042, send you blessings and nobles

Jing Yue was stunned for a moment, took a step back to Changzhong's side, and looked at him with her eyes.

What's the situation?

Changzhong's eyes rolled wildly, and he spread his hands.

I don't know.

The emperor's thoughts, how to guess?

Jing Yue retracted her gaze, and when she was about to go to the small kitchen to prepare more, Jiang Wan was not afraid of death, so she said directly: "The emperor came suddenly, and he didn't send someone in advance to tell him about the dumplings here for the concubine. Didn't prepare the emperor. โ€

Jing Yue paused and looked at Jiang Wan in dismay.

Changzhong gasped even more, and raised his sleeves tremblingly to wipe the cold sweat that suddenly appeared on his forehead.

This master is really a ruthless person, and she really dares to say these words.

In the huge harem, who has ever heard of the situation that the emperor has nothing to eat? The imperial dining room is not without ingredients, and this dumpling has not yet begun to wrap it, so blatantly to drive the emperor away, in addition to the former queen mother dared to do this, the lord in front of him is the first, a warrior, a real warrior.

Which palace is not looking forward to the holy car? What Lord is not looking forward to serving?

Jiang Wan was able to eat Qi Ying to death, and she just hit Qi Ying's point when she returned, but she would not cross the line by half a step, sure enough, after hearing this, Qi Ying frowned slightly, and looked at her sideways: "Didn't prepare me?" That's it, just prepare it now, what's the matter, I want to eat dumplings and still can't eat them at your place? โ€

Hearing Qi Ying's words, Jiang Wan immediately laughed: "Yes, the concubine will let people go to the imperial dining room to talk to the emperor, and be sure to send a bowl of hot dumplings to the emperor." โ€

As she spoke, she was about to raise her hand to Jingyue, Qi Ying's brows furrowed even tighter, and she pulled Jiang Wan's hand, pulling her to stagger two steps to her side, her toes tripped over the stone bench and almost fell, but fortunately, Qi Ying dragged her and didn't let go, and subconsciously supported her arm along her wrist, Jiang Wan herself also reached out to support the table, bent her knees, and sat down.

I just stopped my foot, and I gasped in pain, and after sitting down, I struggled to touch my ankle, which seemed to be twisted.

Qi Ying moved, and the hand that wanted to touch her ankle paused in the air and then withdrew.

She hurts too easily.

The force was a little stronger, as if it was about to break.

The sun shone down and fell on Jiang Wan's ears and the exposed half of her neck, Qi Ying remembered for no reason that in the past, Jiang Wan also loved to eat dumplings like this.

However, she usually kept a bowl for herself, and in the first two years of her reign, she would come to the Golden Pond Hall with Twilight with a food box, watch him finish eating, and take a nap at the table.

Qi Ying never knew that the small bowl of dumplings was made by Jiang Wan herself.

The rules of Qionglin Palace are that everyone gathers around to make dumplings, and everyone does it and cooks it together.

Only his bowl, each of which is Jiang Wan's heart, even the seasoning plate, Jiang Wan has tried several kinds by herself, and selected the one that suits his taste the most.

That's the taste that belongs to Jiang Wan.

If she was still around, he would have had a bowl of dumplings tonight.

He missed her, and even looked at the woman in front of him who also loved to eat dumplings, and he also had a helpless relieved gaze.

"Is it swollen? Show me. "It's because he always makes a sudden move, and she is always caught off guard and injured.

Qi Ying's tone suddenly softened, and Jing Yue and Chang Zhong on the side both breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Wan rubbed it and quickly sat upright, smiled again, and said softly, "The concubine is fine." โ€

It's obviously painful, what are you doing recklessly?

Qi Ying impatiently reached out to pull her skirt: "Take off your shoes and socks, I will take a look." Seeing Jiang Wan's slowness, she was still ready to block, and her tone was accentuated, "Hurry up!" โ€

There was no way, Jiang Wan could only take off her shoes, Changzhong and Jingyue had already turned their backs, looking at each other in pairs, their eyes were very strange, but what they thought in their hearts was very different.

She showed her ankle to Qi Ying, but it was not swollen, and it was much better after the pain just now.

