8 Temptation from His Royal Highness the Prince
"The two highnesses are here and are waiting to eat the pastries you made."
Wang Ying took a fly whisk and walked in with her back straight, looking down at everyone.
"Eunuch Wang." Everyone bowed and shouted. Chen Mo naturally couldn't be a maverick, so he also bent down and said: "Eunuch Wang, it's done."
Chen Mo pointed to the birthday cake on the table.
"Is this the strange pastry you mentioned?" Wang Ying circled around the birthday cake and said immediately: "It's quite strange, but it's so big, how can you eat it?"
"You have to use a knife to cut it." Chen Mo took out the wooden knife that he had already made and showed it to Wang Ying.
"Well, bring it over." Wang Ying asked a young eunuch to eat a little, waited for about a quarter of an hour, and then tasted a little for himself. After not ruining the overall beauty of the birthday cake, he asked Chen Mo to bring it over.
"No." Chen Mo squinted his eyes slightly, it must be a poison test, there are so many rules in the palace.
The original person really harmed him.
If he continued like this every day, he could guarantee that he would never survive the great turmoil in nine days.
...
Chen Mo originally thought that Wang Ying had it checked and it was gone.
Finally, when I arrived outside the queen's palace, I found four women dressed as bodyguards standing outside. They were all handsome and unique.
Chen Mo came outside the hall and was stopped directly.
An expressionless woman walked up, took out a leather bag from her arms, and then took out a silver needle from the bag, poked the cake, and quickly put it under the sun to look at it.
When the silver needle did not change color, he said: "Go in."
Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief and walked in cautiously.
Even if the cake is fine, it is still frightening to be treated like this.
As soon as he entered the outer hall, he heard a burst of laughter coming from inside. There was a delicate laugh that made Chen Mo feel like he was showered with spring breeze. The sound was like a lark.
"Who is outside?" Just as Chen Mo paused, a slightly angry voice came from the inner hall, and the chatter and laughter inside also stopped.
"Is it Xiao Hongzi?" Xiao Yunxi's voice also sounded immediately.
"Your Majesty, I am your servant. The pastries you requested are ready." Chen Mo said respectfully.
"come in."
"promise."
Chen Mo took a deep breath, opened the bead curtain, and walked in with the birthday cake.
As soon as I raised my eyes, what caught my eye was the beauties sitting on the horizontal chairs.
The big one is of course Queen Xiao.
The youngest one should be Fu Mao Diji.
The girl looked somewhat similar to Empress Xiao. She was dressed in rich makeup, had willow eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, skin as white as jade, and charming charm. She was about fifteen or sixteen years old. She looked over and pursed her red lips slightly: "Mother, this is the little eunuch beside you.
? So handsome!"
Hearing this, Chen Mo immediately shuddered, bent down even lower, and blocked the cake in front of him.
M bitch, this bitch is harming me.
Xiao Yunxi smiled: "Fujin, you scared him."
"Huh? Mother, I obviously praised him, how could I scare him?" Zhao Fujin looked puzzled.
Xiao Yunxi did not explain, but looked at the thing in Chen Mo's hand and said, "Xiao Hongzi, is this the pastry you mentioned? It is indeed quite strange."
"Empress Qi, that's right." Chen Mo said.
"Well, submit it."
"promise."
...
Chen Mo walked up quickly without daring to raise his eyes. When he was about to put it down and leave, he was stopped by Zhao Fujin: "Xiao...Hongzi, this pastry...this is the first time I've seen you...
name?"
Chen Mo raised his eyes, lowered his head, and said: "Your Highness, the Emperor Ji, this cake is called birthday... birthday cake."
"Birthday cake?!" Zhao Fujin's eyes lit up.
"Birthday cake?" Xiao Yunxi couldn't help being stunned when she heard the name of the pastry, and then said to Chen Mo: "Xiao Hongzi, you are interested."
"This is what a slave should do." Chen Mo said.
He doesn't want to be in the limelight.
I was completely forced to this point.
There is nothing we can do if we don't get out.
There are only a few kinds of pastries he can make.
And only birthday cakes are available.
"Xiao Hongzi? What is your real name?" At this moment, sitting under the chair, a handsome young man wearing a four-clawed python robe suddenly said.
Chen Mo looked around and saw a majestic face. He looked about the same age as himself, about eighteen or nineteen years old, but his aura of being in a position of power for a long time made people feel awe.
"Your Highness, my servant's name is Chen Hong." Chen Mo said respectfully, with a little fear in his voice.
Suddenly, the man stood up and patted his shoulder with a hand. Chen Mo suddenly felt a strange force rush into his body, which was warm.
But soon a huge pain came from his shoulder, causing Chen Mo to kneel on the ground, breaking into a cold sweat from the pain.
But Chen Mo ignored the pain at this moment and quickly knelt down and begged the man for mercy.
Although he didn't know where he offended the prince, his life was worthless and he had no right to question the prince.
In short, just beg for mercy and that's it.
At the same time, the system prompts sounded in my mind.
[Ding! The orange talent has been expanded!]
"Chong'er, what are you doing? Today is your sister's birthday, so there is no blood." Xiao Yunxi was also startled by Zhao Chong's sudden move.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Zhao Fujin also looked at Zhao Chong with wide eyes.
Arching his hands towards Xiao Yunxi, Zhao Chonggong said: "Mother, I made a mistake. I thought Xiao Hongzi was a warrior."
A flash of rainbow light flashed across Zhao Chong's eyes.
After speaking, Zhao Chong threw a jade bottle from his sleeve robe to Chen Mo and said: "Apply it once in the morning and evening, and you will be better in two days."
"Many... thank you, Your Highness." Chen Mo felt that his entire right shoulder was a little weak, but soon, he felt the pain in his right shoulder dissipate little by little.
"Xiao Hongzi, please go down and rest first." Although all this is just Zhao Chong's guess, Xiao Yunxi will definitely not blame her son for a eunuch.
"promise."
Chen Mo put down the wooden knife and explained that it was for cutting cakes, and then left.
...
Outer hall.
Seeing Chen Mo walking out injured, Wang Ying was startled and quickly asked what happened. When he found out that it was just a test, he breathed a sigh of relief. After leaving the palace, he said: "Little Chen, you are lucky, Prince."
Your Highness is now a fourth-level master. If he really wanted your life, with your body, you would have died long ago, let alone give him medicine..."
Wang Ying said a lot, but in short, Chen Moji should not let Chen Moji hate His Highness the Crown Prince.
What a good bitch.
Chen Mo smiled bitterly and said, "How dare I."
"I dare not be the best, otherwise, your life or death will depend on His Highness the Crown Prince's words." After Wang Ying finished speaking, he left.
Chapter completed!