Ling Concubine woke up, stared at the thick curtain and didn't make a sound, but reached out and touched her flat stomach silently, with mixed tastes in her heart.

It's the same as when Qigege was on his body, he loves sweet/spicy, but he can't eat sour.

It's all their own children, and the concubine didn't hesitate. But there is already a seven-grid, and the lord of Yanxi Palace is a concubine or a concubine, and what is missing is an elder brother.

The cousin entered the palace and reminded her to make plans early, the queen is no longer worried, and now the Ulanala clan is in possession.

There is one more Gege in Yanxi Palace, and it is still difficult to fight against the Yongshou Palace where the two princes are by her side, so she only has to gamble once, but she is sorry for that child.

"Mother, you're awake." Lamei stood aside, watching her master cry silently, and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade: "Don't be sad, the emperor has been here for a whole day. There is also an eleventh elder brother, although he was born prematurely, but the imperial doctor said that it would be good to raise it slowly in the future."

"Eleventh elder brother? What are you talking about, this palace is pregnant with an elder brother?" The concubine struggled to get up in fright.

"Brother, yes, Brother Eleven." Lamei doesn't know why, and it doesn't look like joy when she looks at her master. helped her lie down, and asked tentatively: "Niangniang, where are you uncomfortable, do you need a slave and a maid to Xuan Taiyi?"

It's actually an elder brother, so that the concubine closes her eyes tightly, and it is a nightmare when she can't open them anymore.

With a bitter smile, he shook his head: "No need to ...... After a while, he asked, "What about the emperor?" Bring Brother Eleven."

Lamei really knows where the long-lived master has gone, but she also knows her own mother's thoughts. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info couldn't hide it before saying, "The emperor went in the direction of Baoyue Tower." He persuaded again: "Niangniang, the wind is blowing outside, and the imperial doctor said that the eleventh elder brother should move less. The Ministry of Internal Affairs chose three nurses to come, and just now I replied that the eleventh elder brother had fallen asleep."

It was so weak that the concubine didn't dare to think about her decision at the moment when she rolled down the steps.

It's all Concubine Jia's fault, and that promise. And the nobles will hide things, and after watching the jokes of Yongshou Palace and Yanxi Palace, they won the emperor's favor in vain, how can there be such a truth in the world.

"I went to the emperor, and I said that the palace woke up and was too sad. Go and pass on the Imperial Doctor." Ling Concubine can only not blame herself when the gun is pointed at others.

"Yes." Lamei didn't dare to persuade, she couldn't guess the mother's thoughts, but she felt that the master was in a bad mood.

Iparhan, who was mistaken by Concubine Ling, looked at the emperor in front of him, and his heart tightened. But he pretended not to find out, and continued to sell stupidly: "Long live Lord, you can taste it quickly, this noodle should be eaten while it is hot, otherwise it will not be fragrant after a while."

Wu Shulai was counting down to the magic trick, waiting for Long Yan to be furious.

was so calm and enthusiastic, but it made Qianlong Ye wonder for a moment, could it be that the door was in the soup.

Maybe it's some precious condiment or soup made of nutritious bones back to Xinjiang?

With a lot of speculations and fantasies in his heart, Qianlong Ye reluctantly opened his mouth, drank the soup, and tasted it carefully, but he still didn't taste any strange fragrance.

Intellectually I already understood that this stupid girl really presented a bowl of noodles to Banzai Ye, but she still had a hint of fantasy in her heart and ate some noodles. It's a little stronger, but it's still far from the craftsmanship of the imperial dining room.

Wu Shulai, who listened to the movement, looked at it suspiciously, and it was strange that the emperor didn't feel neglected. Strange, weird! When he was in the small kitchen with the nobles, Wu Shu stared at the big when he came, except for asking for a green vegetable leaf, he didn't put anything rare.

At this time, he said proudly: "How is it?" Isn't it particularly fragrant. The concubine is afraid that the night will be long lived, and the master will eat too much and accumulate; Eat, deliberately make less. If you think it's good, dare to do it again with your concubine."

Iparhan didn't want the emperor to express his position, and then said: "Long live the lord, don't patronize and eat noodles, but also drink some soup. There's nothing in it, it's just noodle soup. You know that the soup is the original food, right?"

"This method was learned by the concubine when she returned to Xinjiang with the herdsman's family! You see, it's the most extravagant thing in the village, and it's only eaten by people who are big or sick."

"Isn't it sweet?" Iparhan looked at the doubts in the emperor's eyes and reiterated: "Don't believe it, the concubine has heard that someone in the village specially went to the land temple to have a hundred bodhisattvas, saying that it is not a matter of illness, so let's have one, he really wants to eat noodles."

Hearing Mama Lan's recitation of the Buddha, thank you so much for the gluttonous villager, who finally saved Baoyuelou's life.

Emperor Qianlong was full of emotion when he heard this, and he ate a few more bites, but the taste was very different from before.

After carefully tasting this bowl of clear water without thick soup and red sauce, I couldn't help but blame myself: "I read the book and said, 'Zhumen wine and meat stink/There are frozen bones on the road', and I am proud of my enlightened event in the Qing Dynasty, and I don't want to have so many barren people."

Wu Shulai glanced at the nobleman, and didn't know whether to be surprised by the beauty of wisdom or sigh at her luck.

It turns out that you are such a long live lord!

This dough sheet was made by Iparhan's mother in his previous life, and it is said that the photographer's father also liked to eat it!!

Of course, Iparhan has been skeptical about the latter point. It's like a traveler who meets an oasis in the desert will feel that the water is extraordinarily sweet, but in fact, when he returns to the city, there is tea, coffee, and a variety of juices with or without additives, and the water will no longer be sweet, but bland!

From snack to adulthood, when Iparhan was half a person with civil capacity, he had no right to speak, and the passive mother had to eat what she did.

When he was older, he began to resist, especially when he heard that his father liked the dead ghost, so Iparhan went on two hunger strikes. In the next few years, I ate less, but when I left my mother to go out alone, I was occasionally hungry and found that all I could do was dough.

When you eat it again, it's not so annoying. On the contrary, I ate a little bit of the taste of home.

Regarding Qianlong's sadness, Iparhan felt that it was unnecessary. Thousands of years later, that is, my Celestial Empire has a father of hybrid rice, haven't you seen that friendly countries are still digging wild vegetables all over the mountains when spring begins!

In particular, the tour guide said that it was a lie to make fresh kimchi.

"The Emperor Shengming." Iparhan thought to herself that this harem was not allowed to interfere in politics, and she remembered it clearly!

Of course, her IQ does not allow interference in such political affairs, is it completely beyond the scope of service!

Just when Mama Lan was happy, Wu Shulai was shocked, the emperor had mixed tastes, and the nobles were already thousands of miles away, the Lamei girl from Yanxi Palace came in......