'Buckle Buckle'

"Mother, are you awake?"

Rong Cheng's voice sounded in the outer hall, Chu Xiang slowly raised his head and rubbed the sore forehead and said softly, "The palace is awake, but it's going to be medicated?"

"Back to Niangniang, it's time to take medicine"

"Come in"

Chu Xiang got up, put on a coat, sat on the round stool, poured a cup of bee sugar water, and took a sip of it, Rong Cheng came in with a tray, followed by a little palace maid "Niangniang, this is the palace maid sent by the emperor to serve Niangniang, and she already knows all the rules of Mingluan Palace" The little palace maid is very clever, and her eyes are quite similar to Ayu's "The slave maid asked Niangniang to say goodbye, and the slave maid will serve Niangniang with Sister Ayu in the future. Please also give the slave a name."

Chu Xiang looked at the dexterous girl in front of him and thought to himself, "This palace is a little interested in you, do you have a favorite food?" The little palace maid tilted her head slightly, thought about it and said, "The slave maid loves to eat sour dumplings the most!"

Rong Cheng couldn't help but laugh on the side, the mother asked like this to give her a food name, this girl is also really honest and sour dumplings are used to make a name is the first time I have seen it! Chu Xiang didn't understand what the sour dumplings were for a while, but Rong Cheng explained that he realized that they were dumplings that he ate when he was old. She doesn't like to eat, every time Liang Qi half-coaxes her to take a small bite and say that she doesn't eat dumplings and freezes her ears.

"How does the sour dumpling make this palace call you? Let's change it again."

The little palace maid blushed and said embarrassedly, "The slave maid doesn't know what the slave maid likes to eat, but it is the name, the slave maid loves to eat and sour plums on weekdays."

Chu Xiang frowned, why is this girl so fond of sour, sour dumplings and sour plums... Rong Cheng on the side looked at her face and said, "Why don't you have a name about plums, it's convenient to evoke it." What about the name of the plum? Chu Xiang quickly went over Mei in his mind, Mei... Mo Mei?

"Since Gonggong Rong proposed, this palace will give you the name Momei, and you will be Momei from now on, how about it?"

Mo Mei's smart eyes smiled into a sewing blessed body, "The slave thanked the mother for giving her name!" Mother, but is it going to be medicated? After that, he turned to the outer hall, took a small plate of candied fruit, put it on the table, picked up the medicine bowl, stirred it gently with a small spoon, and fed it to Chu Xiang when it was not very hot. Chu Xiang drank the cold medicine that was several times more bitter than the usual decoction for several days, thinking that after drinking it for a long time, he would also get used to it, but who knew that the first sip was bitter and astringent, and it was even more difficult to drink than usual!

"This palace wants to eat candied fruit" Chu Xiang frowned and said when he saw the candied fruit on the table, Mo Mei picked one up and fed it and said at the same time, "The emperor has ordered, Niangniang, this candied fruit should not be used more, and only three can be eaten after using the medicine."

Rong Cheng on the side looked at her with satisfaction, she was really the maid chosen by the emperor, the mother loves sweets, every time she uses too much, she will have a toothache, the emperor is also uncomfortable, and the whole person is haggard, how can he not worry about it...

Chu Xiang reluctantly counted the candied fruits on the plate, there were nearly twenty pieces, and he could only eat three pills a day after using the medicine, where could he do it!! But then she thought that the emperor said that she could take three after taking the medicine every time, so could she take three every time she drank so much medicine a day?! In this way, you can eat a lot of preserves!

Mo Mei and Liang Qiding couldn't guess that she thought of such a method, and it wasn't until Liang Qi came back later that they found that the plate with candied fruit on the table was empty, and they didn't know how shrewd Liang Qi was, strode to the chaise longue, turned Chu Xiang, who was pretending to be asleep, pinched her little nose and said, "Huh? My kitten has learned to slippery? ”

When Chu Xiang was medicinalizing, the tumult that was curled up in the nest was gurgling incessantly, and Mo Mei heard the sound and said, "Did you hear any noise?" Chu Xiang was tormented by the medicine and listened carefully when he heard her ask Sure enough, a soft coo sounded in the inner hall, and the two of them looked at Rong Cheng in unison.

