Mingyun was stunned when he heard Chu Buzhi say that Yuerao's time was running out.

Chu Buxiu didn't care about the three-seven-twenty-one, and didn't shy away from Mingyun saying here: "Death is death, if you don't want to go, I will help you decline." It's just a person who doesn't matter. ”

"I have to go."

What Ming Yun said was very similar to taking care of the overall situation, he said: "How can the queen also be my nominal mother, if I don't go, won't it make the world think that I have no rules, I live in the General's Mansion now, maybe someone will slander you." ”

This thing is endless, but I really haven't taught Mingyun.

"This person is sophisticated, you can feel it very clearly."

Chu Buxiu smiled and quipped, Mingyun nodded and said, "It's all taught by the general." ”

Chu Buxiu felt that staying with such a person would have to carry a lot of pots in the future.

"Then you go with it, the queen's girl is waiting in the hall, and I will let Jiang Ran escort you."

Jiang Ran was Chu Buxiu's lieutenant general, and Chu Buxiu advised: "Come back with Jiang Ran." Don't stay overnight in the Queen's Palace, you know? ”

No matter how much Mingyun understands the world, he will not understand how terrible Yuerao is.

The reborn man came straight to the palace. If she doesn't want to do anything, then Chu Buxiu must not believe it.

Mingyun is the future of the dynasty, and he can't go wrong.

"Thank you, General."

Chu Buxiu slapped Mingyun on the head and said, "If you want to go home, you will follow me to make this tune?" What, this is not going to come back? ”

"I'm leaving."

Ming Yun arched his hand, and said after a while: "Trouble the general to help take care of Grandpa Huanchun in my courtyard." ”

"Return grandpa."

Chu Buzhi sighed: "It's just a beggar, it's good to stutter, not to mention taking care of it." ”

Mingyun didn't fight with him, he had seen those people who were running around for a living, and Mingyun felt that this was not unreasonable.

If you have a stutter, having nothing to do is already a great happiness in the world.

The queen's maid was diligent and happy to see the little prince coming out, and hurriedly crept into the carriage, saying all the way how much the mother missed him recently, and she couldn't help crying when she dreamed of it every night.

Mingyun just nodded, he didn't think that the queen had such deep affection for him.

He is not the queen herself, and the number of times he has intersected with her over the years has been very rare.

But the words of the adults have always been hypocritical, what do they say, that's their business, Mingyun only cares about one ear in, one ear out, listening to the maid say a touching place, Mingyun took out his handkerchief and handed it to her.

He came for two purposes.

One is to verify the data, and the other is to see what Yuerao is tired of.

How could someone as complex as her say that she would die? Using the word that his life is not long as an excuse is nothing more than wanting to see him.

The maid looked outside and stopped the carriage, asked Mingyun to wait for him in the carriage for a while, and got out of the carriage with his purse.

She's going to buy something.

Mingyun opened the curtain and saw that she went to the market, this person was also neat with his hands and feet, and when he reappeared after a while, he carried many ingredients in his hands. The maid explained to him that the little prince had never eaten the queen's food since he was born, and the queen always remembered it, so this time the queen had to cook it herself.

"Really?"

Mingyun glanced at the dazzling array of dishes. The emotion that the maid said was nothing more than wanting to make Mingyun remember the queen mother, and now there is only such a prince in the harem, if the door is thrown properly, it is not much different from the ascension of the chicken dog.

Mingyun didn't think too much about it, he just remembered Yunmi.

Yun Mi likes to cook a lot, tossing some strange and good-tasting things for his mother to eat, completely ignoring his existence.

Is being close to someone just about cooking?

Mingyun silently wrote it down.

Since the last time Mingyun caught Zhou, Yuerao has once again dressed up so exquisitely, but she has just dressed up to look at the weak woman in the bronze mirror, and in a moment she took off all the hairpins, wiped her face with a towel and changed into simple clothes.

She is here to cook, not to let Mingyun see how glamorous she is.

Yuerao touched the handkerchief on her chest, the cork was still wrapped well, the kitchen was ready, she cleaned up and drove the cook out, made a pot of water, put all the delicacies in the world, rare treasures in the pot, seasoned and boiled the soup.

Of course, the essence is still this wood.

Yuerao put it into the grinding bowl and slowly grinded it with a pestle, the wood was squeezed out of the bright red soup like blood by force, Yuerao continued to grind it as if it had not heard it, until it was thin enough to run water and poured it into the pot.

This thing encountered fire, and a strange fragrance wafted throughout the room, and the smell was unforgettable.

Yuerao stared at it for a long time, and a handful of fire turned into smoke, and finally the smoke dissipated. She wrapped the pot in a heavy towel so that the soup would already be cold when Mingyun came to drink.

After the maid came back, she came directly to the kitchen, the strange fragrance in the room had dissipated, and the maid didn't smell anything abnormal, but the little prince had come.

"The emperor doesn't know."

"The slave and maid take the prince through the small door."

That's the door where the palace maid walked.

Yuerao frowned, turned her head and scolded, "How can you let the little prince go to that kind of pickled place?" ”

The maid's face was red for a while, and she didn't dare to say anything.

and didn't let the emperor know, so naturally he couldn't go through the gate. If you don't pass through the small door, won't you take the prince to drill the dog hole?

"That's it."

Yuerao took the plate and handed it to the maid and said, "This is served to the prince to drink, remember, you must watch him finish drinking." ”

When the maid heard this, she was thrilled and felt that this soup was extremely hot.

Yuerao frowned: "What are you doing in a daze?" Don't you like what this palace says now? ”

The maid swallowed her saliva, how dare she not listen to the queen's words, but her words were really strange. If she served the soup to the prince, something would go wrong......

The maid thought of the relatives of the concubine who had poisoned the prince and was found out, it was really full of beheadings, and it would harm the pond fish.

Yuerao is folding vegetables, one by one, very carefully.

The maid pursed her lips, this tiger poison does not eat children, it stands to reason that the queen will not be so ruthless, right?

"Whoa."

The maid Fu retreated with the soup, and within a distance of two hundred steps, she walked very slowly.

Mingyun was sitting in the queen's palace, looking. It can be called plain and elegant, and it is a little ugly to call it poor and sour. The furnishings of the General's Mansion are much more elaborate than this Queen's Palace, and the strong smell of medicine here makes him uncomfortable, but what makes him the most uncomfortable is that it is mixed in it, another smell.

He used to smell it on Huan Chun as well.

There was a pigeon dead in the General's Mansion, and when Mingyun went to pick it up, he smelled the smell of the pigeon, and then he remembered how to describe the smell.

It's like something silently decaying and dying in the fallen leaves.

Well, it's the smell of death.