Bao Xing whispered, "Minion...... It's already a waste. Instead of letting Concubine Ning go out to live a hard life, it is better to stay in the palace, at least be safe and stable, and live a worry-free life. ”

Although he said it calmly, Yun Dai heard the infinite vicissitudes of life.

She said: "Actually, if you don't wear this dress, you won't be able to tell that you are a father-in-law at all." Many palace maids in the palace are talking in private, suspecting that you don't ......"

What she didn't say was very clear.

Bao Xing understood.

He showed a wry smile: "The slave entered the palace late, unlike other fathers-in-law who entered the palace when they were a few years old or teenagers." So it looks different from other fathers-in-law. But the slave is indeed a eunuch. ”

Yun Dai felt a little sorry for him and Guo Ning.

But how.

The world is like this, full of helplessness and powerlessness.

Back in the room, Yun Dai asked Bao Xing to rest, she took off her cloak, stood by the charcoal basin, removed the cold on her body, warmed her hands, and went to see Yan'er.

Yan'er had already fallen asleep, covering the quilt steadily, revealing only a round and chubby little face.

Yuzhu slept on the low couch next to him, revealing two round arms.

Although the house is warm, it is a cold winter and snow day, and it is not fun to be frozen.

"It's such a big person, and it's not honest to sleep." Yun Dai shook her head, put her arm in the quilt, and kissed Yan'er on the cheek before going out lightly.

She didn't feel sleepy for a while, so she sat down at the table and copied the scriptures, until the third watch, when she was sleepy, she kicked her shoes and shrank on the bed.

She pulled out a piece of paper under her pillow and unfolded it, revealing a poem on it.

She had read this poem many times.

"It's a bad level." She tucked the paper under her pillow and slept with her eyes closed.

At the same time, Zhao Yuanjing, who was sitting in the imperial study, sneezed.

Liu Dequan hurriedly came over, took a cloak to him, and said, "The snow outside is really heavy, and the wind is also strong. Master, you must be careful of your body, don't catch a cold. The servant asked him to get two more charcoal pots. ”

"I don't need to." Zhao Yuanjing said, "You go and pour me a cup of hot tea." ”

"Minions, let's go."

Liu Dequan was busy pouring tea.

Zhao Yuanjing took a sip of it, but frowned.

Liu Dequan observed carefully and said busily: "But it's too hot." ”

"This tea doesn't taste right."

"Aunt Sicha has always been steady, so she won't be confused about the emperor's taste. The servant told her to boil another pot. Liu Dequan said.

"This tea is too sweet, it's going to be a little bitter."

"The minion is going to tell Aunt Sicha." Liu Dequan wondered in his heart, the emperor has always been used to drinking such tea, why did he suddenly want bitter tea today.

I didn't know that I was still not satisfied with the re-cooking.

Liu Dequan scratched his bald head, and he couldn't figure out what kind of tea the emperor wanted to drink.

Zhao Yuanjing always felt that this tea was much worse in taste.

He said, "The tea I drank at Ganquan Temple was very good. ”

Liu Dequan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized.

He smiled and said: "That's the tea poured by the queen's mother, how can the minions compare." It's better for Ming'er to go to Ganquan Temple and ask the queen to teach the slave how to cook. ”

"Eventful." Zhao Yuanjing said coldly.

He put down the teacup and said, "Tell Si Cha that you don't have to boil it." I'm going back to the dormitory. ”

Liu Dequan was busy waiting for him to return to Zhaohua Palace, wash, and change clothes.

Zhao Yuanjing lay on the bed, but he still couldn't sleep, and his mind kept thinking about the two poems about snow that Yun Dai made.

On such a snowy and cold winter night, she must be very lonely when she stays alone in a simple temple.

Zhao Yuanjing sat up, transcribed the two poems, pondered them repeatedly, and felt more and more that they were wonderful poems. Take a hundred times to read the latest chapter of "The Queen is My Black Moonlight Claw Book House" for free for the first time.

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