Gonggong Han stood hanging down and didn't speak again, he knew that the saint was in a very bad mood, and he was afraid that he would be burned if he rashly spoke.

After a long time, he heard the Holy One ask him if there was any sweet soup left.

He hurriedly complied, and according to the holy will, he went to bring another bowl.

Sheng Shang took it, and the fingernails that were holding the edge of the bowl changed color due to the force, and he took a spoon in his other hand and stirred it several times before he ate a spoonful.

"It's past the heat." Holy Word.

"It's because I've been warm for too long," Han Gonggong rolled his eyes, "The slave will let people come over, please send a new one?" ”

"It's fine." The saint nodded.

Father-in-law Han went out, explained to the little chamberlain, and then turned around and came in to serve.

Fortunately, Tao Zhaoyi knew that the saint loved the sweet soup in her palace, and three times a day, seven or eighty percent of it was prepared in the small kitchen, even if the saint had a temporary idea, it could be sent to the table quickly.

These prepared in advance and added to the fire at the end, although they are not as good as those made in one go, are certainly stronger than the taste of warming up for a long time and passing the fire.

The little chamberlain came back with a food box, but was called to him by the saint.

"Did Zhaoyi have dinner there?"

The little chamberlain replied: "When the slave passed, Zhaoyi Niangniang and the Fifth Highness were watching the flowers and eating. ”

"Xuan'er is also there? He has always been a filial person," the saint bowed his head slowly, "what kind of flowers do their mother and son look at?" ”

"The slave doesn't recognize the flowers, but only sees the red bones of the flowers, His Royal Highness accompanies the mother to see the flowers, and has been smiling......" The little waiter timidly asked Han Gonggong for help.

Han Gonggong pondered the mind of the saint, gave a few glances to the little chamberlain, and then said to the saint: "It's the slave who didn't teach him well, and he only cares about letting them learn the rules and learn what can be used in the study, but I didn't expect it to be an elm head who can't even distinguish flowers." ”

The saint frowned and said, "If you don't recognize it, you don't recognize it, it's not a thing." ”

The little chamberlain breathed a sigh of relief and quickly retreated.

The saint took two more mouthfuls, put down the bowl and spoon, and pressed the handkerchief to his mouth.

Even if Tao Zhaoyi heard it, Sun Xuanhui laughed heartily, it can be seen that she not only pretended to be in front of herself, but also did not reveal it to her son.

It's good that Sun Xuan doesn't know.

But I'll hide it now, how many days will it be......

Sheng Shang cleared his throat and whispered to Han Gong: "You are right, I can't cure this sleeping problem."

Obviously, I felt good a few days ago, but I suddenly didn't sleep well yesterday.

In this way, you will have someone come to me to guard today, and if you are still dreaming at night, let the imperial doctor come to see you tomorrow. ”

Gonggong Han hurriedly said: "The slave guards you, those rough things, where did you get to the front ......?"

"Once there are two times," the saint glanced at Han Gonggong, "You are not young anymore, you can't always follow me, whether the people below can use it or not, you will know if you use it once or twice, you should rest, I still point to you to accompany me for a few more years." ”

"You are considerate of the minion, it is the blessing of the minion," Han Gonggong smiled, "Why don't you just take that little guy just now and ask him to try." ”

The saint nodded, which was considered an answer.

The little chamberlain who just went out on the front foot, and the back foot heard that he was going to the palace to be on duty today, and he trembled.

The saint has a big temper and is particular about sleeping, for so many years, except for Gonggong Han and a few old chamberlains who have now left the palace to recuperate, no one else has had such an opportunity.

In the past few months, even Grandpa Han has not been to the royal front.

Such an errand will definitely not work if it is not done well, once it is done well, it stands out, and it is important to get the weight of Han Gonggong, and the future is still somewhat guaranteed.

What's more, rootless people like them, after they get older, their health deteriorates.

How long can Grandpa Han last?

Once he retires, the successor he brings up must be the one who has been valued by him and the saints for these days.

The little waiter panicked and cheered himself up.

He followed Han Gonggong to the dormitory, listened carefully, and remembered all the things in his mind.

Gonggong Han said kindly: "Don't be nervous, I don't leave everything to you all at once, I'll be there, I'll go outside when the lights are blown, if you have anything to eat, just come and call me." ”

The little chamberlain was very grateful.

The third watch is not enough, and the saint rests.

The little waiter poured himself a stomach of strong tea in advance, for fear of making a mistake.

As the night deepened, people were not sleepy, but their stomachs were swollen, he didn't dare to leave for too long, and he didn't want to quarrel with Han Gonggong because of this matter, so he solved it lightly and quickly returned to the dragon bed.

Then, he heard a muffled voice.

Xiao Nei hurriedly pricked up his ears and waited for the Holy Lord's instructions, but the more he listened, the more wrong it became, and then he realized that the Holy Lord was talking in a dream.

According to the rules, these whispers can't be distinguished word by word, but he can't control it, and the sound drills into his ears, making his heart tremble.

In particular, the saint was cursing Sun Rui.

The little chamberlain was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

The saint on the bed also stepped forward, gasping for breath and woke up, he lifted the curtain and stared at the little chamberlain.

The little chamberlain trembled all over, and knelt down with his hands and feet.

"I'm dreaming again?" The saint asked coldly.

The little chamberlain is no better than Tao Zhaoyi, even if he doesn't answer a word, the saint will know the answer when he looks at him.

After looking at the little waiter for a while, the saint said, "Why are you so daring?" I am slow, you are also slow, there is tea on the table, you pour yourself a cup and drink it, suppressing the shock. ”

The little chamberlain was still stormy, but the saint spoke, and he dared not obey.

He poured the tea with trembling hands, and poured it into his mouth with trembling trembling, until the tea rolled down his throat, and then he suddenly had a stirring - he heard something that should not be heard, this tea......

In the next moment, his body fell limply, and the porcelain cup cracked open.

Han Gonggong outside leaned in, and when he saw the situation inside, his face turned white.

The saint said: "Clean up, you know what I mean." ”

Han Gonggong hurriedly said: "The slave knows." ”

He took out his handkerchief, stuffed it into the mouth of the little chamberlain, dragged the man out with his own hands, and handed it over to two cronies and guards.

At dawn, everyone who was waiting in the imperial study knew that the one who was lucky last night had broken something in the middle of the night, disturbing the holy driver, and had been driven out of the palace.

One more person or one less person in the palace is not a big deal.

The harem concubines are not so favored, and they all have precedents for training palace maids, and it is even more trivial for the saint to send an inner servant.

Tao Zhaoyi has someone in the imperial study, and such a small news will reach her ears.

She was wearing earrings, and when she heard this, her hand was deflected, and the hook of the earrings pierced the flesh, causing her to gasp in pain.

Is it really because something was broken......

Tao Zhaoyi didn't know, she only knew that the back of her neck was covered with dense sweat in an instant.

"Mama......" she turned her head to look at the person behind her, "Should you hurry up with Xuan'er about this...... No, no, he had dinner with me yesterday, and I will look for him early in the morning and pass it to the ears of the saints......"

The fat-faced grandmother didn't know what happened the night before, so she could only ask: "Niangniang, what are you worried about?" ”

"I ......" Tao Zhaoyi wanted to speak and stopped, for a long time, she shook her head, but after all, she still didn't say anything more.