Chapter Twenty-Five: Farmhouse Meals

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In the evening, the wind intensified, the mischievous wind penetrated through the window cracks, the beaded curtains, and the candles on the table flickered and flickered, and the shadows cast on the wall suddenly grew and shortened, and changed different images in an instant.

Zhang Yuxia was stunned and wondered, why didn't she find such an interesting thing when she used to hold a night candle day and night. I thought about it for a long time before I thought maybe it was because of my state of mind. In a safe and peaceful environment, the nature you see is a reflection of each other.

I don't know whose stomach gurgled and the two looked at each other and laughed.

"Go back, Your Majesty, it's too late." Zhang Yuxia felt a little apologetic in her heart.

"I can't bear to let you go back hungry, I've already ordered someone to prepare dinner." The emperor smiled thoughtfully, and his eyes were shining brightly under the glow of the candles, like the brightness of the night.

"It's too late, the emperor has been staying outside for a long time, it's not appropriate after all." Zhang Yuxia hesitated while fiddling with the emperor's clothes.

"I'm like having a quiet meal with you, can Xia'er just bear to brush my good mood" The emperor stared at her, his eyes were full of affection.

Zhang Yuxia sneered, "If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight." The emperor's move is very similar to the Lai Pi of my family's fifth sister. ”

"Great disrespect. How dare you compare me to a little woman? If you say it, you will hear it, if you don't say it well, see how I punish you, if you say it well, you will be rewarded. The emperor feigned anger and lowered his face to bluff.

After half a day of familiarization, Zhang Yuxia had already seen the emperor's move, but she was just covering her ears and eyes and having fun, she grinned and said, "My fifth sister is the youngest, she does whatever she wants at home, is domineering, and enjoys the favor of her family." Once, I fell in love with my grandmother's newly acquired calligraphy and paintings, and I messed around and hung them in my room. When we found out, we curiously went to her room, only to see our unruly fifth sister pestle in front of the calligraphy and painting, and read seriously, 'A scoop of wine among the flowers, go on a blind date...... Mooncakes can't be eaten, and drunkards go with moths. Zhang Yuxia didn't have time to finish speaking, she was already laughing and leaning back, and she was very happy.

"......" Emperor almost sprayed tea. After a while, he asked, "Then where did the poem of your fifth sister come from?" ”

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. ……”

"It turned out to be the poet fairy Li Bai's 'drinking alone under the moon', and it was also misinterpreted by your five sisters like this, fortunately the poet fairy didn't know, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable." The Emperor laughed dumbly.

The emperor looked at Zhang Yuxia with a smile between his eyebrows, like a dream. In the eyes of others, he is the supreme emperor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, the Son of Heaven who is not angry but mighty, and what comes to his ears is the dynamic events of the world. Today, this inconsequential trivia sounds like a trivial matter, but there is a vivid fun in it. The emperor sighed imperceptibly, when he was young, he was ambitious, he was bent on fighting for hegemony, he became famous, he put on a dragon robe, and sat on the throne, what about it? Tasteless food, restless sleep, gains and losses. The days are long, the days are long, and the cold mask seems to have entered the blood and bones, and it can never be removed.

The emperor struggled for nearly half a lifetime, and now he was helpless and sad, and his expression darkened. There is too much burden in this life, and there is no fun at all, but if you want to be reborn in the next life, you would rather be the people in cloth, and it is happiness to have people who love each other by your side.

Life, several lifetimes of reincarnation, going around and around, sweet and sour, bitter and salty, one by one to know which is the right way in the world.

Zhang Yuxia saw that the emperor only looked at herself in a daze, as if she was out of her body. She called softly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty'......"

The emperor was busy calming his mind and said with a smile, "I know that laughing so easily and happily today, Xia'er will change your appreciation." ”

"What does the emperor appreciate Xia'er?" Zhang Yuxia took advantage of the situation to go uphill and chased after it.

The emperor narrowed his eyes, his thin lips pursed slightly, and his face showed a fox-like cunning. "Ghost girl, let me guess your thoughts."

The emperor pondered for a while and said, "Looking at Xia'er's light makeup, she must not be a vulgar woman who likes makeup too much; I also saw that Xia'er was calm and elegant, and she was not a villain who tended to be inflammatory. Although I don't know what makes Xia'er worried, I hope to be Xia'er's confidant and solve problems for the beauty. Is it possible?"

The emperor's eyes were full of brilliance, and he looked at Zhang Yuxia brightly. Zhang Yuxia was moved, can you? Gently in just two words, but if it weighs a thousand pounds, his worries and fears are all in these two words, what a delicate heart the emperor was born, and he actually saw her through.

The corners of her eyes were moist, and her long eyelashes flickered, as if she wanted to force back the tears that were not angry.

She smiled and choked up to hide her cowardice, "The emperor lied to people, what kind of reward is this?" It's too empty, and Xia'er wants a real reward. ”

The emperor's heart melted little by little, where did he still have the strength to argue, he sucked away the tears on her cheeks, and coaxed, "If Xia'er wants anything, I will definitely agree." ”

"The emperor is a promise, and he is not allowed to repent. Wait for Xia'er to think clearly in the future, and then return to the emperor. Can? Zhang Yuxia raised her chin and looked serious.

"No remorse. Xia'er is asking for me, and I will give it to me. The emperor looked solemn and serious, and seemed to be more serious.

The two of you say a word, I say a word, sweet words float out of the window, blending into the boundless night, in this pure land seems particularly quiet and eternal.

The meals were served one by one, bud rice cakes, bud rice porridge, a few plates of small pickles, plus a few kinds of greens. Ordinary people's home-cooked meals, the rising white gas, mixed with the gentle fragrance, greatly aroused the appetite, and the two who were already hungry couldn't wait to pick up the jade bamboo chopsticks.

"Coarse tea and light rice are so sweet, when I was young, my family was poor, and every day pickles were eaten with budding rice porridge. At that time, I was afraid of poverty, I was afraid of hunger, and I looked forward to the day when I could eat fish. Nowadays, it is a delicacy of the mountains and seas, and the delicacies of the jade plate, but it is eaten as tasteless, far less delicious than this coarse tea and light rice. The emperor was full of praise, and blinked as if he was a traitor, "This cook was found by me from my hometown in the countryside." ”

Zhang Yuxia finally heard the side taste, daring to love this emperor has already been calculated, and has long wanted to open up a small world in this courtyard--- a small world with only two people. Zhang Yuxia's cheeks suddenly burned, and she felt ashamed that she had seen through the emperor's "conspiracy".

The emperor has a heart, the beauty has an intention, and both of them are like falling into the trap of love, enjoying the love and sweetness.

Zhang Yuxia is like a little lady from a peasant family, rolling up her sleeves to add vegetables and scooping porridge for the emperor.