It's a game, but it's also a temptation.

When Lian Yin appeared in the Zichen Hall again with a food box, King Huaiyang knew that this woman who had been promoted to the position of the queen mother by himself was different from any young lady from a family he had ever seen.

After the strange act of his own on the eve before, if he has a little brain, or is less timid, and he knows how to protect himself in a measured manner, he will not and should not challenge him again.

But the legato is probably brainless, or bold enough to a certain extent.

He didn't appear in front of her again after he left that night, but she took the initiative to appear.

Although she had such an idea in her heart, King Huaiyang did not say anything about the appearance of Lianyin, but looked at the food box she was holding in her hand thoughtfully.

As soon as she came in, he had a sensitive nose to smell the aroma. It seems to be the aroma of chicken soup, but it is also mixed with a medicinal smell.

Lian Yin put the food box on the bookcase, opened the lid of the box under the gaze of King Huaiyang, and brought out a small cup of stew inside.

Holding the cup of tonic in his hand, Lian Yin met the gaze of King Huaiyang, and said with a light smile: "The emperor learns with the prince in the Zichen Hall every day, and the mourning family is afraid that the emperor is young and can't bear it, so they stewed some meals in the imperial dining room to make up for the emperor. ”

When Lianyin spoke, King Huaiyang's eyebrows furrowed. She is very particular about speaking today, and she has put up a shelf with him as the queen mother, and she still calls herself a "mourning family"? As everyone knows, the more she talks like this, it only makes him involuntarily think of the indifference to her that night when he took the wrong medicine.

After all, she was actually intimidated by herself.

Lian Yin didn't know what King Huaiyang was thinking at the moment. After finishing speaking, she walked straight to the little emperor standing next to the bookcase, stretched out her hand and took the notebook in his hand and put it on the bookcase, and then took the initiative to take his hand and put the little emperor aside for resting with the Arhat bed.

The little emperor refused Lianyin, but he first glanced at King Huaiyang before refusing. When he saw that King Huaiyang didn't say a word, and didn't seem to stop her, the little emperor suppressed the idea of refusal, and was obediently pulled by her to sit on the Luohan bed.

The moment he sat down, the little emperor felt very comfortable.

Standing for so long a day, in fact, he really felt very tired. But he had no choice, and he protested to the King of Huaiyang for the first and second times, and he also requested, but the King of Huaiyang refused coldly.

Over time, he could only insist without saying a word.

Lian Yin saw that the little emperor's face showed a moment of satisfaction and comfort, and he blamed King Huaiyang a little in his heart.

But Lian Yin didn't say anything, and lifted the lid of the stew pot. In an instant, the aroma mixed with the smell of medicine overflowed and filled the entire room.

Lian Yin scooped some soup with a spoon, blew it softly and handed it to the little emperor's mouth, different from the smile that was not curled just now to King Huaiyang, the smile at this time was with the gentleness of coaxing a child, and said: "Specially let the imperial dining room stew, good for the body, drink and see." ”

The little emperor was close to the stew pot, his nose was full of the unique taste of medicinal herbs, and then looking at Lian Yin's action of feeding him, a pair of eyebrows were already wrinkled, and his face was about to wrinkle into a bun again.

His expression was full of resistance.

He frowned not because of the smell of medicine, but because he didn't trust Lianyin and didn't know what she was going to drink for himself. He was afraid that what Lian Yin gave him to drink would not be poisonous.

Thinking so, he went to see King Huaiyang again, hoping that King Huaiyang would say something out loud.

But at such a time, he still trusted King Huaiyang more than Lianyin. Although the King of Huaiyang is very cold to himself, it is not good, but the King of Huaiyang is his imperial uncle.

And Lianyin is still a stranger who doesn't know where he came from.

But the little emperor was disappointed again.

King Huaiyang's eyes looked at the two of them, but he didn't mean to speak at all. Instead of preparing to speak, he looked curious about what she would feed herself.

Aren't you worried about this person poisoning himself at all? The little emperor thought sadly.

Lian Yin saw a series of expressions of the little emperor in her eyes, but she didn't show it at all, just continued to smile and said: "This taste is a little big, from tomorrow, I will come to stew it myself." Don't worry, my stew will be better than this. With that, she folded back the spoon that had been raised to the little emperor's mouth, fed herself first, and then scooped a new spoonful, and then handed it to the little emperor's mouth.

The little emperor watched her actions, listened to her words, had no idea for a while, opened his mouth, and drank the soup in the spoon.

Once the little emperor starts, it will be much easier to feed it next.

After a cup of soup was almost fed into the little emperor's stomach, the little emperor also hiccuped at the right time, and Lian Yin's eyebrows and eyes were suddenly bent.

The little emperor was also embarrassed to get up, but he had to hold back the embarrassment, deliberately keeping a straight face, and his expression was weird and awkward.

Lian Yin didn't forget to wipe the little emperor's mouth, and then he picked up the empty bowl and re-faced the King of Huaiyang, who had been watching them.

He remained silent to his surprise, but she also understood a little about today's temptation.

Lianyin came suddenly, and it went fast.

After the others left, the little emperor immediately ran back to the bookcase very familiarly, picked up the notebook again, and waited with his eyes and nose and nose, not daring to look at the king of Huaiyang.

The king of Huaiyang also buried himself in the recital again, took a pen and wrote a passage, and then gave the recital to the little emperor, and said to him: "Take a good look at the content of the recital, and then think about whether your opinion is the same as mine." ”

The little emperor didn't dare to say much, so he hurriedly read the notebook.

After King Huaiyang annotated this notebook, he didn't plan to continue reading the next one for a while, so he simply leaned back in his chair and let his thoughts spread.

Although Lian Yin had already left, and the cup of tonic soup had already entered the little emperor's stomach, the aroma wafting in the room had not completely dissipated, and a light sniff was full of medicinal fragrance.

I don't know why, King Huaiyang suddenly thought of what Lian Yin said to the little emperor, she wanted to personally stew tonic for the little emperor.

She is a girl from a family, is she still well versed in cooking? He didn't believe it.

He couldn't help but exclaim, "Was that soup delicious just now?" ”

The little emperor didn't react at first, but after a while, he realized that King Huaiyang was asking himself. But the little emperor didn't know why he asked, let alone what kind of answer he wanted to hear.

After panicking for a while, he could only say, "It's okay." ”

"Hmm." King Huaiyang replied casually, and there was nothing else to say.

The little emperor was young, and he didn't think much about it, but he was panicked for a while, and then he immersed himself in the long and boring notebook.

Then the next day, Lian Yin arrived at the Zichen Hall at the same time and sent a cup of stew to the little emperor.

This time, the aroma is stronger than yesterday's, and the smell of medicine is just vague.

After Lian Yin left, King Huaiyang asked again: "Is today's stew delicious?" ”

The little emperor still didn't know why he asked, but after thinking about it, the little emperor nodded, "It's better than yesterday." "It's so much better.

King Huaiyang let out an "oh" and was silent again.