Chapter 117: The Dragon Boat Festival

After Fu Yao was kicked out of Fufeng Palace, he stood at the door and thought for a while, then flicked his sleeves and left with Kaiqi.

The mobile phone and computer looked at each other, and hurriedly went in to tell Tang Jiuqian, "Niangniang, the emperor is gone." ”

Tang Jiuqian was frowning and poking open another zongzi with chopsticks, seeing that it was a normal date, he ate one with confidence, and pushed away the dishes and chopsticks, "Where did he go?" ”

"Slave maid go and inquire." The computer was busy, and ran out with a smoke, and the mobile phone accompanied Tang Jiuqian into the study to paint.

"Niangniang's painting is a little close, and I will definitely be able to paint it for the emperor today." The mobile phone grinded to Tang Jiuqian.

Tang Jiuqian looked serious, holding his sleeves and holding the red pen in his hand, depicting the man's robe little by little, with a little smile in his eyes, he raised the pen and dipped it, took two steps back and looked at it, very satisfied, "Well, it's finally going to be finished." ”

"But no, Niangniang has hardly rested for this painting for two months, and the emperor will be very happy." The phone laughed.

Tang Jiuqian glanced at her, and added two more strokes to signal her to change the grind, "If you want him to like it, this palace likes it." ”

"Yes, yes, but if the mother likes it, the emperor will definitely like it." The mobile phone quipped, and the two drew in the study for another morning, until ten o'clock at lunch, when the computer came, "Niangniang, the emperor is out of the palace today." ”

"Oh?" Tang Jiuqian raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at her painting, "It's okay, save him from coming, I'll interrupt it again, pass it on, I won't eat at noon in this palace, let's go." ”

It wasn't until the sun was in the west and the sky was dark that Tang Jiuqian could finish the painting, holding his sore waist, and motioning for the mobile phone to hang up, "Okay, go to the palace to rest and rest." ”

"Niangniang, the emperor is here!" When the computer came in, Tang Jiuqian took a wrong look at it, and Fu Yao was striding in from outside with a food box.

"Your Majesty, what kind of novelty is this?" Tang Jiuqian stood vigilantly.

"It's the best zongzi I specially found from outside the palace, the queen don't panic, it's filled with dates, it's sweet." Fu Yao said with a smile.

Of course, there are two of them he made himself.

But how to say this kind of thing by herself, of course, the queen has to eat it herself.

Tang Jiuqian was very tired after standing all day, and he didn't have a very good appetite, so he smiled when he heard this, "The emperor will eat first, and I'll rest for a while." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked to the bed, and Fu Yao behind him suddenly sank his face and looked unhappy.

The phone and computer quietly stepped back and closed the door.

Fu Yao put down the food box, rushed over and grabbed Tang Jiuqian and imprisoned her in his arms, full of grievances and anger in front of her eyes, only loss remained, "The queen really doesn't want to eat with me?" ”

Tang Jiuqian looked at him, the grievances that the man tried his best to hide were seen by her, she sighed softly helplessly, and raised her hand to wrap her arms around his neck, "It's not that I don't accompany you, it's that I'm so sleepy, you go to the study and take a look." ”

Fu Yao was puzzled, Tang Jiuqian pushed him, "Go." ”

Fu Yao turned around step by step, Tang Jiuqian breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly climbed into bed and planted himself in the quilt, drowsy.

The man's body suddenly covered with excitement, "It's me who painted it?!" ”

Tang Jiuqian opened her eyes with a smile, "Otherwise, the man in the red robe with me will have someone else?" ”

"No! No! The corners of Fu Yao's lips couldn't hide a smile, he lowered his head and rubbed on Tang Jiuqian's neck, and his voice suddenly fell, "Since the baby thinks about the wedding night day and night, of course I have to be satisfied." ”

Tang Jiuqian"??? I didn't! Wait, don't take off your clothes! ”

The bed tent with colorful ropes and five poisonous purses was lowered, and the small bells jingled until late at night.

Fu Yao hugged his queen baby contentedly, chuckling in his heart.

This is the best rice dumpling.