The night before his birthday, the cooks in Huancuilou were already busy.

The duck that needs to be fragrant has been washed, the internal organs have been removed, and the whole is placed in the marinade. The glutinous rice used to make dim sum is filled with water, and the grains are carefully selected and flawless. Before going to bed, the cooks carefully drizzled a few green onions and coriander planted outside the kitchen door of Huancuilou with a shower to ensure that they will show the freshest color and smell when they are picked tomorrow.

In the middle of the night, I secretly ran to the kitchen with Xiao Wuhua's special torch brought by a small bowl, and saw these ingredients that were fully prepared.

Needless to say, this must have been ordered by Liu Jia.

The cooks must be preparing for my birthday banquet tomorrow.

With gratitude in my heart, I carefully walked around the bamboo grate where the kelp was dried, took a pot, took a gourd, filled half a pot with water, and placed the pot on the stove. After lighting the stove with a torch, he took out a packet of medicinal herbs from a drawer, grabbed a handful of each one, and threw it into the pot.

I made the recipe myself, and I have a number of portions.

Next, it is to wait for the herbs to boil.

These herbs have been processed beforehand, so I don't have to wait too long.

"What are you doing?"

Zhaoyou's voice suddenly appeared outside the kitchen, startling me a lot.

Without waiting for me to answer, he walked quickly towards me, dodging all obstacles in the room in the dim light, came to me, and lifted the lid of the casserole.

For a while, the smell of medicine spread, the medicine boiled, and the simmering made a sound.

"What are you doing? What is it?! Zhaoyou grabbed my hand hard, grabbed me like a little chicken in front of him, and questioned me with a fierce expression.

I was indeed frightened, but I quickly forced myself to compose myself, and replied seemingly calmly, "It's just a soup to avoid children." ”

"......" Zhaoyou let go of my hand, stunned, and disappointed.

I rubbed my pinched wrist, covered the casserole, and said, "I won't allow you to impregnate me." ”

"Why ......"

I shrugged: "I still have to go to the border battlefield, and it's inconvenient to have a body." I still have to go back to the palace and restore the Luan Dynasty, I don't want to ascend the throne with a big belly. ”

Zhaoyou: "I want to hear the truth......"

Sure enough, can't these reasons prevaricate him?

I stubbornly said, "The first child can only be his." ”

"Why?! He's been separated from you for so long, and he's got someone else in the palace...... You don't look like an emperor at all, how can an emperor fall in love with a man?! ”

I was puzzled and asked, "...... Why not? ”

Zhaoyou: "I...... I do not know...... But all the kings of ancient times were like that. Those who were favored all became those who brought disaster to the country and the people. ”

I shook my head: "Han is different, he is a saint today." ”

"......" Zhaoyou was completely speechless.

Me: "I told you so much about him, and I thought you had given up on making me love you. Like you, it's my limit...... If you hadn't threatened me, I wouldn't have shared a bed with you. ”

Zhaoyou said sadly: "I thought that taking this step was just helping you break the constraints in your heart...... I thought that in this way, you would let go of the mustard and really be with me. Even if one day in the future, you will be ashamed of me and kill me, I am willing to ...... I thought that as long as you didn't give in, I had a chance to make you love me......"

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