After sending out the foam, Dream slowly slipped the steak into small pieces with chopsticks and dagger, and the afterglow had already caught a glimpse of the white figure approaching.

This guy's nose belongs to a dog, and as long as she cooks once, he will be allowed to come, and if he doesn't give it to him, he will spend the whole night watching from the top of your bed, and no one will be noticed.

Every time he cooks again, he doesn't miss his bite, so as not to be scared by him when he wakes up in the middle of the night.

A purple bead the size of a quail egg was placed next to the plate, and in the translucent crystal was a strange little beast the size of a fingernail, darker than the crystal, and it was only true to the sunlight.

This was already the third one she had received, one white, one blue, and this time one more purple, each with a small beast in it, which felt like it was worth a lot.

Mengqing only regarded it as the meal fee he paid, inserted a bamboo skewer on the steak, and motioned for him to eat first, and continue to divide the remaining two pieces by himself.

Slender fingers reached in front of the plate, pinched a bamboo skewer with meat forked, and trimmed the smooth nails neatly.

Mengqing felt that this person was raised by Jinyu eighty percent, otherwise which man would have such a noble temperament, and the beauty was like a fairy in a painting.

The thumb-covered beef suddenly came to Mengqing's lips, and the tender soup had already touched her lips, accompanied by a faint aroma of herbs.

She hesitated for a moment, opened her mouth carefully, and wanted to take the skewers together, but he didn't let go, and gently pulled the bamboo skewers out of the beef.

Mengqing chewed the beef in his mouth uncomfortably, and looked up to meet the pair of clear eyes.

She ate? She wasn't even afraid of him?

Thinking of this, that good-looking face smiled brightly, with a little shyness and satisfaction, which made everything lose its glory.

The corners of Mengqing's lips twitched, "You eat it yourself, I have hands." Quickly stuff a piece of it in his mouth before he can do it.

He was still very happy, it was nice that someone was willing to eat with him, and he put it in his mouth again, and even the rhythm of chewing had to keep up with Mengqing.

"Who are you?" She asked.

The food that the man was about to swallow was stuck in his throat, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at her ignorantly, but he didn't speak.

Is it mute? Or can't he say who he is? Then she asked a different question.

"What's your name?"

Two blush climbed up the boy's cheeks, and he hung his head shyly, "Tilt...... City ......"

Meng looked away, this name is really well-deserved, it is really a country and a city, many times more beautiful than the tender concubine.

His eyes inadvertently fell on his shoes, this guy usually comes and goes without a trace, and today there is some mud on the upper.

But there's something different about this dirt!

Mengqing suddenly squatted down, looked at the dark brown gray stains scattered on the white brocade upper, picked up some with his hands, and instantly felt a little excited.

"It's the bottom groove?"

Jing Hong lowered his head, his long hair hanging down to cover Mengqing's vision: "What is it?" ”

Meng Qing raised his head, smiling excitedly like seeing Xi Shi's treasure, blazing and burning: "The most precious one in the purple sand mud!" ”

Not comprehensible, he grabbed the hair that was in the way and sat back.

The bottom trough is at the bottom of the rock formation, extremely rare, and modern is constrained by natural protection, there is nowhere to dig at all, and she only followed her grandfather at the auction to auction so half a catty and made a pot.

She comes from a purple sand family, and has been making purple sand pots for a living for generations, and enjoys a certain status in the world for the spread of purple sand culture.

There is also a purple clay pot with a magical color at home, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, and it is said that the pot is also related to an ancient treasure.

Mengqing's mood suddenly became depressed, and I don't know if grandpa has found out the true face of that rotten man, will he even hurt grandpa?

It's just a pot, and even if its background is expressive, it's just an object!

Jing Hong noticed the change in her mood, and his slender hand landed on her undulating shoulder, a little cautious.

Mengqing suddenly came back to his senses, put away the resentment in his eyes and sat back in his chair, pointed to his shoes and asked, "Where is all this dirt?" ”

Jing Hong looked at his shoes, tilted his head and thought for a long time, "My family." ”

"Your home? Where is your home? Is it outside the palace? "If he can come and go freely in the palace, is it possible to take her out of this cage as well?

