The emperor helped Yu Qing up, let her sit on the edge of the bed, naturally picked up the bowl, scooped a spoonful of porridge, and brought it to her mouth.

"Your Majesty, the slaves and maids will come by themselves." Yu Qing wanted to take the bowl in the emperor's hand, but he dodged it and didn't touch it.

"Open your mouth."

Yu Qingmu opened her mouth, feeling that she was dreaming, otherwise how could the emperor feed her.

"Hmm!" Yu Qing didn't have time to chew it, and as soon as the porridge was in her mouth, she hurriedly opened her mouth to gasp, and swallowed it when she felt a little acceptable.

"Is it hot?" There was an unnatural flush on the emperor's face.

This can't be blamed on him, the emperor has been hugging each other since he was a child, with fine clothes and jade food, and others have always served him, where has he served others, let alone feeding people.

From yesterday to now, in just one day, he has experienced many impossibilities in his life, the first time he personally entered the prison to pick up the concubines he had ordered to be held, the first time he stayed up all night to guard a person, and now, the first time he fed someone.

However, the emperor still insisted on feeding Yu Qing, but after just now, every time he sent it to Yu Qing's mouth, he would put it to his mouth and blow it.

The porridge in his mouth is no longer hot, and Yu Qing can finally taste it.

Xiao Mingzi is now the supervisor of the imperial dining room, and I heard that it was made for the Qing nobles, so I was very attentive, and found the best cook in the imperial dining room, personally supervised it, cooked medicinal porridge, and served hors d'oeuvres.

Yu Qing ate happily, from the beginning of stiffness, to the later freedom, but unfortunately only half a bowl of food, the emperor did not let her eat.

said that he was recovering from a serious illness and eating too much food,

Yu Qing watched the palace maid come in to clean up, and stared at the half bowl of porridge with an unsatisfied expression, the emperor felt funny, but he also ignored her ruthlessly.

The emperor fetched water, cleaned his hands, and looked at the posture without the slightest intention of leaving.

"The Emperor's ......"

Yu Qing hesitated, thought about it and spoke, "Emperor Xie took care of the slave and maid for a night, the slave and maid have woken up now, and they don't dare to bother the emperor anymore, you better go and rest." ”

What is her identity, what is the identity of others, she doesn't dare to take it seriously if she has a noble title, the king of a country takes care of a little palace maid, she just walked out of the ghost gate, but she doesn't want to experience it again.

The emperor wiped the water stains on his hands, threw the towel back to the tray, did not respond to this stubble, looked at Yu Qing playfully, and asked, "Do you know where this is?" ”

Take a look around the sunny day, the carved beams and painted pillars here, magnificent, any piece of furnishings are carved with gold and jade, I am afraid that the queen and the palace of Concubine Hua are not as good as it.

There was already a guess, and the mouth muttered: "This is ......"

"Qianqing Palace." The emperor gave the answer directly.

Now it's not just embarrassing to be able to describe, it's obvious that he occupies the magpie's nest, and he is also bold and wants to get the emperor out.

In other words, she actually slept on the dragon couch!

"The emperor forgives the sins, the slave ......"

hurriedly got up and was about to kneel down to the ground to confess his guilt, but was held down by the emperor, "Just stay here until you recover." ”

Yu Qing didn't obey obediently this time, struggled to get up and got off the ground, and slowly knelt down. The emperor was afraid that Yu Qing would pull the wound again, so he didn't dare to use force, so he went with her.

"The Qianqing Palace is the residence of the emperor, and it is already arrogant for the slave and maid to live for one night, if you don't know how to continue to live, I am afraid that the former dynasty and the harem will be criticized, and the slave and maid can't afford it."

Yu Qing had just woken up, and the wound was still faintly painful, but she still stood still on her knees, her lips were white, and she was squeezed tightly.

Seeing her stubborn appearance, the emperor was silent for a long time, "You, go back." ”

After speaking, he summoned Li Defu, "Good life to send Qing Guiren back." ”

Li Defu didn't know why, seeing the emperor like this, he was obviously moved, and the degree of attention was unprecedented, and he thought that the Qing nobles were going to stay in the Qianqing Palace until they recovered, but they never thought that they would send people out so soon?

Although he was puzzled, he had served by the emperor's side for many years, and he was already a good person, and he knew what to inquire about and what not to do.

Yu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, the wound was really painful, and she didn't pretend anymore, so she sat in the sedan chair.

As soon as I sat down, I slapped my head, what is this?

There are still a lot of questions, but in that kind of atmosphere at that time, she naturally didn't dare to let the noble person answer her questions, so let's find an opportunity to see Fu Ankang and ask again.

The emperor watched Yu Qing leave, and for the first time he felt helpless, the reason why he sent her back was not really afraid of any criticism from the harem, but because he was afraid that someone would be unfavorable to Yu Qing because of this, and when he saw that she insisted, he didn't stop her.

Xiyue got the news, waited at the door early, and saw Yu Qing get down from the sedan chair, her face was pale and weak, and tears flowed down.

"Little ...... Little Lord. As soon as the familiar lady came to her mouth, she remembered that Yu Qing had been sealed as a nobleman, so she changed her mouth abruptly.

Helped Yu Qing into the house, let her lie down, looked at the wound, got up and walked to the table to pour tea with her back to Yu Qing.

Yu Qing didn't know that she was wiping her tears, "Xiyue, I'm hungry, you go and help me get some food." ”

I really didn't eat enough in Qianqing Palace, mainly to stop Xiyue's tears and let her have something to do.

