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Twenty-seven took the breakfast from Sangzhu's hand and looked in the direction of the dormitory, and no one dared to step into it again at this moment. The lingering ambiguity between Bao Xi and the king filled the entire Qiongtai Palace, and the whole face of the people was overflowing red, and the intermittent gasps and hysterical groans were undisguised.

Twenty-seven pushed the breakfast box into Sangzhu's hand again, "I'm afraid I have to change lunch." ”

Sangzhu pinched the lunch box, her hands were clenched tightly, her face was a little pale, she kept taking a deep breath to try to suppress her emotions, she was still smiling reluctantly, but she didn't smile well, Twenty-seven carefully looked at Sangzhu, and asked, "Sister Sangzhu, are you not feeling well?" ”

"No," Sangzhu replied immediately, a little louder.

Twenty-seven was taken aback by Sangzhu's tone, and looked her up and down, "Niangniang's health has been poor in the past two days, and she needs to eat some light tonics, so I might as well go to the dining room with you and give advice." ”

"I'll just take the talk," Sangzhu said.

"You don't know Niangniang's taste," Twenty-seven waved his hand, and before Sangzhu could say anything more, he had already stepped out, walked on the road and turned his head and asked, "Sister Sangzhu used to be the maidservant of Uncle Zheng's family?" ”

"Yes!" Sangzhu said in response, not in the mood to pick up Twenty-seven's words.

"Doctor Zheng, are you familiar with Zheng Boyou?" Twenty-seven asked, her face crimson.

"What's wrong?" Sangzhu looked at Twenty-Seven vigilantly.

"I had a meeting with Dr. Zheng a few days ago, Dr. Zheng is gentle and elegant, he must be a humble gentleman, right?" Twenty-seven asked in a sharp voice, waiting expectantly for Sang Zhu to remove the veil on Zheng Boyou's face for himself.

"Yes!" Sangzhu nodded.

"I heard that Dr. Zheng is the sect master of the Zheng family, why would he have nothing to do in the pickaxe capital?" Twenty-seven's words were very much like talking to himself, and he was shaking his head and was very puzzled.

"Since Mrs. Zheng was favored, the king has ordered his son to enter Beijing, but he has not entrusted him with important tasks, so even Mrs. Zheng can't guess what happened." Sang Zhu shook his head, almost no one looked at Ji Gongyan's move, Twenty-seven rolled his eyes and immediately asked, "Doctor Zheng must be respected in Zheng Guo, right?" ”

"Yes!" Sangzhu nodded, "A year or two before Zheng Guo, he was deeply affected by drought and the people were miserable. Speaking of these, Sangzhu is like a treasure, and the pride on his face is self-evident. Seeing this, Twenty-seven hugged Sang Zhuyang and told her a lot of stories about Zheng Boyou, this person's personality came and went, and she also touched a seven-seven-eighty-eight, and she also had an outline in her heart about how to reply to her own young lady.

In the dining room, Twenty-Seven stood on top of the case and looked at the chef in the dining room, telling the lunch to be light, not greasy, and able to tonify, which made the chef embarrassed, and it was not good to look at Twenty-seven, and now everyone knows that Bao Xi is favored, and no one dares to refute Twenty-seven directly, so he has to respond patiently to her request.

"In the past two days, the palace has been quiet and unusual." Twenty-seven looked at the chef and asked, sitting on the pier in front of the table, examining the ingredients that the chef had selected.

"You still don't know what's going on?" The chef asked.

"What could be a big deal?" Twenty-seven raised his eyebrows and said, "The king is in the Qiongtai Hall every day, what can be bigger than the king in this palace!" There was an irritating arrogance in the middle of these words, so the chef glanced at Twenty-seven, and said coldly, "Dazai-sama of Dazaigu went the night before yesterday. ”

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