After confirming that it was okay, Qi Ying's face looked better, and she felt uncomfortable with her sudden eagerness just now, so she turned around awkwardly and poured herself a cup of tea, and said while drinking: "I have dinner with you." โ€

The meaning is very clear, he doesn't eat the dumplings in the imperial dining room, he wants to eat her here, and he eats whatever she eats.

Jiang Wan put on her shoes and socks, and her voice was still calm: "Yes, but if the emperor wants to eat here with his concubines, he must follow the rules of his concubines." โ€

Does she still have rules?

Qi Ying hooked the corners of her lips with interest: "Rules? What rules? โ€

"The emperor wants to make dumplings with his concubines." Jiang Wan smiled and bent the corners of her eyes, "If you want to eat dumplings today, you have to do it." โ€

After speaking, he turned his head to Changzhong and said, "Father-in-law Changzhong is also with him." โ€

Chang Zhong just turned around, and when he heard this, he almost gave Jiang Wan a weak leg and knelt down.

Grandma, please.

Spare the minions.

Making dumplings with the emperor? You might as well chop up the minions and make dumpling fillings.

But he didn't dare to say this, the expression on his face was very exciting, his smile was more ugly than crying, and he looked up at Qi Ying pitifully.

Who knew that Qi Ying actually laughed, he didn't laugh, he laughed, Changzhong really couldn't stand, and knelt down with a plop.

Jingyue also hurriedly knelt down: "Your Majesty, Concubine Jing has no disrespect for the emperor. โ€

Only Jiang Wan looked at Qi Ying with a light smile, still sitting steadily, without the slightest hint of panic.

After looking at each other for a moment, Qi Ying nodded.

He said, "Okay." โ€

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In the afternoon, the Plum Palace should have been lively.

The green plum should laugh while chopping vegetables.

Shun Cai Shun and should chop meat while watching the little girls smile like flowers.

Jingyue should help roll the dough, Jiang Wan should wipe the curtain for later use, and prepare the water.

But now the atmosphere of Meixi Palace is a little weird.

What should everyone do or what to do, Shun Cai Shun and politely take Changzhong to the side.

The two girls also stuck to Jingyue's side and stared at each other.

A group of people were very far away, they didn't dare to say anything, and they all trembled and carefully buried their heads in their own things.

From time to time, he looked up at Qi Ying and Jiang Wan, his face full of shock and confusion.

Qi Ying can't work.

With such an identity, it is impossible for him to work.

There were several curtains on the table, which were turned out from the side of the big box in the kitchen, and there was a lot of dust, and Jiang Wan commanded Qi Ying to shake two, shaking Qi Ying's head was covered with ash, and at this moment he was standing with his hands behind his back, his face was dark.

The curtain was set up again, Jiang Wan patted the ash on her body, and smiled at Qi Ying: "The water in the small kitchen should be boiled, Your Majesty, let's go and bring the water." โ€

End water?

The green tendons on Qi Ying's forehead jumped twice.

Jiang Wan looked at herself with a look that the emperor personally promised that he would never go back on his word, Qi Ying couldn't pull her face, and she couldn't take it off the frame that carried the Son of Heaven's words, so she could only blush, gritted her teeth and said, "Lead the way." โ€

Changzhong watched from the side, his hands were clenched tightly and there were beads of sweat, seeing that Jiang Wan really dared to take the emperor to the small kitchen to bring hot water, he hurriedly threw the kitchen knife in his hand and was about to go over there to help.

"Your Majesty." As soon as Changzhong shouted, he was dragged to the side by Jing Yue and someone to cover his mouth.

"Shouting what?" Jing Yue glared at him, making sure that Changzhong would not make any more trouble before letting go, "Isn't it good for the emperor and Niangniang?" Are you going to go up now, looking for death? โ€

"Okay? Where do you see it's good? Changzhong wanted to cry without tears, it was useless for him to keep his life, he actually asked the emperor to do such a thing, without waiting for the queen mother to give an order, he finished himself, "Didn't you see the emperor's ashes?" What else does this new master want to do? After bringing water, are you going to let the emperor wipe the curtain? โ€

I have to say that in the matter of the crow's mouth, Changzhong is still quite talented.

