dong E Gege, who was half his height, climbing over the three-meter-high wall easily. He frowned immediately, realizing that the matter was not simple.
This... If he can't turn over at once, he will definitely be laughed at.
Fortunately, He Zhun Yierha felt full of sympathy for Yinreng and had no intention of using this incident to ridicule him. She sat astride the wall and shared the trick of climbing over it with him.
"Look at this wall, isn't it very uneven? Use your hands and feet together, step on the sunken places, and use the tree for leverage, and you will be up in no time."
"understood."
Following the instructions of Zhun Yierha, Yinreng easily completed his first wall-climbing experience in his life.
"Come on, this way the kitchen."
"Okay okay."
In fact, there were people around, but Yinreng didn't feel embarrassed.
In the concept of the education he received, the slaves of the Eight Banners, except Dong'e Gege, were basically not the same as the Aisin-Gioro family, let alone the slaves of a slave's family.
"You didn't see anything today, did you hear anything?"
"Yes--"
One of them was the little master of the house, and the other was a very big crab. They came to the small kitchen unhindered.
He Zhun Yierha opened the doors and windows wide, washed her hands first, put on dustproof, dress hem and hair ribbons, and began her performance.
This surprised Yinreng so much that he took a step back and said with emotion,
"You actually know how to do such a servant thing?"
"Mother said that you don't have to know these skills, but if you want to thank the noble, you have to do it yourself to show your sincerity.
This is the result of the Dong'e and Fu'e mansions passed down from generation to generation. As a Dong'e princess and the aunt of the family, how could I forget it? "
Hearing this, Yinreng scratched his face shyly and spoke awkwardly.
"You don't have to thank me like this, noble or something..."
However, his misunderstanding was quickly exposed by He Junyi'erha.
She glanced at Yinreng and said sarcastically,
"You are so vain!
The noble person that my mother and I talked about is... Never mind, it's no use telling you! Anyway, it's not you, humph!"
After saying that, he threw the dough he had just kneaded onto the panel and instructed Yinreng,
"Don't just stand there and watch. Come and learn from me. Once you've learned well, go back and be filial to your Master Huang.
Oh my God, I can’t imagine what kind of life you live!
Your father is busy with this and that every day, but you don't go to let him have a good meal, and you even lie that something is made in the imperial kitchen.
You should be careful when you lie! Do you really think that I, Dong'e Gege, have never eaten the food in the palace? "
He Junyi'erha ate small kitchen dishes specially prepared by the Grand Empress Dowager and the Queen Mother. The two big guys had picky tastes and were old, so the food they used was all soups and extracts. He Junyi'erha was sure that he would not find it bad if he took a few bites.
Moreover, after she officially moved into the Cining Palace, the Empress Dowager was very polite and granted her the privilege of using the small kitchen, so... it was very reasonable and logical that Dong E Gege did not know the true level of the imperial kitchen, and someone had to take the blame.
Yinreng was speechless and had to roll up his sleeves and arm himself like Jun Yierha. He walked to her side, looked at all this strangeness, and asked,
"Okay, you're right.
But what are you going to cook?"
"Noodles with scallion oil."
"never heard of that."
He Junyi Erhana held the rolling pin in his hand and placed it across Yinreng's neck like a sword.
"Brother Baocheng, you'd better shut up. Talking less can avoid exposing the fact that you are ignorant."
"Gu, what I don't know must be something that I don't deserve to know."
He Junyi Erha rolled his eyes again.
“Then you are too narrow-minded.
How do you know if others don’t want you to know?
You never know, you might end up living the life designed by someone without knowing it."
Hearing this, Yinreng's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
What he thought about was the transgression he had discovered by chance yesterday and the scapegoat he had considered.
But He Junyi Erha seemed not to notice that he was struck by lightning, and thought that he was frightened by his own exaggeration, so he hurried to comfort him,
“Well, as a businessman like you, you will definitely not encounter such a horrible thing.
At most, they don't understand the market conditions and the new policies, and are squeezed out by their competitors and unable to make money.
Your Mr. Huang is definitely not as stupid as you, otherwise his shop would not be able to afford that prime location, and he would not have collected so many fine items from all over the world.
But you have to change a little. Although the eldest son of the family will definitely inherit the family business, you are too stupid to even keep the store from losing money. Not to mention whether you can become the shopkeeper, I'm afraid those guys under your father will look down on you."
"You...what are you talking about! I still have a lot of prestige."
"It's you who has prestige, or Master Huang."
He and Jun Yilha were very rude in making trouble, but they also adhered to the basic principle of chatting, "empathy", that is, if the other person is miserable, then you are also miserable.
So she sighed and spoke in a melancholy manner.
"Like me, if I tell others, ah—the daughter of a first-class duke, Dong'e Gege, how majestic!
There were so many girls from the Dong'e family in the Eight Banners, but I was the only one who was worthy of being called "Dong'e Gege" from birth to marriage, representing the Dong'e family.
But in fact, I know that they want to curry favor with my father and my mother, and it has nothing to do with me.
I seem to be born noble, but in fact I seem to be nothing.
I can tell the difference, so I've never been proud of it.
But...I'm actually very sad.
I am actually very happy to have a sincere friend like you."
After listening to this, Yinreng couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Actually...he is like that too.
The two of them seemed to be looking at a reflection.
Looking at Dong E Gege, you can see yourself.
That's why I want to take better care of her.
That's why they feel like old friends and appreciate each other so much.
That's why he thinks she is special.
So, after pursing his lips and taking a deep breath for a long time, Yinreng touched Hejun Yierha's head and spoke to her comfortingly and seriously.
"Don't be sad, it is said that having one true friend in life is enough, isn't it?
Although the atmosphere and mood of one of the sentences may not be right, I think it is very suitable for both of us.
I only wish to win the heart of one person.
Don't be too greedy. Who can really have so many good friends in a lifetime? They are all just drinking and interacting with each other, and sharing interests.
I am enough for you!"
"Yes! Indeed, having Brother Baocheng alone is enough."
When he responded to Jun Yilha, his eyebrows and eyes were curved.
But Yinreng, who was distracted, suddenly felt that although they were saying the same words, the meanings of their expressions were completely different.
He seemed... really a little bit, just wanting to win Dong E Gege's heart.
This feeling was so overwhelming that Yinreng could no longer escape.
Could this be what the Book of Songs says... a beautiful lady is the ideal match for a gentleman? Or could this be called admiration?
He? A gentleman, of course.
Is she a lady? Is she graceful?
ah? ? ? ? ? ?
How could he love such an arrogant, willful, rude,... crybaby, self-righteous, and simply a princess with flaws in every way!
But... even if, even if Dong E Gege committed so many serious crimes as mentioned above, he didn't seem to be unable to accept or tolerate it...
Is this what is called 'admiration'?
It sounds like a humble plea.
But he couldn't imagine what it would be like to have someone else standing next to him in the future, and he couldn't tolerate her standing in front of others with a smile on her rosy face like she did today.
If you don't take action first when you want something, it will belong to someone else.
The existence of the eldest prince taught Yinreng this truth from the beginning.
So, what is he going to do now?
In the somewhat cramped small kitchen, He Junyi'erha stared at the onions in the pot and calculated the time carefully.
Yinreng stared at He Zhunyirha carefully and also calculated the time carefully.