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Yu Wenhong was sitting in front of the bookcase and writing, and a little eunuch was standing next to him grinding. Wan proudly walked over and waved his hand to let the little eunuch go down, and then took over the work of the little eunuch, only then did he catch a glimpse of what Yu Wenhong was writing was a holy decree - a holy decree to seal Zhou Yalin as the princess of Zhaoyang.

Wan Deyi didn't look any further, hanging his head and grinding seriously.

After Yu Wenhong finished writing, he handed over the holy decree to Wan Deyi and ordered: "Send it to Zhou's house tomorrow." ”

Wan said yes proudly, and then put away the holy decree and handed it to the little lady next to him.

Yu Wenhong was a little tired, stood up from the bookcase, stretched, moved his shoulders again, then looked at the bleak sky outside, and sighed: "It's so late." ”

Wan smirked and said, "No, it's almost time." As he spoke, he asked, "Does the emperor want to have some supper?"

Not to mention that he didn't feel hungry, Yu Wenhong really felt hungry, so he said, "Then let's have some." ”

Wan Deyi was slightly surprised when he heard it, he just asked casually, the emperor attaches great importance to health and is afraid of using supper at night, so he doesn't like to eat supper, he didn't expect the emperor to respond, but the emperor actually asked for it.

And then Gonggong Wan heard Yu Wenhong say: "What kind of ...... is the concubine's favorite food for supper?"

Father-in-law Wan hurriedly replied to her: "Tangyuan." ”

Yu Wenhong said: "Yes, then let's have a portion of the rice balls." ”

Gonggong Wan was even more surprised, the emperor didn't like sweets, and he asked again: "The concubine usually likes to eat red bean paste and taro paste dumplings, what do you want to eat, Your Majesty?"

Yu Wenhong said: "Just follow the one that the concubine eats on weekdays." ”

Wan Deyi sighed a little, the emperor didn't like the concubine on weekdays, but the emperor himself may not have noticed that the concubine was imperceptibly affecting the emperor.

It's like some living habits, and I was accidentally taken crooked by the concubine. It seems that the emperor has never liked sweets, but now he will take the initiative to eat glutinous rice balls, and it seems that the emperor used to be picky about tea, but after living with the concubine for a long time, the tea made from ordinary well water has never been seen and the emperor can't drink it.

I don't know if this change is a good thing or a bad thing, but for now, he is still happy to see the emperor's change.

Wan proudly shook off these thoughts, said yes, and then went down to ask people to prepare supper for Yu Wenhong.

Although Yu Wenhong does not have the habit of using supper, the imperial dining room will keep two stoves of firewood at night just in case. So the glutinous rice balls were quickly cooked and served.

Yu Wenhong used a bowl of rice balls, and felt that he was accumulating food, so he was ready to find something to do to eliminate food, and then picked up the brush casually, thought for a long time, and finally lowered his head and started painting in front of the desk.

Yu Wenhong painted a character, Wan Smug supported the palace people to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and then he came over to grind Yu Wenhong by the way to take a look, and suddenly felt that the person who only drew an outline on the paper was a little familiar, so he smiled and said: "The emperor is painting Jiang Niangniang, right?"

Yu Wenhong was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and the hand holding the brush suddenly became heavy, and a large ball of ink dripped into the paper, and a large piece of ink was blackened.

Yu Wenhong heard him call him not "Guifei Niangniang" nor "Meng Niangniang", but "Jiang Niangniang".

He lowered his head to the rice paper on the table, and the characters outlined by the brush on it could vaguely see familiar eyebrows, but Yu Wenhong suddenly couldn't tell whether the familiar eyebrows and eyes were the familiar eyebrows in his heart.