After bringing the basin out, Jiang Wan really commanded Qi Ying to wipe the curtain with her.

also disliked Qi Ying for not wiping it clean, every time she commanded, Changzhong hated to die on the spot.

Qi Ying had a cold face, and Jiang Wan glared at her as soon as she said a word, always feeling that this woman was seizing the opportunity to take revenge on her.

still pretended not to see his face and eyes, he didn't look for half a step, and when the curtain was wiped clean, Jiang Wan poured a glass of water for Qi Ying with satisfaction, and that look, no matter how you look at it, it seems to reward him for being obedient.

But she was really thirsty, Qi Ying sat down with a strained face, and patted the invisible 'dust' on the hem of her clothes before taking the water cup in Jiang Wan's hand.

"Are you all done?" Jiang Wan pursed her lips and smiled, and turned her head to look at Jing Yue's side.

Jingyue responded and hurriedly led Shuncai to move a large pot of mixed meat filling and rolled dumpling wrappers to Jiang Wan and them.

Qi Ying drank a glass of water, was in a better mood, and was leisurely waiting for someone to bring him some pastries, who knew that Jiang Wan rolled up her sleeves and looked at him with blazing eyes.

Qi Ying moved the cup to his lips a little more, he glanced sideways at the people who had taken three steps back and couldn't kneel on the ground, and shook a finger: "Not enough people?" โ€

Jiang Wan shook her head.

"And what are you watching me do?" Qi Ying calmly continued to drink water, "Let's move, don't pestle, I don't eat people." โ€

He spoke, and the people next to him naturally rushed to clean their hands and prepare for their work.

Jiang Wan stretched out her hand and pulled Qi Ying's sleeve: "Your Majesty, you also have to make dumplings." โ€

Qi Ying raised her eyebrows, and the surroundings immediately fell silent.

He stared at Jiang Wan for a moment, and suddenly narrowed his eyes: "Presumptuous." โ€

Changzhong's brain buzzed, and he knelt down for Jiang Wan with Jingyue plopped: "Niangniang, slave." The minions are coming. โ€

Jiang Wan calmly stepped forward and rubbed the veil clean and handed it to Qi Ying, she was very insistent, Qi Ying promised to abide by her rules, and she would do it.

He was alone in the sky, with no one to accompany him, no one to talk to him, and everyone was respectful and afraid of him.

Qi Ying was very lonely in her heart, they had too many disputes in the past, and they gradually distanced themselves from each other's hearts.

Said to let it go, I don't love it.

But when we meet again, she still wants to accompany him.

Not as the queen Jiang Wan, but with the soul of the Nine Immortals Jiang Wan, let the emperor who is high above also experience the simple happiness of ordinary people again.

He had done a lot of things to her, but he couldn't do most of them.

Now such a trivial matter is not enough.

She didn't want to forgive him.

Qi Ying originally wanted to be angry and harshly criticize Jiang Wan, but she had to make inches, which was extremely presumptuous.

But Jiang Wan handed a handkerchief to stare at him, and suddenly hit the pain in Qi Ying's heart.

He still remembered the last time he had an argument with Jiang Wan.

She looked at him with such eyes and said to him: "The concubine is disappointed, she can't understand the emperor." โ€

He told her to go.

She really let go and left.

The harsh sentence on the side of his mouth suddenly stopped between his lips and teeth and couldn't speak, Qi Ying lowered her eyes and blinked vigorously, her eyes were a little sour, he... I regret it.

If that time. . . Don't be so impulsive, don't let her go, if you hold her at that time, is everything different?

The past can't be traced, he put down the cup in his hand, really took the wet handkerchief in Jiang Wan's hand, wiped his hands clean, and opened his mouth to let them all get up, what should they do.

After cleaning her hands, Qi Ying learned from Jiang Wan and took a piece of dough and put it in the palm of her hand.

He was clumsy, the meat filling accounted for most of the dumpling skin, glanced at Jiang Wan and the palace people next to him who were trembling and making dumplings, frowned, and stretched out his hand to Jiang Wan: "Take a look." โ€

Jiang Wan raised her eyes and used chopsticks to drive away most of the meat filling: "So much is enough." โ€

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to Qi Ying again, pinching flowers with both hands, and the folds of petals were closed, and an upright dumpling appeared in Jiang Wan's palm.