Who knows when the court will split, and she, the queen, will be pushed down and beheaded.

Jinghong nodded seriously.

"Really? That ......"

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps at the door, and the white shadow in front of him disappeared with a whizz.

Meng Qing restrained his emotions, threw a bamboo stick on the plate on the ground, chewed it and swallowed it slowly.

Yi Momai walked in with anxious steps: "Niangniang, it's not good, Concubine Xian's brother has come to ask Niangniang for justice, just outside the hospital." ”

Meng raised his eyelids lazily, and came to find the account.

Yi Mo was anxious, "That's the emperor's most important minister, and he came by the emperor's will." "I knew that I would stop Niangniang from ordering that day, if this matter is caused by the Hou Mansion, I'm afraid Niangniang will have to complain again.

Of course Mengqing is not in a hurry, things have passed for so many days, and it is only now that she has found her head, it seems that the emperor is forced to be helpless by this previous dynasty, right?

"Put the plate away." She took a blanket from the cupboard and lay down on her side, looking sad and depressed.

Yimo looked at the mother and said, "The slave is going to call someone." ”

The rest of the palace people were sent out of the palace, and with her treatment of Concubine Xian that day, even if anyone thinks of something, they should know how to restrain it.

A figure came from outside under the leadership of Yi Mo, not a tall figure, wearing a purple official uniform with a jade belt at the waist, but the facial features that were still upright were not good.

Somehow, this man's expression made Meng Qing feel familiar.

His footsteps suddenly overcame Yi Mo, and he came to Mengqing angrily and asked, "Queen Mother, you scolded Concubine Xian Niangniang for no reason, you have to give an explanation, right?" ”

Meng Qing raised his eyelids with "difficulty", and his voice trembled and weakened: "Uncle Wu...... Concubine Xian, she wore a funeral ...... in the palace This is a curse to go to Hongu early......"

"The queen mother is critically ill, and it was ordered by the emperor to prepare for the funeral."

"This palace knows, this palace is gone...... Sooner or later, the back position will be ...... It's Concubine Xian's, if this bone goes first...... Isn't Concubine Xian ......" Mengqing gasped for a while and gave him time to argue.

"The queen mother is cautious! You have been sick for many years and have nothing to do with Concubine Xian, don't you say that......"

"Ahem, cough ......," Meng Qing took Yi Mo's handkerchief and spat a mouthful of blood on it.

Yi Mo was frightened, wasn't he okay just now, was he really sick by this Uncle Wu?

"! Don't say it, mother, the slave and maid will call the imperial doctor, the slave and the maid ......"

Dream lightly held Yimo's hand as white as paper, but it was actually too hard.

Of course, you can't go to the imperial doctor at this time, she hasn't finished her lines yet.

"It's okay, let Uncle Wu ...... Seeing the smile, this palace knows that his time is running out and he doesn't want to die...... Dead and blind, ...... rolled his eyes and "fainted".

"Mother-"

Yi Mo was shocked, and the strength of her grip on her hand was also loosened, she didn't care about any uncle or uncle, and shouted while running: "Come on, call the imperial doctor, the queen has fainted!" ”

Uncle Wu never expected this to be the case? She's pretending? Concubine Xian said that she was very imposing when she beat people that day.

The footsteps went forward and retreated, no, if it was true, wouldn't the emperor have to count this account on his head today?

Just as he was hesitating, his eyes suddenly fell on the short side, and there was a man's shoe print?

He couldn't help but take a step back when he retreated.

Meng Qing quickly opened his eyes and looked at it again, his heart suddenly sudden, and he quickly lowered one arm to make a movement.

Aunt Qiu rushed in with a group of palace maids and eunuchs, and Uncle Wu was pushed aside.

Meng Qingzheng wanted to instruct Yi Mo to rub the shoe prints, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a strong wind sweeping down from the beams, and the shoe prints on the ground disappeared without a trace.

