Guide To Save The Yandere Villains Chapter 226: Actor’s Princess (22)

In the blink of an eye, the winter solstice is coming, and the entire Changle Palace is burned warmly by the earth dragon.

The Shang study had a special day off today, but Chu Yu didn't know about it until he walked outside the study.

Carrying a soup lady and wearing a thick red flower tufted brocade jacket, Chu Yu looked like a small dumpling.

Originally, she planned to lift her foot and leave.

Just thinking about a dedicated person like Shen Ye, Bao Buqi will mistakenly think that she skipped class again, and then go to her Changle Palace to arrest her.

So it's better to tell him clearly in person.

After waiting for a long time but not seeing anyone, Chu Yu was shivering from the cold, breathing hot air on his hands again and again.

"Today is the winter solstice, why is Your Highness still here?"

Li Qinghe was holding the scroll, and saw her from afar, and hurried over to say hello.

"Wait for Taifu Shen, he doesn't know that Shang's study is on holiday today."

Shen Ye probably didn't know about things that even she didn't know about.

"This matter is simple, just find someone to go to Shen's mansion to deliver a message."

Seeing that her nose was red from the cold, Li Qinghe seemed to remember something, and said again,

"Your Highness can't wait for Master Shen in such a cold day. I heard from my father that he left the city before dawn this morning."

Chu Yu frowned after stomping on his numb feet,

"Didn't all officials have to take a bath during the winter solstice? Could it be that he has other arrangements?"

Even if Dali Temple has a case to deal with, there is no need to leave the city.

"This humble minister doesn't know, Your Highness should go back earlier, don't catch the cold."

Li Qinghe was wearing a gray-blue cloak, and his brows were full of books.

"Then you should go out of the palace earlier after finishing your business. After taking a rest, it should be to reunite with your family."

Although Li Qinghe was only a small editor in the Imperial Academy, no one in the previous dynasty dared to underestimate him.

After all, he is Lee Chang Hyuk's youngest son, and the future candidate for the cabinet is still unknown.

"Yes, thank you for your concern."

Li Qinghe arched his hands, and the corners of his lips curled up in a smile.

He used to see Chu Yu often when he was in the Shang Study Room, but every time it was her fighting with the Fourth Prince.

He has never seen a girl in Shengjing City who is as lively and unyielding as her.

I don't know when I started, I put her in my heart, and I want to pay attention to her dynamics from time to time.

Fortunately, his father agreed to his request and would help him speak to His Majesty.

Seeing that he was still smirking at her, Chu Yu waved her hand in front of him and said with a frown,

"Master Li, are you okay?"

Could it be something evil, tsk tsk, it's scary in broad daylight.

"Ah? I'm fine. It's just that I haven't seen His Highness for too long. I was a little happy for a while, so I lost my composure."

Li Qinghe scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, but the curvature of the corner of his mouth still could not be suppressed.

Isn't it normal that I haven't seen her for a long time, and they don't know each other well!

Maybe it was because I met the big emperor brother when I was a child?

"Then I'll go back to the palace first, and I won't disturb Mr. Li with his official duties."

Chu Yu was so cold that he could barely speak.

Don't care about Mr. Li and Mr. Wang, he is a good lord who can let her sneak back to the palace and get into her little bed.

Looking at Chu Yu who was running swiftly, the corners of Li Qinghe's mouth raised again.

When you see her, you will always be in a good mood one day, and even handling official duties is twice the result with half the effort.

Chu Yu, who returned to Changle Hall, immediately put his palms in front of the boiler to roast, and then he recovered.

"Didn't your highness go to the Shang study, why did you come back so early?"

Xianghe was holding a basin in his hand, and inside was a white dough.

"The Shang study is on vacation today, I went there and there was no one there."

Chu Yu stared at the thing in her hand, full of curiosity, and asked,

"Are we going to eat dumplings tonight?"

Kneading the dough in his hand, Xianghe's face is also beaming,

"That's right, of course we have to eat dumplings during the winter solstice, as well as His Highness's favorite pork and cabbage stuffing."

"That happens to be that I don't have to review my homework today, let's make dumplings together."

Speaking, Chu Yu rolled up his sleeves and pulled Xianghe to the small kitchen.

It's okay to be lazy occasionally.

Everyone in the Changle Palace is also used to Chu Yu's situation where he thinks about it as soon as he thinks about it.

Xiang He took the dough pin and taught Chu Yu how to roll the dough.

Unfortunately failed.

I made another dough and taught her how to knead it.

It still fails.

After making dumplings several times, Xianghe sighed and persuaded,

"Why don't you eat some snacks to rest your stomach first, Your Highness?"

Well, the look of disgust is obvious.

"Actually, I think I look pretty well wrapped, but I'm always showing my stuff."

After all, it's her first bag, so there is still room for improvement.

"Well, after a while, the water will turn into noodle soup."

Xianghe exposes her mercilessly, and nearly engraves driving her away on her forehead.

"Hey, the noodle soup is also delicious, don't throw it away, you have to keep it as a souvenir."

As night fell, smoke rose from the chimney of Changle Hall. After a long busy meal, the dumplings were finally wrapped.

Chu Yu felt drowsy while watching, but she didn't want to go to the palace alone.

So endure the doze off and join in the fun with Xianghe and the others.

"Here, Your Highness, this is the most standard dumpling."

Xiang He was holding a large white and tender dumpling, with a little flour on his cheeks.

"Yes, yes, you are the best."

Chu Yu put her finger into the flour basin quietly, Chu Yu pretended to be surprised,

"Oh, Xianghe, your face is covered in flour, come here and let me wipe it off for you."

But Xianghe, who had been by her side since she was a child, couldn't know what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd, so he immediately took a few steps back.

It's a pity that Chu Yu's movements were faster than hers, and in three or two strokes, she wiped her face into a big tabby cat.

However, Chu Yu didn't take advantage of it, and his face was smeared with flour by Xianghe.

The two were fighting in the small kitchen, and everyone watched while serving dumplings, having fun for a while.

The moment the pot was lifted, water vapor enveloped the entire kitchen, and the aroma of dumplings filled Chu Yu's nose.

"It must be so delicious!"

Plates of dumplings with different fillings were brought out, which made Chu Yu stare blankly and swallowed.

"Sister Xianghe's dumplings are delicious."

At the side, Qiu Shui gave Xianghe a thumbs up.

"That's right, the dumpling restaurants in Shengjing City don't have the delicious dumplings from Xianghe."

Chu Yu nodded again and again, gave a thumbs up, and picked up the dumpling and put it in his mouth.

"My lord, be careful it's hot."

Xianghe was cooking dumplings, and Chu Yu got ahead of him if he missed one.

Actually, aside from those noble status and honors, Chu Yu is just a little girl who has not yet reached the age of Ji.

Loves to eat sweet cakes, likes to sneak out of the palace to have fun, and will not criticize them as servants on weekdays.

It would be great if Changle Palace could just calm down like this.