Qi Ying's face darkened, holding it in her hand, and closing it like Jiang Wan.

After pinching for a while, he confidently put the curtain down, and then tilted his face and waited to hear Jiang Wan praise himself.

In order not to make her look proud, Qi Ying just coughed in a low-key manner to attract Jiang Wan's attention.

Yu Guang saw Jiang Wan look at the curtain, and Qi Ying pretended to pick up another piece of dough.

Jiang Wan glanced at it and burst out laughing.

"The emperor's dumplings are well wrapped." Jiang Wan boasted with a clear conscience, saw Qi Ying straighten her chest, leaned towards her side, and continued, "This dumpling is beautiful. . . It's all blooming. โ€

Although I don't understand what it means to bloom dumplings, I think it should be a good word.

After all, after listening to Jiang Wan's 'good words', Changzhong and the others couldn't help laughing.

Qi Ying also smiled proudly.

I'm so good, low-key and low-key.

The low-key Qi Ying immediately became less resistant to making dumplings, he didn't wrap them quickly, and he was able to reach Jiang Wan to help him close the mouth of the flowers one by one.

Seeing that the emperor's mood was improving, Changzhong and the others gradually eased up from the atmosphere of being so restrained that they couldn't kneel down to make dumplings, but they dared to speak in a low voice.

This dumpling is wrapped until dinner, and it can be eaten just after it is cooked in the pot.

Qi Ying raised her hand to wipe her forehead and nose during the period, and at this time, her whole face was stained with flour, which made Jiang Wan laugh, and stopped Changzhong from wiping it, so she had to go to the back room to find a mirror for Qi Ying to see herself.

He originally had a cold face, but when he stared at the fierce and funny self in the mirror for a while, he was also amused.

I haven't laughed like this for a long time, and after laughing, Qi Ying actually felt that the irritability in her heart these days had been slightly relieved.

After washing my face and hands, I was really waiting for dinner.

He sat on the table alone, Jiang Wan went out mysteriously, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Suddenly, he was the only one left in the room, and Qi Ying was a little overwhelmed.

He stood up and took two steps inside.

It was the first time he came to the Mei Xi Palace, and most of the decorations inside were rustic green and green, and even the vases placed were mostly blue and white.

At a glance, there is no extravagant jade, but thick quilts and velvet blankets can be seen everywhere.

The body is so weak, it reminds Qi Ying of those poor little things, it's so cold in winter, don't freeze to death.

Anyway, it was also raised in the palace, and now it looks like it is also full of vitality, so it won't die, right?

Qi Ying didn't know what she was worried about, obviously it was she who threatened her life at every turn a few days ago.

But soon this worry was interrupted by Jingyue and the others, who came in with hot dumplings that had just come out of the pot.

Changzhong also came in, the dumplings he made by himself were fragrant, he was also hungry, but at this time he forgot that he was about to die or live, and saw Qi Ying hurriedly come up to serve: "Your Majesty, you sit, the dumplings are coming up, the slave is really a blessing that has been cultivated for ten lifetimes and can eat the dumplings made by the emperor himself, this is a dragon dumpling, the slave has been stained with the emperor's blessing, and he will serve the emperor even more diligently in the future!" โ€

Changzhong led Qi Ying back to sit down while patting his ass, picked up chopsticks and took the lead in clipping the first dumpling for Qi Ying: "Your Majesty, taste it first." โ€

Qi Ying frowned and looked out the door and asked, "What about Concubine Jing?" โ€

Changzhong glanced at Jingyue, she stepped forward quickly and replied: "Back to the emperor, Concubine Jing Niangniang went to make seasoning dishes for the emperor, and she came in a moment, Niangniang said, the emperor has worked hard, please eat first." โ€

Qi Ying was hungry, but he was not happy to eat first, so he let Changzhong put his chopsticks and said that he would wait to see what kind of seasoning dish it was, and toss it for so long.

If the emperor doesn't move his chopsticks, a group of palace people will have to wait.

