"Don't shout, it's late at night, let people outside hear it, the emperor has just died, you are still so happy, what kind of system? If someone is looking for trouble and is held accountable, do you still want to die? Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Chu Lingxuan reprimanded, even she herself thought that although Chu Lingmei's reaction was normal, it was really too radical and should not be. "Yes, Sister Queen." Chu Lingmei let go of Chu Lingxuan, and there was still a smile on his face that could not be erased immediately.

"You should also go to bed early, if you don't sleep, just think about it seriously, how to do what is best for us, in order to protect our greatest interests, if you have an idea, we act as soon as possible, try not to be governed by others, and then we will be too passive." Chu Lingxuan raised her legs and walked inside to her bedroom. "Sister Queen, you sleep well, maybe we will be very busy tomorrow." Chu Lingmei flattered Chu Lingxuan. Chu Lingxuan stopped squeaking and walked away directly.

"Yay." Chu Lingmei clenched his fists, secretly cheering himself up, he finally overstayed the days in the cold palace, hoping that the future will be a good day, and he will work hard and struggle endlessly for the good days in the future and for the future, no matter what methods and means are used. Then, she turned her head, grabbed the snacks on the table, and stuffed them into her mouth, her face silently happy, even when she was appointed as a beautiful concubine, she had never been so happy. It seemed like a long time ago, and she doesn't remember much of the details of the time, but the excitement is palpable and real.

In the middle of the night, Pan Yuer was actually woken up by hunger, she hadn't eaten anything all day, and she had vomited. "Your Majesty." The first thing she called was Xiao Baojuan, a habit she had developed since she entered the palace. The palace maid who heard the movement hurriedly came in, "Hmm-what are the orders?" Xiao Yan clearly pointed out that Pan Yuer was no longer allowed to be called "Guifei Niangniang", but there was no new honorific title to replace, so they had to call nothing first.

No one hugs her, gives warmth, sleeps uncomfortably, is still hungry, but she can't get care and care, Pan Yuer Gu Ying feels sorry for herself, she shakes her head, very helpless, "The emperor is dead, there is no more." "Yes." The palace maid didn't know what to answer.

The sound of footsteps, Xiao Baorong and Xiao Yan, who were sleeping in the hall outside, also walked in, Xiao Baorong refused to leave, Xiao Yan had to stay, he was relieved that he was not alone, if he took the opportunity to take advantage of Pan Yuer, what should he do, he would suffer a big loss. The two of them were closer to the bed, not too close, and there were several layers of beds apart, "Yu'er, are you awake, are you hungry?" Pan Yu'er was indeed hungry, Xiao Baorong asked her heart, "Well, I'm hungry." ”

"Come on, serve porridge to Yu'er." Xiao Baorong had already prepared, in this regard, his heart was still fine, and what he said to Pan Yu'er was gentle, "I knew that Yu'er would be hungry easily, so I deliberately prepared it in advance, so that people could keep the nutritious sweet porridge on a slight fire to keep it hot, but it was not hot, so that Yu'er could eat it as soon as possible and solve the problem of hunger." "Hmm." Hearing that there will be food immediately, Pan Yu'er finally lifted her spirits, turned around, sat up, her eyes still didn't open, and yawned, "Ah." ”

The eunuch brought a tray with both hands, and on the tray was placed a translucent jade-colored porcelain bowl fired by the palace kiln, which was exquisitely clear, and the porridge in the bowl was even more fragrant with the ingredients themselves, so that people could be aroused when they were not hungry. "Give it to me." Xiao Baorong took the bowl from the tray to his hands, felt the temperature, the bowl was very hot, but it was not hot, and then walked to Pan Yu'er in the innermost.

As soon as Xiao Yan snorted his mouth, someone from the palace went over, lifted the bed layer by layer, and teased it to the innermost, how could Xiao Baorong and Pan Yuer kiss me privately. "Thank you." Pan Yu'er was finally willing to open her eyes and stretched out her hand to receive the porridge. "No, I'll feed Yu'er." Xiao Baorong took two steps and sat on the side of Pan Yu'er's bed, whether she agreed or not, scooped up a small spoonful of porridge, put it to blow on the side of her mouth, and then pursed her lips to taste whether it was hot or not, and then sent it to her mouth, "Come, Yu'er, drink porridge." ”

"Oh." Pan Yuer obediently opened her mouth, this kind of state of stretching out her hands for clothes and opening her mouth for food was originally the life she was most accustomed to, she used to come over like this almost every day, and naturally she felt ordinary and ordinary. The two of them are next to each other, and if they get closer, they should stick to each other at zero distance, one feeds, one eats, Xiao Baorong smiled happily and sweetly, and Pan Yuer also ate porridge leisurely. Xiao Yan was secretly aggrieved, but he couldn't say anything.

Xiao Baorong was still angry, "Yu'er, this porridge is delicious, right?" Don't worry, I'm not as bad as some people, bullying Yu'er, although Yu'er eats without any worries. Is Yu'er relieved about the porridge I prepared? "Some people must include Xiao Yan, which means that he deliberately gave Pan Yu'er mutton stuffed buns. Of course, he was worried that he would think badly of her, that he would ruin their good deeds, and that he would try to dispel as much as possible the good impression she might have of him. "Well, don't worry." Pan Yuer actually didn't fully understand what Xiao Baorong meant in and out of his words, and it felt good to be fed by someone, so she answered with the words. Xiao Yanke knew very well, he was so angry that he almost couldn't help it, he wanted to get angry now, but he could only endure it again and again, and he didn't show his face, although he knew that he should stay calm and firm and indifferent, his face was still not good-looking. Xiao Baorong noticed it and stopped talking.

Xiao Yan flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked out, he really couldn't look past it, and he couldn't vent on the spot, so he had to go out and sulk by himself. He doesn't understand, where is he worse than Xiao Baorong? Is it just because he can't coax people? He was really embarrassed to rob him directly, from childhood to adulthood, although he listened to him, but he was also very polite to him, but now it is different, women, brothers can't let it, not to mention that it's not a brother, how can he compete for it, let Pan Yuer become his own: alas, when will we change the embarrassing status quo in front of me that makes people don't want to endure it anymore? .

It seems that a long, long time has passed, on the tray of the eunuch, holding an empty bowl, and a few palace people have withdrawn Xiao Baorong also moved out, he pretended to be surprised, but also to ease the atmosphere, to save Xiao Yan from getting angry with him, just now, he himself seemed to be suspected of suing him, in fact, this is the case, "Ah? Haven't you fallen asleep yet? "You're so noisy, who can sleep." Xiao Yan said angrily. "Am I arguing?" Xiao Baorong didn't feel it himself, isn't he quite quiet, all the time. It was not Xiao Yan's ears that were disturbed, but his heart. "You don't feel it yourself?" He asked rhetorically.

Such nonsensical conversations rarely happen between Xiao Yan and Xiao Baorong. "Sleep, sleep." Xiao Baorong concealed his inner uneasiness, playing a round, Xiao Yan may just think about him, but sometimes he "spends the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain", the country and the beauty belong to him, and the credit is basically set up by others, can he be at ease and deserved?