Chapter 147
Chapter 147: Before Rolling Yuanxiao, Let’s Roll Something Else First
Suddenly, Wen Yu also laughed, “A tyrant? Haha, sounds good, I want to be one.”
What shocked Fu Chengque more than Wen Yu’s desire to usurp the throne was that he actually wanted to be a tyrant!
Oh my god.
She had always aimed to be a benevolent and wise ruler, striving towards that goal.
What would Wen Yu the tyrant be like?
Fu Chengque couldn’t help but imagine:
He would lounge on the throne, looking relaxed, with a wicked grin watching the revelry below.
Ah, she would have to feed him fruits!
Add another scene. He would lie on the throne, his head resting on her lap, picking up grapes she handed to him with his mouth, clapping his hands while watching the dancers, shouting, “Great! Bring them to my palace tonight.” If he got too excited, he might even pick her up and join the crowd of courtiers watching the dance floor, intoxicated in a drunken stupor…
Hmm…
Wen Yu is too incompetent!
Fu Chengque’s eyes narrowed disdainfully.
But the next moment, a bright idea flashed through her mind—
Wait, would he, hug me?
Oh!
Then wouldn’t my task be accomplished?
Yeah! Alright!
The girl’s mind suddenly cleared up as if enlightened, and many small lights lit up in her mind in an instant. The biggest one among them wrote:
The task doesn’t seem to say anything about not being able to hint!
Right! The task this time didn’t say anything about not being able to hint, so as long as she hints for Wen Yu to hug her, wouldn’t that be enough?
Hehehe…
All she needed to do was use her charming voice to subtly suggest to Wen Yu to embrace her, and indulge in the pleasures of being a tyrant. When the atmosphere was right, Wen Yu might do something unexpected, wouldn’t he?
Oh, my, god!!!
Chengque is so clever!
That’s it, that’s it!
It’s settled!
***
For a long time, Wen Yu didn’t hear a response. Glancing at Fu Chengque behind him, he saw her panting, her eyes flashing with incomprehensible light. He thought his proposal had upset her.
So he said, “I’m not…”
Before he could finish, Fu Chengque suddenly interrupted, “Alright!”
“Huh?”
“Alright! I promise you!”
“Oh!?”
“Yes, you can be a tyrant for a day!”
Wen Yu looked back, and the girl behind him looked serious, not joking at all. She had agreed, so what else could he say?!
A tyrant?
Alright, alright, hehehe…
***
The weather was cold, and the lard was getting cold too.
The melted lard quickly reached the usable temperature. Fu Chengque held a bowl and poured it into the powder mixed by Xiao Gua and the others.
After stirring, the shiny filling appeared. Fu Chengque pointed at the filling and smiled happily, “It’s ready, just like this!”
Fang Ling happily said, “Is this okay? It’s similar to tangyuan. What’s next?”
Xiao Gua shook the plate as if presenting it, “Is it done like this?”
Fu Chengque laughed twice, stepped forward, and spread Xiao Gua’s hands, “The plate needs to be bigger so it can shake properly.”
Xiao Gua exclaimed and, with her hands pushed open, hugged her, saying, “Sparrow, you climbed up yourself!” Then the two of them frolicked and rolled onto the sofa.
Wen Yu stared for a while.
Fang Ling approached at this time, teasing softly, “Jealous?”
Wen Yu glanced at her but didn’t say anything.
Fu Chengque returned at this moment, straightened her clothes, and said cheerfully, “It’s time to make the yuanxiao filling! But before that, we need to roll something else, like… this.”
As she spoke, she suddenly turned around, grabbed Xiao Gua’s face, which had just approached, and vigorously rubbed it while laughing madly, “Hahaha, we have to roll the yuanxiao like this!”
“Gua!”
Xiao Gua cried out, grabbing Fu Chengque’s wrist but unable to pry her hand away, only allowing herself to be kneaded into shape.
Fang Ling also exclaimed strangely, excitedly pouncing on them, “I want to learn too!”
Fu Chengque took the opportunity to loosen her grip and slipped away to the kitchen. Xiao Gua was still angry, and Fang Ling was too weak to resist, ending up being vigorously kneaded on her face.