Fortunately, Jingyue said that it would be a moment, and Jiang Wanzhen would come in a moment.

She came in through the door, with a smile on her face, glanced at the people who were all in the doorway, and said, "Why are they all standing?" Aren't all the dumplings cooked? Go and eat it too. โ€

Changzhong coughed lightly, took the plate in Jiang Wan's hand, and said in a low voice: "Niangniang, this is not in accordance with the rules, the slave has to serve the emperor's meal." โ€

Jiang Wan sat down, picked up chopsticks and sandwiched a dumpling for herself, personally demonstrating that she and Qi Ying are both people with hands, and it is not that you can't eat without being served.

After clamping, he waved his hand and asked Jingyue and the others to disperse and go to eat.

Changzhong saw that Jing Yuezhen was leaving with someone, and just wanted to call them out, he heard Qi Ying also speak: "Go eat, don't wait." โ€

Then in Changzhong's shocked gaze, Qi Ying picked up the chopsticks and picked up the dumplings.

Looking back on today's experience of the day, every minute is as terrifying as a ghost, seeing this scene at this moment, Changzhong found that his endurance has been greatly exercised, and he only trembled three times in his heart, and he wanted to kneel down without weak legs.

There were only the two of them left in the room, and Jiang Wan pushed the saucer: "Won't the emperor try it?" โ€

Qi Ying glanced at her.

Jiang Wan laughed: "The emperor is afraid that I will be poisoned? โ€

"You dare?" Qi Ying was aroused by her sly smile, as if she was really afraid of her if she didn't eat it.

Jiang Wan looked at him like this, watching Qi Ying dip the dumplings and put them in her mouth.

The last time I watched him eat like this was like yesterday.

The expression on Qi Ying's face quickly froze, turning into a complicated and shocked complexion.

He glanced at Jiang Wan quickly, and the hand that put the chopsticks was trembling.

"Who taught you this seasoning?" He tried to restrain himself as much as he could.

He didn't expect that he would eat the taste sent by Jiang Wan in the Plum Palace.

When he asked this, he stared at the face of the person in front of him.

Trying to see something on her face that he wanted to see.

I was also expecting and panicking at what she said next.

So after asking this question, and not daring to wait for Jiang Wan to answer him, Qi Ying stood up violently and hurriedly strode outside to leave.

Chang Zhong just scooped a bowl of hot dumplings with Jing Yue in the courtyard, and Shun Cai Shunhe prepared everything for him on the side, and the sycophants of the eunuchs of the former leader of the emperor were not something that anyone could shoot if they wanted to.

As soon as the hot dumplings were eaten three times, Qi Ying suddenly came out of the house, so frightened that Changzhong wiped his mouth after spitting out the fourth dumpling in his mouth.

I don't know what happened to Qi Ying, Chang Zhong didn't dare to ask rashly, the emperor left suddenly, he didn't eat anything, Jingyue was also scared, she ran into the house with a flick of her chopsticks, and when she went in, she saw Jiang Wan sitting casually, and said nervously: "Niangniang, the emperor is him?" โ€

Jiang Wan raised her eyes: "It's okay." โ€

After speaking, when he saw Qingmei and them, he said, "Don't be afraid." โ€

At this time, Changzhong chased Qi Ying and walked quickly, Qi Ying's feet were fast, Changzhong couldn't keep up with his trot, he was so tired that he was out of breath, and when he arrived outside the Jinchi Palace, Qi Ying slowed down a little and took a long breath.

"Your Majesty?" Changzhong's mouth was dry, and just as he wanted to say wait for the minions, Qi Ying had already left a word not to follow up, and went to the apse by himself.

Changzhong stood in place, panting, wondering how this thing suddenly became like this?

Isn't it all good for a day? At the time of eating, how could Concubine Jing provoke Qi Ying?

But it was useless to think about this, Qi Ying didn't allow anyone to follow, and went to the study in the apse alone, as soon as she went in and closed the door, her hand was still trembling on the door frame, and the tears couldn't stop falling.

He raised his hand to cover his heart, where the beating heart was painfully gnawed by the beast.

Almost the same resemblance once and again, Qi Ying can think of it as Dongshu's conspiracy.

