Zhong Weiwei raised his hand and decided to give up and reason with Chonghua: "Yes, yes, you are not leftovers." It's getting late, I'm so sleepy, it's time to sleep. ”

Turn over, turn your back to him, and sleep.

Anyway, Mingyue and Xiaotang are here, and he can't do anything to her.

Chonghua violently pushed down the pile of folds in front of him and threw them to the ground.

Zhong Weiwei heard the movement and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Sleep with her eyes closed, touch and touch it occasionally, and sleep peacefully without feeling hot.

In a trance, he heard Chonghua's silent tossing for a long time before falling asleep, and when he got up again at the fourth watch, he quietly came in to see again.

He stood outside the tent and did not come in, but stood still with a pestle.

Zhong Weiwei couldn't stand it and opened his eyes to see.

Seeing him looking directly at her and Youyou, his eyes seemed to be full of envy and yearning, frustration and chagrin, and he felt that he must be dazzled.

Hurriedly rubbed his eyes vigorously, and looked at it again, and got a cold look from Chonghua.

Sure enough, she was dazzled, His Majesty the Emperor, who was wise and arrogant, would only drag Kuba, where would she show such a child's weak eyes?

Zhong Wei yawned peacefully, got up and touched Youyou's forehead, and said very dutifully: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, the eldest son of the emperor has lost his fever, breathed steadily, and slept well." ”

Chonghua said coldly: "Continue to take care of the emperor's eldest son seriously." ”

Zhong Weiwei pretended to salute him: "Yes, Weichen will obey his will." ”

Chonghua looked at her and felt annoyed, turned around and strode out.

Zhong Weiwei remembered his promise yesterday, shaved his hair twice, combed his clothes, and trotted out.

Pull out the pen and paper, look at Chonghua's face first, and then prepare to make a record.

Chonghua ignored her and was about to go out, when he heard another whisper inside: "Daddy, I'm hungry." ”

Chonghua immediately stopped and turned back, sat at the head of the bed and spoke softly.

Zhong Weiwei asked Mingyue to bring the millet porridge that had been boiled again, and after taking another bite, he shook his head: "It's not delicious." ”

Zhong Weiwei tried to persuade: "You are sick, eat some gruel to digest." What a fragrant porridge, fragrant, delicious. ”

Thanks to Chonghua, what she hates most is gruel and cold steamed buns, which is dry and not convincing at all.

looked at her suspiciously: "Aunt Wei eats first." ”

Zhong Weiwei immediately closed her mouth, she would rather eat dry rice than drink gruel.

Chonghua glanced at her and said lightly, "Let Xue Ningdie bring breakfast in." ”

Dozens of delicate side dishes, pastries, and noodles were put on the table, and their eyes were shining and their saliva was dripping.

Zhong Weiwei's stomach also screamed uncontrollably.

Chonghua hugged him in his arms again and said softly: "What do you want to eat?" Daddy gives you a clip. ”

And he couldn't make up his mind, so he told him what was delicious:

"Bring a crispy fried quail, remove the meat and make a thin porridge, crispy and fragrant. There is also this nine-made shredded pork, which is stir-fried with pickled melon, dried radish, garlic, sand kernels, peppercorns, grass fruits, sesame oil, and orange shreds, and vinegar is added, which is the most appetizing for rice......"

The more Zhong Weiwei listened, the more hungry he became, the more he smelled, the more he wanted to eat, and he hid in the corner with resentment.

Hatefully tugging at the handkerchief and pinching his nose, glaring at Chonghua, secretly cursing him for not digesting it, or flatulence and burping, or diarrhea and running to the toilet all day long.

Suddenly, Chonghua gave a cold glance: "What are you still doing standing there?" Is it your business to take care of your children, or is it my business? Don't you know I'm busy? ”

looked at Chonghua's face again, and then looked at Zhong Weiwei, and reached out to Zhong Weiwei to hug: "Aunt Wei hug." ”

Zhong Weiwei rubbed over and picked it up, but before she could sit down, a crispy fried quail leg was stuffed into her mouth, so delicious that her saliva almost didn't flow out of the corner of her mouth.

He opened his big black eyes again, and smiled cutely and pleasantly: "Aunt Wei also eats." ”

Zhong Weiwei glanced at Chonghua, and saw that he was eating his food with his expressionless eyes, and he didn't care about the affairs here, so he enjoyed it boldly.

If you don't eat for nothing, you don't eat it, it's a pity to throw away so many meals.

It's what he said, take care of it, eat and live together, you can't sleep, you can't eat.

Zhong Weiwei has to take care of both and his mouth, so it is inevitable that he will eat a little slowly.

Chonghua also slowed down and ate slowly with them.

It wasn't until Zhong Weiwei put the chopsticks that he followed the chopsticks and got up to leave.

The palace people knelt down and sent him off, and Zhong Weiwei also hugged him and sent him out.

Walking to the bottom of the steps, when Chonghua was about to board the dragon chariot, he said without looking back: "He is sick, he just changed places, he can't sleep steadily, you can't leave people around you, you take him to sleep together." ”

His voice was not too loud, but it was enough for the palace people around him to hear it clearly.

Zhong Wei was the only one stunned, so she was ordered to eat imperial meals and sleep lazy?

She suddenly became very suspicious, Ge Xiangjun was guarding the door with a group of people yesterday morning, and he knew all about squeezing her with words.

It's a piece of good intentions.

Zhong Weiwei can feel it even if she has no heart or lungs, she pursed her lips and smiled: "Weichen obeys the order." ”

It's kind of a favor.

Chonghua's slightly taut jaw relaxed slightly, and he bowed his head lightly, ready to board the dragon chariot.

Zhong Weiwei suddenly remembered something, she forgot to convey Lu Chun's words to him, and she didn't have time to say Hu Zizhi's request, she followed two steps up: "Your Majesty......"

Chonghua stopped, tilted his head slightly, and looked at her: "Huh? ”

The cool autumn breeze swirled over, blowing his dark gold-embroidered robe slightly, and the faint light of the lantern illuminated his side face with clear lines, and the corners of his lips seemed to contain a little gentle expectation.

Zhong Weiwei could see clearly, and all the words were blown back by the autumn wind.

She actually felt that she shouldn't talk to him about these bad things at this time, anyway, it was too late, so let him go to the court quietly, which can be regarded as a reward for laziness and food.

Chonghua couldn't hear her voice, and he didn't ask, turned around and touched Youyou's head, and whispered, "Obedient, listen to your aunt." ”

The sound of the whip gradually faded away, Zhong Weiwei yawned, hugged it and turned back to sleep.

Aunt Qian led people to sweep the bed inside, laughing in a low voice, and the palace people didn't say anything when they saw Zhong Weiwei entering.

Zhong Weiwei handed Xiaotang into the warm pavilion again, found a random place to sit down, and asked them: "When you see me coming in, you won't say anything, but are you talking bad about me?" ”

The palace people didn't dare to say it, Aunt Qian didn't care: "I'm saying, you take the emperor's eldest son to send His Majesty to the court like this, just like the wives and children of the people who send the head of the house to do things early in the morning." ”

Zhong Weiwei rolled up his sleeves: "Who said it, stand up, I promise not to kill her!" ”

The palace people, you push me, I push you, Zhong Weiwei didn't bother to compare with them, touched the warm pavilion, stretched out his hand to hug again, and fell asleep.

Anyway, it's all down to this step, and it's most important to eat and sleep. (To be continued.) )