That guy, he's still here?

Meng Qing didn't dare to look at it anymore and quickly closed his eyes and lay down, he knew more about this Uncle Wu in his heart than he remembered, no wonder Concubine Xian could be so arrogant, there was such a person who dared to be so rampant in the harem, and he could be respected by the emperor, he was by no means a simple character.

The imperial doctor came quickly, and it was still Zhou Shiwen from last time, who hurriedly came to the soft couch with the medicine box on his back, and only dared to point his finger through the silk handkerchief.

Yimo glanced at Uncle Wu who was leaning forward, and hurriedly asked, "Lord Zhou, how is the queen mother?" Her eyes looked at him deeply.

After the last time, Zhou Shiwen was obviously much calmer than before, but the expression on his face was very sad, "The queen mother is frail and has not healed, although there is no stubborn disease, but it is also in an instant, don't move, otherwise it will ......"

As he spoke, he slammed his hands on the ground and knocked deeply.

Uncle Wu felt bad when he heard this, but he looked at the shoe print again, but found that it was empty, and he was puzzled again.

"The queen is so healthy and recuperating, and Weichen will definitely show it to the emperor." His face was no longer the arrogance he had when he came, and he turned to leave.

"Lord Zhou said it's okay, you guys are about to disperse, let the mother breathe."

Yimo sent all the palace people out, and then looked at Imperial Doctor Zhou: "My lord, let Niangniang wake up quickly." ”

In the dormitory, only the three of them remained, and of course, the one on the beam did not count.

Zhou Shiwen's kneeling movements did not change, and a dull voice came from the ground: "Please show me." ”

Meng opened his eyes when he heard this, although he didn't know why this Imperial Doctor Zhou listened to him, but at this moment, it seemed that he might be a usable person, at least until now, the news that she was pregnant had not been leaked.

"Yimo, Imperial Doctor Zhou has worked hard to diagnose the pulse of the palace, and he will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver."

Yimo knew that this was the queen's mother blocking the mouth of the imperial doctor Zhou for today's matter, so she hurriedly went to the treasury to get the silver.

Zhou Shiwen was so frightened that he knelt on the ground: "The queen mother praised it falsely, it is within the responsibility of the ministers to regulate the body of the queen mother, and I dare not try to reward it." ”

"This palace says you deserve it, and you deserve it."

Dream glanced at Fang Liang, not sure if the guy was still there, but she didn't have many chances, and she had to settle the matter today.

"Lord Zhou, you look at me."

There was a sudden "creak" on the roof.

"I don't dare."

"This palace forgives you for your innocence."

Zhou Shiwen hesitated, and finally raised his head, but his eyes only dared to fall on the queen's clothes.

"Burp, squeak......" There was two louder movements on the beams.

Zhou Shiwen didn't dare to listen to the movements in Luanfeng Palace, his whole person was tense, and his heart was extremely uneasy.

Mengqing was very satisfied with the position of his gaze, put his hand on his abdomen, and said in a soft voice: "Help Bengong...... Take it off. ”

Zhou Shiwen knelt on the ground: "Niangniang spare your life!" A cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

"What's the panic, the palace has already said it, if you change another person, it won't reach the emperor's ears, do you think your head can still be there?"

"Wechen...... Weichen ...... "Zhou Shiwen felt that there was a wolf in front of him and a tiger in the back, and his entire back was soaked with sweat.

He hurriedly wiped his sweat, "Rong Weichen...... Think about it. ”

Dream light is not in a hurry, this body is only more than a month, and the time is too short and dangerous.

She landed her hand on Zhou Shiwen's shoulder and patted it, "My lord, please go back." ”

There was another noise on the beams, louder than before.

"Wechen retired."

Zhou Shiwen didn't know how he got out, he almost tripped and fell to the ground several times, the queen mother is pregnant, can't have a child?

There is only one answer, the child is not the emperor!

Thinking of this possibility, Zhou Shiwen's three souls were frightened and lost.