But the taste of the dumplings sent by Jiang Wan, how can Song Yujiao He De know, how can Dongshu He De know? !

Is it really all over the world?!

It was a memory of the taste buds, and now the taste lingers between the lips and teeth, and it is still the same familiar taste.

The rest, he didn't dare to think.

The trembling of his fingertips began to spread all over his body, and Qi Ying had to lock himself up, locked in a place where no one could see his joys, sorrows, and sorrows, before he dared to show some emotions that he couldn't restrain himself.

If it's really Jiang Wan coming back, if it's really her.

Qi Ying asked himself, he didn't even have the courage to go to confirm, he cowardly fled, he was afraid that if he said a word, the similar feeling would disappear in an instant.

He was still afraid that she would resent him, and that she would not forgive him.

Even cautious approach has become a luxury.

If they hadn't pierced each other, maybe they would have been able to get along like they are now.

Of course, what he thinks is still just a confused speculation, and it is more likely that this is just a coincidence.

Changzhong didn't dare to approach the location of the apse until a long time later, he had been guarding outside for a while, and Qi Ying had never opened the door of the palace.

I didn't eat half of the meal, and I don't know if the emperor is hungry.

There was no one in the apse to serve tea, and there was no time to burn the stove, so I don't know if the emperor was thirsty or cold inside.

Chang Zhong thought about it around, and felt that this door still had to be knocked, and whether this knock could save his life was uncertain.

So he could only fold his hands and worship all the Bodhisattvas he knew so far, hoping that the Bodhisattvas would bless him.

After worshipping, Chang Zhong finally had the courage to go to the door and was ready to knock on the door, as soon as he raised his hand, Qi Ying pulled the door open from the inside, and Chang Zhong almost didn't stop knocking on Qi Ying's head directly.

If you knock it down this time, it will be the manifestation of the Buddha, and it will not save him.

Changzhong hurriedly withdrew his hand, and before he could ask, Qi Ying had already walked out of the door: "How can there be a wild cat in the palace?" โ€

Changzhong reacted, Qi Ying asked about the two that he saw in Meixi Palace today: "Slave, let someone find it and kill it." โ€

Qi Ying glanced at Chang Zhong coldly with a side face, Chang Zhong was so excited that he didn't dare to speak.

"Go and find whoever brought it into the palace, bring it to me as well." Qi Ying continued to instruct, because of Changzhong's words just now, he was afraid that he would misunderstand what he meant, and specially emphasized, "You have to live." โ€

Changzhong hurriedly responded and trotted to do it.

Because it's winter, it gets dark quickly, and once it's dark, it's hard to catch the cat.

Fortunately, the two cats were not afraid of people, and they were not vigilant, and when they were found, they snuggled together and lay in the last bit of sunset, probably full, squinting and sleepy.

Chang Zhong found a big cage to put the two cats in, and came to the Golden Pond Hall with the two cats, as well as a guard who was on an errand near the Cold Palace, and as soon as he entered the Golden Pond Palace, he knelt down far away.

Qi Ying was standing with a pen and writing, listening to Changzhong say that the cat had found it, and the two cats seemed to know that they were talking about themselves, and they meowed twice to show their existence.

Qi Ying glanced up, saw the kneeling guard, and asked, "Is it your cat?" โ€

The guard rested his head on the ground, tried to calm his voice and replied: "If you go back to the emperor, this cat is not raised by a slave. โ€

Qi Ying's writing movements did not stop: "Oh? You didn't raise it, so why are you kneeling here? โ€

Changzhong hurriedly answered: "Your Majesty, when the slave was looking for the cat, he saw him running around the palace and felt suspicious, so he brought it with him. โ€

Qi Ying bowed her head and responded.

The guard didn't know whether he should speak or not, and he was so anxious that he tried to look up several times, but he was afraid and held back.

Fortunately, Qi Ying didn't be silent for too long, and when his last word fell, he threw away the pen in his hand and raised his head: "You are scurrying around in the palace, what are you looking for?" โ€

"Back to the emperor, minion. It's true that these two cats are also being found. The guard replied honestly.

"The cat isn't yours, why are you looking for it?"