"Does the mother have something to order?"

At this time, Rong Cheng looked confused, he was just thinking about something, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Niangniang and Mo Mei staring at him tightly, as if he had done something wrong?

"Grandpa Rong has had lunch?" Rong Cheng was suddenly asked by Chu Xiang, a little inexplicable, but he still replied, "Back to Niangniang, the slave has already had lunch, but Niangniang is hungry? There should also be food in the imperial dining room at this time, but do you need the slave to get some back? ”

At this time, there was another sound from the quiet inner hall Coo-coo This echo was a little loud, Rong Cheng touched his stomach suspiciously and said, "Niangniang, do you think the slave's stomach is hungry?" Chu Xiang nodded, "Bengong is not hungry, isn't Fang Cai's voice Gonggong Rong?" Looking at Mo Mei with puzzled eyes, Mo Mei waved her hand again and again and explained, "It's not a slave, the slave also had lunch when she came..."

In the entire Mingluan Palace, there were just three of them at this time, not Rong Chengcheng or Mo Mei, but the two of them said that they were hungry, so they heard it wrong? Coo, coo, it sounded again, and the direction was very clear, it was the place where the bed was, Chu Xiang got up and walked over carefully, only to find that the ball was placed on the ground, and the blue watery eyes looked at her pitifully, "Woo woo woo"

Now it can be regarded as understanding that Fang Cai's voice is a dumpling, the three of them looked at each other and smiled, Chu Xiang picked it up and rubbed it and asked Rong Cheng, "What does this Chiyun Marten eat on weekdays?" Can it be like a cat? Rong Cheng thought for a while and said, "This slave doesn't know, but you can give it a try, and the slave will go to the imperial dining room to get some small dried fish, and the mother will wait for a while."

The first time Mo Mei saw Tuanzi, she liked it very much, but this is Niangniang's pet... She was not allowed to touch it. Chu Xiang knew that she also liked dumplings, so he asked, "Would you like to hug it?" Mo Mei nodded excitedly, "The slave has loved small pets since she was a child, but she is not allowed to raise them at home. The cat is very cute, and the slave wants to hug it."

The dumplings nested in Chu Xiang's arms shook their ears, who is the cat! When Chu Xiang held it to Momei, his little paws tightly hooked her sleeves, and he shouted pitifully with his small mouth open, not wanting to go to Momei's arms. Mo Mei looked at its unwilling appearance, but she was not angry, and said with a smile, "Niangniang's cat really recognizes the master."

Chu Xiang was embarrassed, should she say it or not, this is a mink, not a cat... Rong Cheng came back soon and brought a plate of small dried fish and put it on the table, Chu Xiang put the dumplings down, the dumplings stepped forward and sniffed them, turned around and yelled at her again, I don't know what to say. Rong Cheng thought that it might be that the dried fish was a little big, so he broke it a little with his hand and sent it to its mouth, "Shall we feed you?" Don't call it anymore."

Tuanzi was very unappreciative and didn't look back at all and continued to call at Chu Xiang, Chu Xiang picked it up and walked around like a doll, "You, you, you are even more difficult to serve than the emperor!" Liang Qi, who was in the imperial study, had an itch in his nose, and the familiar feeling came again, and he hurriedly got up and ran to the window, and sneezed firmly, "Rong Cheng, get me a handkerchief" For a long time, Liang Qi didn't wait for the handkerchief to cover his nose and turn back suspiciously, only to find that Rong Cheng was left by him in Xiang'er....

