Chapter Seventy-Five: Master Rabbit

"Right away... Finish. Yuehua was urged, stumbled in response, and hurriedly tied the skirt.

Mo Guhan turned around and glanced at her, then he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his lips, his eyes wandered, and he coughed lightly.

Yuehua lowered her head left and right to check her dress, although it was messy, but she didn't find anything wrong with Zhang Guanli, and when she mentioned the skirt, she found that she forgot to wear Luo socks and shoes, and the two glossy jade shoots were hanging there.

She was so embarrassed by her embarrassment that she threw herself headlong into the crack in the stone and never came out again.

Mo Guhan's rare good temper forced a smile: "Don't you feel cold on the ground?" ”

"It's fine."

Yuehua felt relieved at this time, laughed out loud, looked left and right, found his embroidered shoes, walked over generously, bent down suddenly, felt a pain in his waist, and couldn't help but hold his waist and frown.

Mo Guhan's face tightened, and he walked over without saying a word, and squatted down.

Yuehua was taken aback and retreated in a panic, but as soon as he copied it with his big hand, he held a jade foot in the palm of his hand.

"Your Majesty, by all means."

Yuehua is shy by nature, and when she grows up, she never needs to be served by others, and the first time she was caught by someone, she was the emperor again, and her heart was like a drum, and she seemed to jump out of her chest.

"Don't move," Mo Guhan scolded unhappily, full of impatience.

Yuehua really didn't dare to move.

"Hold on to my shoulders, or you deserve to fall."

Yuehua cautiously, tentatively, put her hand on his broad and solid shoulder, stabilizing her body, her palms sweaty, just like her heart gradually softening, dripping with spring rain.

Mo Guhan took out a handkerchief from his arms, wiped off the water droplets on her feet, put on Luo socks and embroidered shoes, and threw the handkerchief aside, his movements were extremely rude and impatient.

"What a hassle!"

He stood up, snorted unnaturally, and walked out of Lantangquan with his hands first, and his steps were a little flustered, as if he had fled.

Only then did Yuehua recover from her shock, her face was red, and she followed behind him with apprehension, and as soon as she went out, she felt a cold air, and she couldn't help but shrink her neck.

Mo Guhan turned around, glared at her angrily, took the fox fur cloak in Xiangshen's hand and wrapped her head: "I didn't dry my hair, so I ran out wet, don't you want to die?" ”

"My hair is too thick and doesn't dry out easily, so I can just go back and grill it over charcoal." Yuehua muttered a low sigh of explanation.

"Thick hair is a good thing, it means that you have strong blood and energy, but why are your hands always cold?" As Mo Guhan spoke, he took her hand hidden in his sleeve, secretly recalling the throbbing of his hand in the snow last time.

"The doctor said he was born with a cold body."

"Then I often come to bubble, and it's good for your back disease." Mo Guhan suddenly said loudly.

Yuehua was stunned for a moment and raised her head in shock.

Mo Guhan opened his gaze, and there was a little bit of confusion and awkwardness: "Xiangshen and I have already spoken." Ahem...... Tomorrow, I will send the imperial doctor to come and give you a good life, all of which will be conditioned and conditioned. ”

Yuehua's eyes flashed, and she suddenly felt that the man in front of her didn't seem to be as ruthless as he seemed on the surface, although his temper was awkward, his lips and tongue were poisonous and self-righteous, but there was also a little gratifying, and he couldn't say clearly.

She responded in a low voice: "Thank you, Your Majesty, the concubine is retiring." ”

Mo Guhan didn't say a word, picked her up and left, looking a little annoyed.

"Your Majesty, you don't ......"

"I'm hungry."

After being reminded by him, Yuehua felt hungry, and today he was so tossed, and by now, his chest had already been attached to his back.

"Hasn't the emperor eaten yet?"

Mo Guhan said "um", and Yuehua obediently followed behind him, no longer talking. Seeing that Mo Guhan's feet did not stop, he actually went straight to her Qingqiu Palace.

The entire Qingqiu Palace was boiling, and the palace eunuchs were hurriedly cooking tea and passing food, with excited smiles on their faces and raised their eyebrows. This is the first time that the emperor has stayed in the Qingqiu Palace, and everyone is running in and out happily, bringing the imperial food one by one, and then standing in the courtyard respectfully with his hands down, waiting for the dispatch.

The dish is naturally rare and hearty.

Yuehua Pingsu is a simple few side dishes, and it tastes sweet. Although there are people accompanying him today, he is worried, and he is a delicacy of the mountains and seas, and it tastes the same as chewing wax in his mouth.

Mo Guhan didn't talk much, he had an excellent appetite, and pointed to the orchid stewed fish maw: "This dish is quite fresh." ”

Yuehua took a bite and nodded, having a little taste.

Mo Guhan took another chopstick and put the winter bamboo shoots into Yuehua's bowl: "This is also the specialty dish of the imperial dining room." ”

Yuehua said "um" softly, chewing "squeak" in her mouth, which is really unique.

The palace people were all dismissed, and no one was serving soup in front of them. Yuehua wondered if she was too dull and should take the initiative to say something. is so restrained, in Mo Guhan's eyes, it is the real taste like chewing wax, and it feels tasteless.

