Zhuo Yu was depressed and a little weak-hearted, and when she saw that the medicinal juice in the jade bowl had almost been drunk by her, she simply turned around and retracted into the quilt, and covered her head together: "You go away, I don't want to pay attention to you now!" ”

The inexplicably disgusted Wei Chi Jin's eyes were full of doubts, and it took a while to understand the word "shy" from his little wife's actions.

He couldn't help laughing out loud, until the latter's face was flushed and he was almost about to lose his temper, and then he finally hugged the person through the quilt, and the pleasure in his voice was not difficult to hear: "How can my Yu'er be so likable!" We're husband and wife now, those things are normal, what's there to be ashamed of? Come out and don't suffocate yourself. ”

Probably knowing that his little wife was thin-skinned, Yu Chijin didn't directly say what "those things" were, anyway, Zhuo Yu could understand what he meant.

He wanted to make his little wife feel more comfortable and not always be shy, but he obviously overestimated the thickness of his daughter's family. Let him talk for a while, Zhuo Yu has no intention of coming out.

Yu Chi Jin was really helpless, and was hesitating to peel her off the quilt directly, when Jing Yan's voice came from outside the door: "Your Majesty, is Niangniang awake?" The bird's nest porridge you made in the imperial dining room has been boiled, should you bring it in now? ”

God knows, she really didn't mean to disturb the two masters to flirt! It's just that Zhuo Yu herself said that she loves to eat freshly boiled bird's nest porridge, so she will have the courage to come over and ask at this time.

Speaking of which, in the years that Zhuo Yu has been sitting on the throne, although he has not been infected with any vices of gentlemen, he has a soft spot for bird's nest porridge, which is a more luxurious thing in ordinary people's homes. And others like to drink soft and glutinous, but as long as she has just boiled it, it is said that it is not so greasy to eat.

Jing Yan asked outside the door, and did not push open the hidden door to come in, but the voice was enough for Zhuo Yu inside to hear. She has always loved the bird's nest porridge boiled by the old chef in the imperial dining room, which is filled with rock sugar and pears, and tastes very sweet. And in addition, she always has to be boiled freshly, white fungus and pear are not soft, and the sweetness is moderate, which is the most suitable for her taste.

Yu Chi Jin had already wanted to lift the quilt directly, but when he heard Jing Yan's voice, he suddenly changed his mind, stopped what he was doing, and instead looked at the person who was tightly wrapped on the bed.

He wasn't going to answer Jing Yan's words. According to what he knew about Zhuo Yu, she didn't seem to have much resistance to the food she liked, and if it was only a small thing, she wouldn't resist the food.

Sure enough, the "big bug" on the bed squirmed restlessly twice, probably waiting for a moment and not hearing Yu Chijin's answer, then angrily uncovered the quilt and revealed his head, and responded to the door: "Why do you need to ask him, just bring it in!" ”

Before she could finish speaking, she heard a low laugh from the man standing in front of the bed. Even if Zhuo Yu doesn't have to guess, he knows it, he obviously did it on purpose!

Hearing that Jing Yan outside had already responded, she glanced at Wei Chi Jin with disgust, and was about to get back into the quilt, but was stopped by the latter.

"Let it go!"

She frowned, what was the matter with this man clutching his quilt?

The posture of the two of them was a little wrong, and when Zhuo Yu was rolling into the quilt, his clothes and hair were a lot messy. If others see it, I'm afraid that they will think that he is really a beast, and he will do something that leads people to reverie in the daytime.

Yu Chijin didn't notice that his current movements were easy to make people want to be crooked, but he sighed funny and helplessly, trying to persuade her: "It's already this hour, it's time to get up and wash." Otherwise, if you go to wash after a while, I'm afraid that the bird's nest porridge will be cold. ”

It's also thanks to the fact that he has no elders above him, otherwise on the first day after the wedding, the new daughter-in-law would have to kowtow to the elders for tea, and she would have been late for such a look.

Zhuo Yu didn't know what Wei Chi Jin was slandering in her heart, but since she faked her death and got rid of the identity of "emperor", in a short period of time, she lived more freely and happily than the previous twenty years combined. It's just that she wasn't originally raised according to famous ladies, and her hobbies are naturally different from others. For example, those little girls and daughters love piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and although she understands it a little, in her eyes, it is not as important as a cup of bird's nest porridge.

Yu Chijin clearly knew her current preferences, so he deliberately poked at her preferences with words. But Zhuo Yu looked at the old foxes in the Qing Dynasty, but he was amused by the fox in the fox beside him. As soon as she heard the food, she was in a much better mood, and she saw that this person didn't plan to leave for about a while, so she simply put the shame aside for the time being, and climbed out of the bed to wash up according to his words.

Because he was worried that the turbulence in the harem would not be cleaned up enough, the manpower of the entire Fengyi Palace was personally arranged by Yu Chi Jinlai. From the female officials in the palace on errands, to the lowest-grade palace maids and eunuchs who can only do rough work, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't find a second well in his secret guards, I was afraid that he would really have a big blood exchange.

However, this arrangement also has certain benefits, such as now, except for the two cups of bird's nest porridge sent by Jing Yan when Zhuo Yushang was washing, there is no third person around. Even Jing Yan ran away after sending things, for fear of disturbing them.

Zhuo Yu was a little strange, although she was still holding a wooden comb to comb her hair slowly, but her eyes had already glanced at the table several times, and she couldn't help asking: "Why are there two cups, and you haven't eaten breakfast?" ”

Although she loves to eat this stuff very much, she also knows the truth that if you eat too much, she will get tired, and her appetite is actually quite small, so she only eats one cup at most at a time. As for whose extra cup it is, the result is obvious.

Yu Chijin nodded, walked over very calmly, and took the carved wooden comb in her hand. He was supposed to want to help her tie her hair, but the soft green silk was really a little naughty in his hands, and he couldn't do anything. It was not easy to twist out a decent arc, and the next moment it suddenly spread out like fireworks, and it was impossible to catch it.

Looking at the helpless man in the bronze mirror, Zhuo Yu couldn't help but chuckle. The smile is not a mockery, but a heartfelt, pure and joyful laugh.

"I thought you should know everything, but I didn't expect the dignified god of war to be defeated on a small wooden comb."