"Does it hurt?" Tao Mi'er personally inspected Biqing's face, and she didn't know how much strength Xie Meiren used, the slap marks on Biqing's face showed a terrifying bruise, and there were bloodshot streaks oozing out of the nails after cutting through the flesh...... She didn't dare to touch Biqing's face at all.

"Master, the slave has been drugged, how can it still hurt." Biqing pressed against the swollen old high face and pulled out a comforting smile with difficulty. "The slave has rough skin and thick flesh, this kind of small injury is really nothing."

In the palace, especially as a palace maid, it is just commonplace to bear a slap from the master. Only the masters of their families would be very lenient and merciful with their slaves and maids.

"You have a good rest for the past two days, and then you can continue to work when your face is well, huh?" Tao Mi'er felt that this was a work injury, and she needed to give Biqing a vacation.

Bi Qing suddenly choked up when she heard this: "Master...... Slaves...... Thank you for your grace. ”

Tao Mi'er has been trying to adapt to the customs here since she came to ancient times, but she is still a modern person in her bones, and she can't always be as indifferent to slaves and slaves as others. Because he put Biqing into his circle, he couldn't help but take more care of her when he saw that she was wronged. What seems to her to be very ordinary is very generous and kind in the eyes of others.

"Go down and rest." Tao Mi'er nodded reservedly, and accepted Biqing's gratitude with peace of mind. He picked a four-butterfly flower from his head and put it in Biqing's hand, "Take it and play with it." ”

Biqing thanked him again before retreating.

At this time, Zhao Shangshou held a booklet painted with gold on a red background and stepped into the Lingqing Pavilion with a string of small tails.

"Father-in-law Zhao, this is ......" As soon as Tao Mi'er raised her eyes, she saw the trays in the hands of the palace maids, covered with red silk cloth.

"Master Xiaoyuan, the emperor is still thinking about you in his heart, and please accept the reward" Zhao Gao smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, and he was quite flattering. can make the emperor still think about it when he is busy with political affairs, Tao Xiaoyuan is still the first one.

"I'm tired of Zhao's father-in-law." Tao Mi'er Shi Ran saluted Jinhua Building, and nodded to Zhao Gao after getting up.

"It's a slave's business." Zhao Gao's smile widened. He likes Ling Qinglou's attitude, and he doesn't have the arrogance implied in the smile of those mothers and mothers, and he will respect him appropriately. Every time he followed the emperor to Lingqing Pavilion, he was always very happy. Therefore, now he is also willing to sell a good one to Tao Xiaoyuan, but it depends on whether she can seize the opportunity: "The slave said something that was out of line, and the emperor dealt with political affairs day and night, so it went on...... I also asked Xiaoyuan's master to persuade the emperor. ”

"Thank you Zhao Gonggong for reminding me." Tao Mi'er rolled her eyes and understood Zhao Gao's hint. The little hand was sent into Zhao Gao's sleeve, tacitly.

Zhao Gao's face was not obvious, he waved the dust, and arched his hand: "The slave is retired." ”

Zhiluo and Bizhu lifted the red cloth on the tray one by one, and at first the two of them would show a look of amazement for the treasures inside, and the more they went to the back, the more calm their expressions became.

They were too shocked and couldn't have been more shocked.

A pink pearl with excellent color, a pineapple wood child lotus sculpture, a plum and mutton fat white jade bottle, a pair of jade butterflies playing with flowers, a set of lotus leaf white porcelain beaded tea set, a box of gemstones......

"Master, look at ......" Zhiluo couldn't make up her mind, thinking that everything could be placed outside.

"The set of lotus leaf white porcelain beaded tea set and butterfly play flower head face are kept, and the rest of the registration will be collected in the warehouse." Peach Millet chose two things and didn't stay long.

Because it is not in the palace, the things rewarded by the emperor are estimated to be his own collections, although the amount is small, but all of them are treasures that are hard to find.

This Zhiluo and Bizhu were still busy registering the emperor's reward, and the news came that Yamei was demoted to Yacai.

This news undoubtedly swollen the faces of all the palace concubines who had fiercely ridiculed Tao Mi'er for not being favored. This morning, they also swore that Tao Mi'er's credit for protecting the emperor's heir had come to an end, and now not only was the mastermind behind the scenes condemned, but they were also rewarded, which is really not too ironic.

Yacai Ren took the queen mother's decree with a smile, turned around and kicked over the kneeling purple butterfly on the ground: "It's all useless things!" ”

"Master Ya spares his life!" Purple Butterfly got up, wailing and hugging Yacairen's thigh.

"I can't do this little thing, what do I want you to do!" Yacai kicked the purple butterfly away again, and the gentle and moving face was distorted and hideous. "Go to the side room and get a hundred stitches yourself."

"Thank you for your grace!" Purple Butterfly knelt on the ground and put on the most humble gesture of thanksgiving. As long as her life is still alive, she can endure the painful punishment.

It's just that...... It's a pity for Zijuan.

Zijuan, who was locked up in the Shang Zheng Bureau, died with a cup of poisonous wine.

"Damn, shit!" Yacai grabbed Lan Xiang's hand and breathed hard. She has angina, and she is most afraid of joy and sorrow, and now she is sick, but Yamei people are not smooth with her depressed stuffiness, and the situation is getting worse and worse.

"Master Ya, pass on the imperial doctor." Lan Xiang couldn't help but persuade.

"Not allowed!" Yacai people work harder in their hands to "a group...... A bunch of quacks, what's the use! ”

"But......" Lan Xiang was embarrassed, if something happened to Yacairen, she would not be able to escape the blame.