When Xiyue heard this, she nodded again and again, blaming herself for not thinking about it thoroughly, but she didn't cry again for a while, and went out to prepare a meal for Yu Qing.

Yu Qing looked at the bed curtain, her eyelids gradually sank, she had to heal her injuries as soon as possible, and there were still things waiting for her to do, such as asking Fu Ankang who killed Concubine Zhen, and why that pack of slippery tire powder appeared in her bedroom.

In the end, I was extremely tired, and I couldn't resist the surging sleepiness and fell asleep.

By the time we woke up, it was already noon.

Xiyue came back and saw that Yu Qing was sleeping soundly, and she couldn't bear to wake up, so the food kept the small kitchen warm, and now that she woke up, she hurriedly asked someone to bring it in.

Without the emperor's control, Yu Qing naturally let go of eating, and soon a bowl of mushroom and chicken porridge was served.

"Eat and drink enough, the sun is just right, go, Xiyue, let's bask in the sun." Yu Qing looked at the bright sunshine outside.

"Little master, you are still injured." Xiyue was very worried.

"It's okay, if you're sick, you have to bask in the sun more, and if you lie in bed all day, everyone will be lying down." Yu Qing waved her hand aggressively, not impressed.

Xiyue had no choice but to order someone to carry the recliner out, thought about it, and went to the back room to take two more cushions out for Yuqing to lean on, so that her body was soft and it was not easy to pull the wound.

Yu Qing was lying on the chair, squinting her eyes in the warm sun, drowsy, still thinking crankily in her head, sleepy when she was full, or just woke up, this day is not too comfortable.

Obviously, not long ago, she was still the aunt in charge of the imperial dining room, and although she was a nobleman, she was immediately imprisoned.

Only now, can she really experience the leisurely life of the ladies in the palace, there is no need to work, and there are people to serve, so thinking about it, it is actually not bad to be the emperor's woman.

At this moment, there was a noise outside, which repelled all of Yu Qing's sleepiness.

Yu Qing opened her eyes and looked at the palace gate, only to see a group of people coming in, and Yu Qing hurriedly got up.

"Greetings to the noble people." It was Yuzhi beside Concubine Hua who spoke.

"Concubine Hua heard that the Qing nobles were wronged, and specially ordered the slave to send a pair of Baoyu Ruyi bracelets, hoping that the little master would be healthy as soon as possible."

"Sunny nobles are auspicious." This is Xiuchun in Concubine Jia's Palace.

"Concubine Jia's mother ordered the slave maid to send a pair of golden silk red agate earrings, saying that if you have time, I hope that the noble people will often come to Changchun Palace to sit."

The palace maids and eunuchs who followed one after another turned out to be sent by the palace ladies to give gifts to Yu Qing.

After all, the queen set an example and visited the Qianqing Palace in person, and the women in the harem were all wearing virtuous and obedient masks in front of the emperor, which one dared to say nothing.

Yu Qing didn't know the reason, she was shocked, her face was still calm, she thanked them one by one, and told Xiyue to send them out.

The house is full of pearls, agate, gold and jade jewelry, dazzling to see. Yu Qing looked at it and sneered.

The hypocrisy of the women in the harem, she can be regarded as having seen it, the ladies and nobles of these palaces, who have never even seen her face, said many comforting words and gave gifts.

Especially......

"Little master, these things ......" Xiyue looked at these gifts and was originally happy for Yu Qing, but seeing that Yu Qing's face was wrong, she put away her smile.

"Put it all away, I'm a noble person who also has a name, and I don't have to use it."

Yu Qing stared at the pair of bracelets sent by Concubine Hua, her eyes were cold, and the picture of Concubine Zhen holding her hand and dying before she died came to her mind.

"It's Concubine Hua who hurt your family!"

Xiyue looked at the food on the table and was a little worried, since the gifts were sent from the palaces that day, the little lord became depressed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The medicine sent by the hospital is eaten on time, but most of this meal is left.

Even the emperor occasionally came to visit the little prince, and found that Yu Qing was not in the right mood, and he only said that there was nothing wrong with many inquiries.

The little prince has been very worry-free recently, and he seems to know that Yuqing is in a bad mood and rarely cries.

Yu Qing will only look much happier when she is holding the little prince, and Xiyue is a little skeptical that the little prince is really just a baby.

"The emperor has arrived!" At the door, Xue Gui sang loudly, awakening the two masters and servants who were thinking separately, and they all got up to greet the holy car.

Yu Qing wondered in her heart, is the emperor really fine, he ran to her when he saw the sky, although he was looking at the little prince, but after seeing it, he would always pull her to talk, and occasionally he would stay to eat, and the two were at the same table, which made Yu Qing twisted.

When the emperor entered the door, he saw that most of the food on the table had been saved, "What about the meal?" ”

"Back to the emperor, I've finished eating, and I'm about to let someone take it." Yu Qing was helped up by the emperor and led her to the side couch.

After the two sat down together, the emperor spoke, "The food is not the same as the appetite? If it doesn't suit your appetite, I will tell the Imperial Dining Room to make a new one. ”

Saying that, he was about to call someone, but Yu Qing hurriedly stopped him when he saw this, "No, the slave has no appetite." ”

The emperor looked at Yu Qing's chin thinning, and there seemed to be sadness in his eyes, but he was not as angry as the day he first woke up, and he also knew that she had not yet come out of the pain of Concubine Zhen's death.

Yu Qing's head was slightly lowered, and a jade pendant was suddenly handed over in front of her, and she looked at the big hands with distinct bones, and the emperor was staring at her intently.