She searched her intestines and scraped her stomach for a long time, and only started to help Mo Guhan fill a bowl of soup: "This tripe soup seems to have a little angelica and wolfberry added to it, but it does not have the taste of medicinal food, and it also covers up the original fishy smell, so it is best to drink in winter." ”

Mo Guhan suddenly stopped his chopsticks, stared at her and asked for no reason: "Do you know how to cook?" ”

Yuehua was stunned for a moment, and then she reacted, and shook her head embarrassedly, feeling embarrassed: "The concubine is clumsy, she doesn't know." ”

"Well, I won't."

Mo Guhan lowered his head to eat again, as if he took it for granted that he couldn't cook.

"But I'll be a rabbit!"

Yuehua was coaxed happy by his seemingly comforting words, and finally remembered that she was not useless, and muttered in a low voice.

"Master Rabbit?" Mo Guhan's body suddenly shook, and he raised his head to look at her: "What rabbit master?" ”

"It is the rabbit who pounds medicine in the Moon Palace, and during the Mid-Autumn Festival in the capital every year, there are many rabbit clay sculptures on the street, wearing colorful flower clothes, a cocked beard, a short tail, and a majestic style. I would use flour to steam the rabbit, red beans to make the filling, and then use the dyed paint to paint him with a pestle and flower clothes, but, to be honest, it was not very tasty, just a trick to coax the children. ”

Yuehua's eyes flickered, looking at Mo Gu and smiling.

There was a trace of eagerness in Mo Guhan's eyes: "I know that it is the kind of rabbit master who can get rid of all diseases and bless the people without illness and disaster." Even in the palace every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Empress Dowager will preside over the moon worship ceremony, but there is no rabbit you said. ”

Yuehua smiled: "I haven't done it for many years, I don't know if it's rusty?" ”

Mo Guhan put down the chopsticks in his hand, looked at Yuehua, and said seriously: "Have you ever seen a kind of rabbit master, with the general appearance you described, just riding a tiger, holding a ...... majestically"

Before he finished speaking, the curtain of the door was lifted, and the little eunuch Rong Xiang in front of him walked in, and greeted Mo Guhan and Yuehua before replying: "Your Majesty, the Queen Mother is invited." ”

Mo Guhan frowned slightly, obviously a little displeased: "It's so late, what else can happen?" ”

Rong Xiang lowered his head and said: "I heard that it is about Jun Jieyu." ”

Mo Guhan was silent, Yuehua stood up first, went to fetch the crane on the shelf, and said softly: "In such a hurry, it must be really important." It's just a pity that the meal hasn't been eaten yet, and the concubine ordered someone to send you some snacks later? ”

Mo Guhan shook his head, stood up helplessly, and stopped talking to Yuehua, and finally only said: "It's already seven or eight points full, just right, don't bother." ”

Yuehua smiled, stepped forward and waited for him to put on the crane.

Mo Guhan looked down at her, but still didn't forget to advise: "Tomorrow, I will send the imperial doctor to come over to give you diagnosis and treatment, you have a good rest, and I will come back to see you." ”

Yuehua nodded, sent him out of the palace, and saw his figure slowly disappearing, only then did he turn around and come back, full of spring breeze.

There was an irrepressible excitement in the Qingqiu Palace. Rao is Mo Guhan just stayed here for a meal, which also made them see hope, and whispered in a difficult way.

Mama Wei and Xiangshen stepped forward, their steps light and cheerful, and they said hello to Yuehua in unison.

Yuehua also felt that happiness came a little suddenly, and she was uneasy in her heart, and asked Mama Wei in a low voice: "Isn't it because the emperor reused his second uncle that he is so polite to me, right?" ”

Mama Wei said happily: "Niangniang, this is too worried." According to the old slave, I am afraid that the Empress Dowager and her old man will punish her mother today, and the emperor heard the wind and did not bear it. ”

After thinking about it, Yuehua still felt unsteady, Mo Guhan's thoughtful care for himself was a phantom that he couldn't grasp no matter what, and would slip away from his fingers at any time.

She was stunned for a moment, then turned around and asked Mama Wei: "Where are the rabbit embroideries that my mother painted for me when I was a child?" ”

Mama Wei was a little strange: "The Midyear Festival has long passed, why did Niangniang suddenly remember this?" ”

Yuehua smiled and didn't answer: "You just take it all out." ”

Mama Wei entered Yuehua's dormitory, and after a while, she took out a copy of "The Female Commandment" and held it to Yuehua: "It's all here." ”

Yuehua took it in her hand and opened the book, which contained all kinds of embroidery patterns and purse patterns cut out of white paper. She took out a colorful purse embroidery from inside, which was a majestic rabbit, wearing a tiger head hat, holding a medicine pestle, wearing fancy clothes, riding on a colorful tiger.

She looked at it for a long time, and solemnly handed it to Mama Wei: "Help me find brocade of this color and all kinds of embroidery threads, all matched." ”

Although Mama Wei felt inexplicable, she still did it and didn't ask any more.

Yuehua couldn't help but bend her eyebrows, and muttered to herself, "It turns out that it's really you." ”