"Your Majesty, I want Your Majesty!" Yacai people were drenched in cold sweat and gasped for breath.

Lan Xiang was silent, there was a big flood, and now if she goes to the emperor, Yacai will definitely not be pleased.

Because of Yacairen, Lan Xiang's hands were already bruised, she was also drenched in cold sweat, but she couldn't exhale pain, Yacai people refused to pass on the imperial doctor, and she had to persuade Yacai people to take medicine in a soft voice.

After making a fuss for a while, Yacai couldn't support it before he took the pill and fell asleep.

Lan Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and walked away lightly.

"Aunt Lanxiang, use some medicine on your hands." Ziyue frowned and handed Lan Xiang the ointment to dispel stasis and invigorate blood. "How can my aunt stand ......?"

Lan Xiang glared at Ziyue, and when she saw that she was silent, she pulled out the bottle and poured the medicine into her hand.

"Your mouth, one day it will kill you!" Lan Xiang's voice was deliberately lowered, but the strictness in her tone was not lacking.

"How can it be so exaggerated...... And no one heard. Ziyue pursed her lips and muttered quietly.

Lan Xiang snorted coldly: "Even the walls in the palace have ears. ”

"Got it, got it." Ziyue dealt with it impatiently and casually, disdaining Lan Xiang's words in her heart, and she didn't even dare to say anything if she was trembling.

"It's good to know." Lan Xiang heard Ziyue's perfunctory and didn't say much. She originally mentioned a few words when she saw that Ziyue was kind to her, Ziyue didn't appreciate it, and she wouldn't rush to annoy people.

At that time, the sun was just right, and the summer cicada was lazily lying on the tree, knowing it, knowing it......

Wearing a purple apron, she hummed a song and washed her hands to make soup. Red jujube barley porridge is a stomach nourishing holy product, the emperor has not eaten for a long time, and it is better to eat this. It's rare to get exclusive news from Zhao Gao, and she wants to show her well.

According to the emperor's character, he would never be happy that the women of the harem would disturb him while he was busy with political affairs. So Tao Mi'er is not ready to give the food directly to the emperor.

Sometimes, taking a detour is also a shortcut.

"The master's craftsmanship is really good." Xinglan sniffed and praised.

Tao Mi'er said with a smile: "I just took a spoon and stirred it, what kind of craftsmanship can I count." ”

That's right, this is another way for the palace concubines to fool the emperor. Let the palace maids prepare the dishes, and then change them to stir twice, and the credit will become theirs.

Tao Mier didn't cheat to that extent, but it wasn't much better. Like embroidery, the palace maid grasps the heat, and she executes it.

"The master is so humble." Zhiluo also followed Xinglan Ke to pat her ass.

Ignoring the two people whose mouths looked like honey, Tao Mi'er carefully filled a cup of porridge and prepared a small bowl and spoon. Finally, he took off his apron and carried the delicate basket to Jinhua Building.

"Father-in-law Zhao?" Zhao Gao circled in the open space in front of Jinhua Building under the scorching sun, and he didn't know what he was anxious about. Tao Mi'er stood outside the range of Jinhua Building, and let Bizhu call out Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao looked in the direction of Tao Mi'er when he heard the sound, and saw that the person who came was Tao Mi'er, and hurriedly stepped forward with small steps. "Master Xiaoyuan, the emperor is busy......"

Tao Mi'er put the basket into Zhao Gao's hand, releasing a soothing breath: "I'm tired of Zhao Gonggong's message, 'The people in the world need the emperor's dragon to be healthy.'" ’”

Zhao Gao, who had seen Tao Mi'er running recklessly, was already hopeless, and was about to invite Tao Mi'er back, when he heard what Tao Mi'er said, his eyes lit up again: "Yes." ”

"Next, it's up to Grandpa Zhao." didn't stop long, handed over the things to Zhao Hao, and Tao Mi'er led Bizhu back to Lingqing Pavilion. After tossing and turning at noon, she hasn't had lunch yet.

Zhao Gao did not delay, as soon as the minister of the deliberation withdrew, he went in with the basket.

"Your Majesty, let's eat something." Putting the basket on the table, Zhao Gao persuaded in a high voice.

Hua Xijin just glanced up, and then frowned: "It was sent by something that doesn't have long eyes." ”

He has always disliked the palace concubine's invitation to invite favors in the name of giving things, and he also explicitly forbade sending anything to his bedroom.

Zhao Gao knelt down unhurriedly: "Your Majesty, your health is related to the people of the world!" Minion, please eat something. ”

"Let's go down." Hua Xijin was amused, he just forgot to eat for a while, and Zhao Gao made a big fuss.

Daxing's affairs have been arranged, and it doesn't hurt for him to take a break. Carrying the basket with his long hand, Hua Xijin noticed the letterhead inside at a glance.

It says that all living beings in the world need the emperor's dragon to be healthy.

It is the font of the peach honey.

Hua Xijin smiled, Zhao Gao was looking for Peach as a helper?

I don't know what Zhao Gao thinks, no one is looking for it, and I specifically look for Tao Mi'er, who has a bad brain.

However, the little thing has a heart. The things he sent were also his appetite - red dates, barley porridge and a small bowl of preserved peaches.

The emperor has a little secret that no one knows, he loves to eat sweets.

I don't know if this sentence was taught by Zhao Gao, or Zhao Gao who she ordered.

There is a wonderful feeling spreading in the bottom of my heart, rising and full.

Hua Xijin partially didn't care about Tao Mi'er, and knowingly sent things to Jinhua Building.

His little guy really cares about him.

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