After that day, Wen Qingwu rarely stepped out of the door of Dafu Palace. She rarely even stepped out of her house.

hasn't figured out the current situation and the harem yet, and she avoids going out and encountering anything else. It's not always good to have too much to do.

Whoever let this original body have too much hatred, let her go out for a walk in the yard will run into trouble.

During this period, she only asked Liu Ye to take some broken silver and went to the Xi Guanju Bureau to get some herbs she wanted.

Just stay in the house all day long for the sake of recuperation. Tinkering with herbs in the house all day.

Occasionally, I asked Liu Ye about the current situation. For Liu Ye, who was sent to the palace as a-clothed maid since he was a child, he knows too little and too little. Even the court still has many places that have not been set foot. The farthest is the capital hall next to the Zichen Palace.

Seriously, I don't know more about Wen Qingwu.

"What are the talented people doing?" Wen Qingwu leaned back on the Taishi chair in the room, squinting at the increasingly prosperous summer light outside.

She was a little weak.

Why? I haven't had enough to eat.

Liu Ye lay next to Wen Qingwu and shook the fan: "I don't know." I don't seem to have seen any talented people in the past few days. Saying that, he stopped the fan and looked at Wen Qingwu: "Why don't you go and ask Yanfu?" ”

There are two servants in Wen Qingwu's house, one willow leaf and one Yanfu.

Liu Ye was in the shade of the house at this time, but Yanfu's father-in-law was guarding the door outside.

Liu Ye didn't understand how the father-in-law, who was a good personal servant, was always entangled by talented people to guard the door outside in the sun.

"Yanfu?" Wen Qingwu moved his body: "You go and see if he is there." ”

"Aren't you guarding the door outside?" How could it not be? Liu Ye strangely put down the fan in his hand. glanced at Wen Qingwu, who didn't speak, got up and walked out of the door. He looked over the threshold, and then turned out.

After a while, he came back to look at Wen Qingwu with an excited and happy look in his eyes: "Yanfu is really not here!" Talented people are so smart! ”

Wen Qingwu closed his eyes and sighed.

"Cairen, how do you know?" Liu Ye came over again, knelt in front of Wen Qingwu and wanted to pinch her leg with a smile on her face.

The soft little fingers touched the legs, and Wen Qingwu, who was sitting on the Taishi chair, opened his eyes suddenly, and shrank back as if he had been burned to avoid Liu Ye's hand: "What are you doing?" Her eyes sank.

"Huh? The slave just wants to pinch your legs......" Liu Ye wondered. I thought that it would be uncomfortable for talented people to sit in this position all the time, so I pressed it: "What's wrong with talented people?" Liu Ye felt that he was sitting on the wrong side of something. He knelt up straight and rubbed his little fingers nervously.

Wen Qingwu cleared her throat. changed his upright sitting posture: "General, I saw Yanfu run away." ”

Liu Ye raised her head and looked at Wen Qingwu blankly for a moment, and then suddenly someone was answering her words.

The worried face suddenly brightened: "Why didn't the slave see it?" ”

"Because he's a cat walking on his waist." Wen Qingwu quietly pushed away the willow leaves that were kneeling in front of him and approaching very closely.

"If the cat is waisted, how do you see it?" Liu Ye followed Wen Qingwu's movements, knelt down, and stepped aside to pick up the fan.

Wen Qingwu was silent for a moment. Turning his head to look at the willow leaves.

Liu Ye is a little palace maid, only about eight or nine years old. Bodies that are shorter than their peers look smaller than their real age. At this time, she sat beside her, her two big watery eyes like grapes stained with dewdrops. It's like a puddle of clear water.

Clear and simple, without the slightest impurities.

It was these eyes that were looking at themselves fixedly at the moment, with great curiosity and excitement.

"Because, when he walks with his waist bent, his waist is not bent low enough. A head leaked from the window paper. Wen Qingwu said softly: "I happened to see it." ”

"The top of the head is exposed...... Liu Ye said, staring at Wen Qingwu with big eyes: "But why didn't I see it?" ”

Wen Qingwu looked at the willow leaves and looked helplessly at the sky outside. Turning his head: "It's probably time to meet you napping." ”

Liu Ye blushed and glanced timidly. found that his own talent did not want to punish her, so he was relieved. It was hot and stuffy, and she did take a nap. Just for a moment.

