plumnovel Chapter 55 Little Sizi's Wonderful Adventure
Chapter 55 Little Sizi's Wonderful Adventure
Chapter 55 Little Sizi's Wonderful Adventure
The cutting board was empty; the last few Portuguese egg tarts had long since been eaten by the group.
Little Sizi stood by the cutting board, tiptoeing, and peered at it again, unwilling to give up.
It's really gone.
She looked down at her round belly, then thought of her father, who was still in the Liangyi Hall reviewing memorials and must be starving.
My pretty boyfriend said I couldn't bring it, because it would break if I took it back.
Poor Aye!
Each time, I could only smell the food or eat the cold, hard leftovers.
Xiao Sizi's eyes darted around, taking advantage of the fact that Li Lizhi was helping Fang Qingjun tidy up the teacups and no one was paying attention to them.
She stretched out her chubby little hand and groped around in the shadows under the cutting board for a while.
Those were two that Su Mu had casually placed aside to dry when they were fresh out of the oven. They were in a slightly off-center position, half of which was blocked by a palm-leaf fan, and even Su Mu himself seemed to have forgotten about them.
It wasn't completely cooled down yet; it was still warm and felt tingly to the touch.
The little ox held its breath, moving as fast as a little mouse stealing oil.
Grab one with your left hand and one with your right hand.
Where should they hide?
The food box is in my sister's hands; it will definitely be discovered.
Xiao Sizi looked down at his everyday clothes made of Shu brocade.
The sleeves were wide, a custom for noblewomen in the Tang Dynasty. Large pockets were sewn into the sleeves, which were usually used to carry handkerchiefs and candies.
This is it!
She carefully tucked the two delicate egg tarts into her sleeve pocket, holding them loosely in her hands as if afraid of rubbing off the flaky crust that was thinner than a cicada's wing.
"Sizi, let's go."
After Li Lizhi finished tidying up, she turned around and called out.
"I'm going to cheat—I'm going to cheat!"
Little Sizi shuddered and quickly put his hands in front of him, elbows bent outwards, his posture as strange as a little penguin just learning to walk.
Li Lizhi looked at her suspiciously: "What's wrong? Does your stomach hurt?"
"No—no duck!"
Little Si shook his head vigorously, his eyes wide open. To hide his nervousness, he raised his voice an octave, "I'm—I'm practicing my kung fu! Su Guoguo said—this is called—it's called showing off!"
Li Lizhi had never heard of any such thing as "Duan Shuiping," but she didn't think much of it. She tugged at the corner of Xiao Sizi's sleeve and said, "Let's go. Father is probably getting impatient."
Little Sizi didn't dare let her older sister hold her hand, so she could only take small, quick steps, her two short legs moving very fast, while her upper body remained stiff and motionless.
I'll do anything for my father's food!
After leaving the imperial kitchen and passing through several palace walls, you will find yourself in the alley leading to the Liangyi Hall.
It was time to leave work, and there were few people on the palace road. Only the sound of the wind rustling the fallen leaves on the bluestone slabs could be heard.
A thin layer of sweat appeared on Xiao Sizi's forehead. The two warm little things in her sleeve pocket were getting heavier and heavier, and her arms felt a little sore. But when she thought of her father's surprised look when he tasted them, she couldn't help but smile.
"Hahaha! I, Old Cheng, have truly had my eyes opened today!"
There was a thunder on the ground.
From around the corner of the alley, a figure as tall as a black tower suddenly darted out. His voice was so loud that it caused dust to fall from the palace walls.
Duke Cheng Yaojing came out of the Liangyi Hall and was boasting to the dark-faced Yuchi Gong beside him about his prowess in the martial arts arena.
That shout was so sudden, so explosive.
Little Sizi, who was concentrating on using his internal energy to protect the egg tart, was so frightened that he trembled all over!
Suddenly, his left foot tripped over his right.
"oops--!"
The little body lunged forward, followed by a solid thud on its bottom.
puff!
A very faint, muffled sound was drowned out by Cheng Yaojin's demonic laughter.
Little Sizi sat on the ground, bewildered.
She felt that the bulging, stiff feeling in her sleeve pocket was gone.
Instead, a warm, moist, sticky substance clung tightly to her arm.
The crisp sound of the pastry cracking, though faint, sounded like the sky falling to her ears!
"Wow--!"
Little Sizi's lips trembled, and tears instantly streamed down her face. "It's broken! It's all broken! Waaaaah—"
Cheng Yaojin was laughing heartily when he saw a cute little dumpling sitting in front of him crying. Upon closer inspection, he was so frightened that he almost lost his soul!
"Oh my goodness! Isn't this Princess Jinyang?"
Cheng Yaojin's large face instantly wrinkled into a bun, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, "I didn't mean to! My lousy voice—where did the princess fall?"
Li Lizhi didn't even have time to scold Cheng Yaojin; she quickly squatted down to check on her sister: "Brother? Did you hurt yourself? Where does it hurt?"
Little Sizi cried and hiccuped, her arms hanging in the air, refusing to put them down, and wouldn't let Li Lizhi touch her sleeves.
"No—no pain—waaaaaah—it's my balls—my balls are dead—"
Cheng Yaojin scratched his head, looking completely bewildered: "Eggs? What eggs? I don't see any chicken eggs here!"
Just then, a gust of wind blew by.
Cheng Yaojin's nose, which was as sensitive as a dog's, twitched twice.
It smells so good!
An extremely rich, milky sweetness, mixed with an indescribable oily aroma, was wafting from this little princess!
It was more alluring than any spice he had ever smelled in the Western Regions, so sweet it made his throat itch.
"What's that smell?"
Cheng Yaojin slurped his saliva. "Why does it smell so milky?"
Li Lizhi also smelled it at this moment, her expression changed, and she looked at her sister's two sleeves that looked particularly bulky and heavy, and instantly understood what was going on.
"Duke Lu, today's events are a misunderstanding. Si Zi has been frightened. I need to take her back to change her clothes."
Li Lizhi put on a stern face and gave the order to leave, saying, "Please, Duke, make yourself at home."
Although Cheng Yaojin was a reckless fellow, he knew it was not appropriate to linger at this time. However, his bull-like eyes lingered on Xiao Sizi's sleeves for a moment, and he wondered to himself: When did it become fashionable in the palace to hide breast milk on one's body?
"Yes, yes, I'll leave right away, I'll leave right away."
Cheng Yaojin clasped his hands in a salute and walked away, turning back every few steps.
Inside the Liangyi Hall, the lights were just beginning to come on.
Li Shimin tossed aside the memorial he had been reading for half an hour without turning a page.
Just as Wang Dequan was about to come up and add tea, Li Shimin glared at him and sent him back.
"Not back yet?"
"Your Majesty, a guard just reported that the Eldest Princess and Princess Jinyang have entered Chengtian Gate, and it is estimated that—"
Before the words were finished, a series of sobs came from the doorway.
Li Shimin's heart tightened, and he stood up abruptly, taking a few steps down the stairs.
Li Lizhi led her little brother in.
The little girl's eyes were red and swollen, and tears streamed down her face. Her clothes weren't dirty, except for the sleeves—
Something seems off.
A large area was wet; the oil stains had soaked through the fine Shu brocade, leaving a dark mark underneath.
"What's going on? Who bullied my brother?"
Li Shimin knelt down and tenderly wiped away his daughter's tears, saying, "Tell your father, your father cut off his head!"
"Waaah—Dad—I'm sorry—"
Little Sizi cried even harder, her little body trembling, "They're all gone—the ones I brought for Father—they're all gone—"
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