The three hundred and thirty-eighth round

Ah Zhuo finished the maid of the palace in the small kitchen, and the soup in the pot was also boiled. When the pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info said goodbye to the maid, the scheming maid also gave a salute to Ah Zhuo.

Walking on the way to the study with the incense case, Ah Zhuo couldn't help but secretly sigh, he didn't expect that there were people in the world who were simpler than himself, and he could actually go against the normal state of being tricked and use other people's words.

When he entered the study, Yaojun had disappeared, but he just wrote a recipe for the Emperor of Heaven. As for dietary contraindications, you didn't bother to write.

The Emperor of Heaven has been taking grain for a long time, and even if he is three years pregnant, he can't change his habit of skipping meals.

Ah Zhuo watched the Emperor pick up the medicine bowl and drink it in one gulp, and his worries finally subsided a little. Suddenly thinking of the queen of heaven's pregnancy, she couldn't help but sympathize with the emperor. Because Ah Zhuo felt that it was the Queen of Heaven who took advantage of the Emperor's inattention to cuckold him......

The grounding order given to Ah Zhuo by the Emperor of Heaven did not have any effect, but instead made her stay in the Heavenly Palace longer and longer. At first, he deliberately avoided her, but later Ah Zhuo saw that something was wrong with the Emperor of Heaven and told him clearly:

She was his apprentice, and she should serve and accompany him when he was unwell, not even for a moment.

The Emperor of Heaven is no longer awkward with her.

Perhaps the Emperor's temperament is more self-contained and indifferent, he is not too happy, and he can drink two cups of water with white pomegranate flowers every day to eliminate the nausea in his stomach.

Ah Zhuo took on the responsibility of boiling the decoction for the Emperor, and then supervised him to swallow the fruits of her labor in her mouth without a drop, so she went out of the study with peace of mind, and returned to the small kitchen with the incense case to wash the dishes and pots.

It is worth mentioning that the maid she met when she first came to the small kitchen has not been seen by Ah Zhuo since.

Ah Zhuo didn't know what was going on, but he had already begun to guess in his heart that it was the maid's big tongue that caused him trouble and was punished to work elsewhere.

Once, she was a little late when she boiled the medicine, so Ah Zhuo took the incense case around the path, walked in the garden and bumped into the queen of heaven walking to enjoy the flowers, Ah Zhuo hurriedly put the incense case under the porch, leaned over to give a salute to Lizhu, and asked her for a peace.

Li Zhu didn't speak at first, as if she disdained to deal with Ah Zhuo. Later, Lizhu opened her mouth to get the eyes of her grandmother.

“…… When entering and exiting the Heavenly Palace, do not exceed the etiquette. Falling into a sentence that had no specific meaning, Lizhu slowly turned around and drove away with the mighty ceremony of more than a dozen people.

Ah Zhuo patted the dust on his robe, and after standing up, he thought to himself: In front of Lizhu, he obviously showed a very respectful attitude, how could he still be provoked by her?

As everyone knows, when a person hates you, what you do is very wrong. In particular, Ah Zhuo does have something that can make Lizhu dissatisfied. For example, Ah Zhuo stayed with the Emperor every day, which was far longer than the emperor and queen who were still in the newlywed period.

Li Zhu returned to the palace along the same road, sitting in front of the window with a blue gauze silk tent, with a calm and obviously unkind face, and she didn't know what she was thinking, her fingers bent and knocked on the ground, which made people panic inexplicably.

The personal maid beside her wondered if the queen of heaven was so angry that she searched for a long time, and was about to ask cautiously, but Lizhu turned around and took the lead and said: "Take the pen and ink in the chest of drawers, I want to send a letter to Aya." ”

The maid immediately knelt down and persuaded: "The queen of heaven must think twice." Even if you don't have a good time in the Heavenly Palace, you can't complain to your mother's family. ”

Li Zhu glanced lightly at the person lying under him and said, "It's not a complaint." "She's going to set up a set.

As the queen of heaven, Li Zhu has let the plum blossom fairy who does not know the height of the sky and the height of the earth for a long time, and if she is not driven out of the heavenly realm, His Majesty will never look at him even once.

Lizhu knew that what she was going to do was to put herself and Ah Zhuo to death equally. However, she really couldn't swallow the ambiguous tone of the plum blossom fairy against the master-apprentice relationship and the emperor of heaven.

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

Everything was forced by the fairy who shouldn't have appeared in the heavenly realm in the first place.

She thought about it with her clothes in her hand, took two deep breaths, picked up the pen and ink presented on the case, and wrote down a line of hairpins: "Aya is not harmed, and it will be like a meeting when you see the letter." Thinking about it, but he can't go to the lower realm, and he doesn't know the recent situation in the West Sea, and he is worried about it, can Aya tell Lizhu about the number of rain in the West Sea in the next twenty years? ”

After writing the silk book, he handed it to his personal maid, and asked her not to open it, but to directly take the two servants to the nether realm to send a message.

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Two days later, Lizhu received a reply from Aya. It is densely packed with the year, location and corresponding rainfall. She read it twice, sneered and copied the information of the year with the most rain onto the half-torn plain silk, and then asked the maid who had had a relationship with Ah Zhuo to bring the note to the small kitchen to boil medicine.

Lizhu doesn't have long front and back eyes, but she has long known that this maid is unreliable, and she is the most suitable person to leak news.

The scheming maid really didn't disappoint Lizhu, and generously shared the content of the note with Ah Zhuo.

Looking at the neat and beautiful hairpins, Ah Zhuo was a little puzzled where this flowed from.

However, she didn't ask the maid, and after a little thought, she got the result. Although Lizhu is married, she is also the fifth princess of the West Sea, and it is not surprising to know how much rain will fall in which year and where the Dragon Clan of the West Sea will be.

But...... Is there too much rain on this note?

Ah Zhuo quietly memorized the numbers, returned the note to the maid, and continued to squat next to the firewood and fan it as if nothing had happened.

When the medicine entered the study, watching the Emperor drink it silently, Ah Zhuo's eyes began to drift all over the study.

She wanted to find out the edict that the Emperor of Heaven intended to write the number of rains in the West Sea that year.

He never cared about her rummaging through the scrolls, but this time she wanted to see something he had strictly forbidden her to read. So Ah Zhuo was very careful. On the surface, it was handled gently so as not to disturb the Emperor's criticism, but in fact, he didn't want to alarm the Emperor's vigilance.

After she had looked through the two rows of waist-high shelves, she found the edict in an inconspicuous position with her head bowed.

Ah Zhuo turned his back and opened the scroll and found that the rain number was exactly the same, and silently calculated how much flood it would cause if such a rain fell on the world, and finally made a decision after some hesitation:

She has already violated His Majesty's prohibitions twice, and it doesn't hurt to violate them again.

At that time, she didn't know how shallow her thoughts were.

"Your Majesty, can you lend me pen and ink? I would like to excerpt from the catalogue of the volume. ”

Ah Zhuo approached the table and stretched out her hand to the Emperor of Heaven, took a very thin pen, and after studying a little ink, she made up the number of rains that could cause floods to the normal range.

She is not only changing the number of rain in the future, but also her future self. (To be continued.) )