Lu Min on the side exclaimed, “Gua, don’t be angry. Although Lingling was the one who struck first, she did it intentionally, but that something or other…”
Mixing in with the muddle, it seemed like persuasion, but was actually stoking the fire.
Fang Ling was furious.
When Fu Chengque returned, Fang Aiqing’s face was also red, her hair disheveled, and she was “hissing” as she covered her face and whimpered.
The Empress immediately burst into laughter, “Lord Lingling, you seem like a concubine who failed in palace intrigue, how miserable!”
She was fiercely glared at by Fang Ling.
Fu Chengque hurriedly used the chopping board in her hand to block the fierce attack of her eyes.
She continued, “I brought the chopping board. First, roll the filling into small balls, let them cool and solidify here, and then we can roll them.”
The crowd’s enthusiasm returned, and they busily got to work.
Xiao Gua called out first, “I’ll shake the tangyuan!”
Fang Ling immediately followed suit, “I want to shake too!”
Then she waved her hand and said, “You guys roll the balls, I just want to roll the tangyuan.”
She stood by and watched with Xiao Gua.
Fu Chengque looked at Wen Yu, “General Wen, what about you?”
“I’m hungry.”
“??”
The girl was annoyed, “I’m asking what you want to do!”
“I want to eat.”
“…”
Fu Chengque shook her head and said angrily, “Forget it! Since none of you want to roll, then Min and I will do it, right, Min!”
Lu Min smiled faintly, at this moment, Jian was in the empress’s heart.
The two washed their hands and started rolling the tangyuan filling.
The dark sesame filling was gently scooped out by the fair little hands, fingers pinched to form a rough shape, then placed in the palm of the hand, gently rubbed a few circles, and the smooth, round tangyuan filling was born.
Wen Yu watched for a while, then said, “I’m going to get some water,” and headed to the kitchen.
Fu Chengque saw her and shouted, “I want some too!” Then, without washing her hands, she ran over.
Wen Yu had no choice but to pour her a cup of tea. Then, holding the small teacup, he smiled, about to say something flirtatious like “Let me feed you,” but he saw the girl hesitating in the slightest, directly tilting her head to carry the cup away with her mouth. It was unclear if she bit it with her teeth or pursed her lips, but in any case, with a tilt of her head, the tea went down her throat.
After drinking, she looked smugly at Wen Yu.
“Amazing…” Wen Yu said somewhat regretfully.
“Hahaha! General Wen, how’s the filling I made?” she asked.
“It all looks good,” he replied.
“Hahaha, you probably didn’t even look and you’re saying it’s all good?”
“I’ve remembered.”
“Huh?”
“I’ve noted down who made each one.”
“You can remember that!?”
“I must.”
The girl was momentarily stunned, then suddenly burst into laughter again, “Bragging!” With that, she turned and left the living room.
When Wen Yu returned to the living room, the four girls were chatting happily.
Seeing Wen Yu return, they immediately became excited.
Fu Chengque shouted, “Wen Yu, General Wen, come over here! I have a question for you! Look at this!”
Lu Min smiled gently and said to Wen Yu, “Calm down your bragging.”
Fang Ling and Xiao Gua wore strange expressions, as if they were watching a show.
He leaned over and followed Fu Chengque’s finger to the cutting board, only to discover—
Among the more than twenty yuanxiao fillings on it, some had been rearranged while he was away!
Beside him, Fang Ling looked pleased with herself and acted as the host, “General Wen Yu, we mixed up some of the yuanxiao just now. Chengque and Xiao Min made two new ones and put them in. You can’t touch them. With your eyes only, find these two and determine who made them!”
Wen Yu also got into it. He glanced a few times and asked:
“What if I point them out and you say it’s wrong?”
“It won’t happen. We’ve stuck an intact sesame seed at the bottom, easy to recognize. That’s the one Chengque made.”
“And if I make a mistake…”
“If you make a mistake, you’ll be responsible for washing the dishes tonight, how about that!”
Wen Yu nodded, his smile even wider:
“And if I win?”
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