The guard moved his knees and raised his upper body slightly, making his voice sound clearer: "The emperor forgives the sins, the slave is the guard of the cold palace, and this cat belongs to the cold palace Mu's. She.. She had nothing to do in the cold palace, stuffed some jewelry for the minion, and asked the minion to find some living things for her, so that she could be a companion for herself, and it was also a relief from boredom, and the slave was confused for a while, and accepted Mu's things, so she found two cats, but. . . But recently, Mu Shi was a little sick, and he forgot to close the cage during the day, so that the cat ran out, and today it happened to be a slave errand, and Mu Shi asked the slave to find them quickly, so as not to hurt the cat sexually, this thing was brought in by the slave, and the slave was naturally afraid that something would happen, and that's it. was regarded as a suspicious person by Changzhong's father-in-law, the slave knew his mistake, the slave was guilty, and asked the emperor to punish him. โ€

After speaking, he kowtowed heavily and didn't dare to lift it up again.

Cold palace Muhammad? Qi Ying thought about it, there seemed to be such a person in the former palace, but she couldn't remember what she had done.

But it doesn't matter, Qi Ying doesn't care about this, and she doesn't plan to punish anyone.

There are a lot of such things in the palace, everyone must have everyone's way to live, small favors, harmless, as long as you don't do anything hurtful, Qi Ying doesn't want to ask.

"The cat stays, you go." Qi Ying glanced at Changzhong and asked him to send people out.

The guards themselves didn't expect to be able to leave like this, and when they were pulled up by Changzhong, they were still a little weak, and when they got outside, they carefully asked Changzhong on both sides, and after making sure that they could really go, they hurriedly left here.

Changzhong didn't know what Qi Ying was going to do with this cat, looking at the hair, it was not a precious breed, presumably it was to see that Mu was losing power, so he just found two cats to make up the number.

"Your Majesty, if you want to raise this cat, how about the slave find you two noble bloods?" Chang Zhong walked to the side of the cage, and after saying this, the orange cat in the cage suddenly raised its head and meowed twice, as if it was very disapproving of what Chang Zhong said, which made Chang Zhong laugh and muttered in a low voice, "It's quite human." โ€

Qi Ying stared at the two cats in the cage for a while, although they were raised in the cold palace, one orange and the other gray, they were both round and good-looking.

He thought about it, these two cats are also blessed, they ran out of the cold palace, and they happened to go to the Meixi Palace, and he bumped into that scene, which shows that there is fate.

Since there is fate, let's send it to the destined person.

"Is there a name?"

Changzhong raised his head: "Huh? โ€

Qi Ying pointed to the two cats, Changzhong reacted and smiled: "The cat raised in the cold palace, the slave heard the guard say that it has no name." โ€

Even if there is, now that it is in front of Qi Ying, it is impossible to have.

Sure enough, hearing this, Qi Ying nodded with satisfaction: "Then let's name it after Fugui, wash it and send it to Meixi Palace." โ€

Changzhong is stupid again, isn't this just so angry that he didn't eat and ran back? Why blink an eye and rush to send the cat?

The queen mother is gone, and now the emperor's mind is really trying to guess him to death as a little eunuch.

I didn't dare to ask more, the cat was washed, spread in a cage with thick cotton, and covered with a layer of thick cotton to keep warm, and hurriedly sent to Meixi Palace.

When she arrived at Jiang Wan, Jing Yue also leaned in curiously to take a look: "What is this?" Do you want to send it so carefully? โ€

Changzhong sold the guanzi mysteriously, and Jingyue guessed several times but couldn't guess it, so he lifted the thick cotton covered: "Niangniang, please take a look." โ€

Jiang Wan and Jingyue went to see together.

"! It's those two cats in the daytime! Jingyue recognized it at once, lifted the hem of her skirt and squatted down, washed it clean, and trimmed her nails.

Jiang Wan bowed: "It's true." โ€

Seeing that Jiang Wan liked it, Changzhong breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "This is specially found by the emperor for Niangniang, and he also gave it a name, the orange one is called Xiaofuzi, and the gray one is called Xiaoguizi, the emperor said, this is to send a pair of Fugui Shuangquan to Niangniang." โ€