No, I just nodded my head.

Obviously, people were also taking a nap with their eyes closed. How was it discovered? Liu Ye looked at Wen Qingwu magically while fanning the fan.

When Yanfu appeared in front of him, he came in with lunch.

As always, it was cold porridge and rancid sauerkraut. Now even the rotten leaves on the porridge are gone.

I also have to lose the rotten leaves.

"Why are these again!" Liu Ye looked at the lunch brought in by Yanfu, and threw the fan in his hand angrily: "How dare these dog slaves be so talented!" ”

A few days ago, Wen Qingwu had been eating, and the leftover snacks in the house were spending. In this weather, no matter how bad a little bit is, it's bad. The dining room seems to have figured out Wen Qingwu's changed personality and knows her temper that is not noisy or noisy now. I don't even give snacks.

Wen Qingwu sat at the table and picked up the white porridge.

Luckily, there are no rotten leaves today. When the porridge came to his mouth, Wen Qingwu paused, lowered his eyes and looked at the porridge in the white glazed porcelain bowl. Light and tasteless. It seems to be only a few grains of rice.

But the faint, seeming smell of grass from the tip of his nose, let Wen Qingwu know that there is not only rice in this bowl of porridge.

There are also neighbor flowers.

This stunned was only for a short moment. Yanfu's back was covered with a layer of sweat.

The next moment, watching Wen Qingwu drink the porridge, he heard his own relieved voice. After being relieved, I immediately became nervous again.

After taking two sips, Wen Qingwu put down the bowl with more than half of the porridge left, Wen Qingwu pinched the handkerchief and pressed his lips with a little rice soup.

"Talent available, okay?" Yanfu asked softly.

"Father-in-law Yanfu might go and bring another bowl?" Wen Qingwu asked.

Yan Fu was stunned. I want to say no. Where is the dining room so easy to eat.

"Can my father-in-law do it?" Wen Qingwu said.

Watching Yanfu walk out, Wen Qingwu walked to the bottom of the bed and took out the bowl that had been prepared earlier and poured the porridge into it.

"What is this?" Liu Ye was puzzled.

Wen Qingwu gestured to her and silenced her.

Although he didn't know what his talent was going to do, Liu Ye obediently turned around and didn't ask more.

Soon Yanfu brought a bowl of white porridge. glanced at the bowl that Wen Qingwu had already drunk.

"There are no rotten vegetable leaves today, and the porridge has not gone bad." Wen Qingwu finished drinking a new bowl of porridge and looked at Yanfu: "Which cook did you go to get lunch?" ”

"Which one else, it's the chef Liu on weekdays." Yanfu watched Wen Qingwu finish using it, so he stepped forward and began to clean it up.

"This Chef Liu is weird today." Wen Qingwu's eyes fell on Yanfu of the closing place: "You didn't add rotten vegetable leaves to disgust me." ”

In order to keep the food in the mouth clean, the palace dining room is particularly strictly controlled. You can't even have bad vegetables, for fear of spreading some disease. It's not easy to find bad pickles and rotten leaf porridge in the dining room.

Yanfu didn't answer. Liu Ye couldn't help it.

"The snacks are gone, and she can't eat them if she still delivers! Talented people are starving to death! Thinking about today's meal for his own talents, Liu Ye stomped his feet angrily.

Wen Qingwu turned his head, looked at Liu Ye, his eyes were gentle, and said, "Don't worry, you can't starve to death." ”

"You said yes, Yanfu?" Wen Qingwu said, and suddenly turned his head to look at Yanfu, who had already picked up the plate and was about to withdraw.

"That's what the talent said." Yanfu lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly. But his body tensed.

"Father-in-law is going to meet someone."

Yanfu's heart was cold when he heard this, and the plate he was holding in his hand was soft. Porcelain tiles shattered to the ground.