Wan Deyi seemed to feel a little speechless at this time, and quickly slapped his mouth, and then pleaded: "The slave should die, the slave lost his words." How can there be any Jiang Niangniang, it should be Meng Niangniang. ”

Yu Wenhong naturally wouldn't believe that he was really just accidentally losing his words, but he didn't bother to figure out Wan Shengyi's intentions, but instead followed his words and asked, "What do you think, Jiang Niangniang of my painting." ”

Yu Wenhong has never taken the initiative to mention Jiang Yu's rebirth in Meng Yuyu to Wan Deyi, but Wan Deyi has served Yu Wenhong for so many years, and if he trusts him, these things will naturally be clear.

Yu Wenhong lowered his head and looked at the outline on the paper again, although it was incomplete, it could still be seen that it was a face that was alluring to the country and the city, a face that belonged to Meng Yuyu, but there seemed to be something different. He couldn't tell what was different.

Wan De didn't blame Yu Wenhong as if he was relieved, so he straightened up, and then said: "I hope the emperor doesn't blame the slave and said bluntly, although the previous Meng Niangniang and the current Jiang Niangniang are exactly the same, but the sex is different, and the expression on the natural face is also different." Meng Niangniang is cold, and there is always a cold color between her eyebrows and eyes. And Jiang Niangniang is lively and outgoing, and her expression is relatively high. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the painting in Yu Wenhong's hand, and continued: "Your Majesty, look at the painting you painted, the woman's eyebrows and eyes are crooked, as if she is sly smiling, but it is not Jiang Niangniang." ”

Yu Wenhong looked down at the painting again, only to find that it was really as Wan Smug said, the woman's eyebrows and eyes in the painting seemed to have a cunning color, which was an expression that Yu Yu would not have.

The painting was ruined, and Yu Wenhong put down his pen, picked up the unfinished painting, and threw it into the paper basket like garbage.

A little distracted and frowned, then he walked out of front of the bookcase and sat down on the couch, and then asked Wan proudly: "You don't seem to hate her, it should be said that you seem to like her more than Yu Yu, why?"

Wan Smuyi hurriedly said: "The slave doesn't dare." ”

Yu Wenhong seemed to really want an answer, so he said: "Forgive you for your innocence, say it." ”

Wan smug paused for a moment, and then smiled respectfully and cautiously: "The two mothers are both good people, and they are both emperors, and for the slaves, there is really nothing to say who you like." It's just that Meng Niangniang has a cold temperament and is not easy to approach, and she is depressed and stubborn all day long, and when she is there, the emperor is often unhappy. On the contrary, it was Jiang Niangniang......" Wan said proudly and laughed, and said: "Although the emperor is often so angry that he jumps to his feet, but since she appeared, the emperor has been in a much more relaxed mood, people are much happier, and even his temper is much better." ”

Although he didn't say who he preferred, he still favored Jiang Yu in his words.

For Wan Deyi, whoever can make the emperor happy, he will like whoever he prefers. In the past, Meng Niangniang, the emperor loved her deeply, but the emperor was not happy to see her once. On the contrary, it is now Jiang Niangniang, the emperor will be in a good mood once he goes up, sometimes he is obviously angry with her, but after that, he can still see that the emperor's mood is very good.

This Jiang Niangniang is actually very big and not small, she lives very freely, not even the emperor is too big, but not so small that even he, a minion, is very approachable.

Some time ago, when he celebrated his birthday, she asked people to make him a bowl of longevity noodles, and also asked his little apprentices to teach his little apprentices a song of "I wish you a happy birthday", and let the little apprentices sing it to him on his birthday.

To tell the truth, he is the personal eunuch next to the emperor, and no one will despise him, and on weekdays, even the ladies or ministers in the palace have to please him. Other ladies will also have heavy rewards on his birthday, but those valuable rewards are not as good as the bowl of longevity noodles that makes Wan Shengyi feel warm.

This is probably because other mothers only treat him as a slave around the emperor, but she treats him as a person.

After listening to Wan Shengyi's words, Yu Wenhong didn't react, just frowned and looked ahead a little distractedly, as if there were still many things that he couldn't figure out, and he couldn't see whether he was happy or unhappy on his face.