"Just don't wronged her." Zhuang Zhao said weakly.

Paper Yan looked at her with a sincere expression and admonished: "The master has to take care of his body." As soon as the emperor is sick, everyone is already out of shape, if you fall again, what will this palace look like! ”

Zhuang Zhao rubbed his temples and struggled to lift his spirits: "You're right, this palace can't fall for the time being." She touched her belly, which was not yet pregnant, drank the bowl of half-warm bird's nest little by little, wiped her mouth and said, "You go with the palace to reply to the emperor." ”

Paper Yan replied, stretched out her arm to her feet, and walked back from the ramp corridor.

When he went back, the emperor was using pear soup, and when he saw her come back, he put the bowl down, "It's all done?" ”

She took the bowl and put it in the hands of the little eunuch beside her, and sat down on the edge of the bed, "It's done." It's the prince's adoptive mother, Qi, and I asked the paper inkstone to be brought back to the supervision office for interrogation. ”

The Emperor hummed and didn't ask.

"The emperor doesn't ask how the concubines know, is there any evidence?" Her tone was light, and it seemed to be mixed with a little fire.

"Well, I believe you." He smiled sparsely, as gentle as if he was still the grandson back then.

She was deflated for a while, leaned on his shoulder and complained: "Since I entered the palace, I have been in a hurry, and I have not been clean all year round." ”

The emperor took out all the hairpins for her, put them in the hand of the paper inkstone, stroked her silky hair and said with a low smile: "Silly girl, it's good if you don't have time." If the days to come are empty, you will have to cry. ”

Just like those concubines, life is like stagnant water, that's what is called boring.

He moved gently, for fear of hurting her.

Zhuang Zhao pursed his lips, his eyes were foggy, and he hugged his neck and cried, "I'm afraid." ”

I just praised her for being independent and strong, why did she suddenly become dependent on him again. The emperor helplessly glanced at the paper inkstone, and the paper inkstone willingly led everyone to retreat.

The emperor patted her on the back and whispered, "What are you afraid of, aren't I still there?" ”

She didn't speak, she just hugged him harder and harder.

The emperor didn't say much, still caressing her back, waiting for her to calm down.

Zhuang Zhao slowly collected his tears and said: "In the past, I always felt that the harem was just like this, and I didn't pay attention to half of it, but today I planted such a big heel, and I felt that I had too high a self-esteem at the beginning." ...... later"

In the future, you must always be on guard against these, so that you will feel more tired.

The means of struggle between women, she has studied for so many years, and she has always felt that she can apply them freely. During that time in the Taisun Palace, she really used it well. This time, Qi Shi was indeed the first time she was calculated, and it was also a blow to her.

Never underestimate anyone in this house.

Those who can survive in this palace, or even live well, are by no means idle.

The emperor teased her: "It's rare that you, a female Zhuge , also have a day to admit defeat." "There was thought in his eyes. After a while, he withdrew his eyes, picked up a wisp of her hair and put it on the tip of his nose, "This plum blossom fragrance is good, when my body is better, let's go enjoy the plum blossoms." - If you're hungry, let them pass the meal. He changed the subject.

Zhuang Zhao raised his eyes in surprise: "The emperor hasn't eaten yet?" "Just now the emperor drank pear soup, and she thought he had run out.

She frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied, "These minions are becoming more and more unable to serve, what time is it!" ”

The Emperor lifted her brow, "I told them to eat later." Look at you, frown at every turn now, be careful of wrinkles, no amount of beauty prescriptions can make up for it. ”

Zhuang Zhao glared at him, and angrily went outside to call them to pass the meal.

The emperor was sick, and the imperial dining room naturally had to do his best. Because the emperor ordered in advance, the imperial meal only served a few fresh vegetables, a mutton pot, a tofu soup, and rare grilled fish.

Tan Chen said: "This fish was presented by the third prince of Feng, saying that he caught it by himself. ”

The fish offered by the emperor's cousin naturally had to be served in the imperial dining room.

The emperor smiled: "He is idle." ”

Brother Qing reminded him that he would have to deal with the matter of Beiyi in a few days.

He originally intended to fight the main battle, but now it seems that he can only negotiate peace.

The emperor sighed, could it be providence?

Zhuang Zhao asked Tan Chen, "Have you tried it all?" ”

After receiving an affirmative answer, he scooped a bowl of mutton soup for him, stuffed it into his hand and said, "Your Majesty, don't think about it yet, drink the soup to warm up." When the dragon body is healthy, you can do whatever you want! ”

She was so fierce that the emperor looked at her innocently, buried his head and began to drink the soup.

By the time he finished the soup, the dishes in the bowl were piled high.

If the servant can be like this, she dares to do so.

He glanced at the empty bowl in front of her and asked, "What's the matter, is the dish not to your liking?" Let them cook what you want to eat, and they don't have to wait here, and go to dinner. ”

Zhuang Zhao shook his head: "I just used a bowl of bird's nest, and I don't want to eat anything else." ”

The emperor changed a pair of chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of tofu for her, and said with a smile: "It's better to eat a little." ”

She nodded, picked up her chopsticks and began to eat slowly.

The emperor then changed back to his chopsticks and began to eat.

The sick man has bitter in his mouth, but the emperor gets sweeter and sweeter the more he eats.

There was no symptom of not being able to swallow at all.

Tan Chen on the side looked happy, and if he could eat, it would be no big deal (to be continued.) )