When Chu Xiang walked to the blue and white vat, the dumplings stopped screaming, and his little head arched forward with his little paws stretched out, "But do you want to eat the fish in this tank?" "Woooooooooooo Chu Xiang looked at the red jade carp that was as red as the sun, sighed, and then called Rong Cheng, "Grab one and send it to the imperial dining room to cook."

Rong Cheng's face was full of doubts, this red jade carp was specially ordered by the emperor in the South China Sea, and the scales on this fish will grow for decades before they are as gorgeous as flowers, so it will be stewed... Isn't that a pity?

Rong Cheng didn't dare to ask more, rolled up his sleeves, and reached out to catch the fish, catching the fish is not an easy job, this fish is difficult to catch, it is enough to catch a small half an hour, the placket is also wet, the hair is messy, and he ran to the imperial dining room with the beating red jade carp in both hands...

Yan Hong was very puzzled by the content of the imperial book, how could there be such a big mistake in the records of the imperial book, which had always been strict? If it's not a mistake... Then the emperor wants to make Xiang Guifei the queen! Coming to this conclusion, Yan Hong's whole person leaned against the wall and fell into deep thought... After being silent for a long time, he seemed to remember something, it was just a record of the imperial book, and what he was looking for was her past!

Put down the imperial book, pick up the last one, open it, the first half has no words, and when you are about to give up, there is a record in the last few pages. Chu Xiang was born in the Liang Kingdom. Growing up in Zuo Xiang's Mansion since childhood, he is like a brother and sister with Chu Lingke, the son of Zuo Xiang, and Chu Xingyuan and his wife Shen Yunlan have found famous doctors to diagnose and treat them... In the year of Liang Chen, Shen Yunlan died mysteriously in the house... The next year, a woman who looked very similar to Shen Yunlan came to Zuo Xiang's Mansion...

Flipping back, the next content made Yan Hong unbelievable! How can it be? How can it be? Where did the emperor get this information? How could the heart be... Yan Hong closed the book and put it back in its place, his heart was very complicated, he closed his eyes and clasped his hands, the situation of the past surfaced in his mind, what did Xin'er's murder again and again prove?

Suddenly opened his eyes and he still didn't believe it, his eagle-like eyes stared at the book and struggled for a moment and stretched out his hand, suddenly there was a strong gust of wind, and there was a leaf standing only a finger away from the book in his hand, and the leaf was nailed into the table by internal force! Yan Hong turned around suddenly, only to see a person standing at the end of the secret door, and the cold aura on that person's body gradually spread in the narrow corridor.

Yan Hong's eyes narrowed slightly, it was him! If the person on the other side had guessed correctly, it was the soldier on the tree with an aura different from that of ordinary people, how would he know that he was here? The two men didn't speak, they both looked at each other. Yan Hong's hand gradually approached the sword on his waist, a soft leaf can be used as a weapon, and his martial arts must not be weak!

The man's icy eyes stared at him without a trace of emotion, and there was another leaf between his fingers. Continued to be silent waiting for the other party to make a move, and the moment the prey escaped was death. Yan Hong is a person who has been on the battlefield after all, and his mental quality is much stronger than he imagined, so he doesn't dare to speak loudly for fear of attracting attention, so he can only lower his voice and say, "Your Excellency doesn't know what's going on, can you go out and talk in detail?"

The man continued to be silent, but his hand had been slowly raised, and the leaves on his fingertips were shining like a blade, Yan Hong couldn't help but feel nervous when he learned that talking to him was fruitless, what kind of place is this? Hidden Pavilion?! It's off-limits! Only the emperor can enter the place, if the two of them fight here, it is inevitable to destroy the books, and the most important thing is that the soldiers guarding downstairs will definitely receive a rather cruel punishment! How could he sit idly by?

Yan Hong's mind was still running, thinking about how he could not destroy the books here for a while, and still not be seen by the emperor, and he didn't pay attention to the fact that the man opposite had changed objects in his hand, and there was a familiar faint fragrance between his breaths, this is?!