The empress tasted the first bite of cake in her life.

Sweet, so sweet, so sweet that you lose your teeth.

She silently put down the spoon.

Then he reached for the lid of the food box, removed the lid, and brought the stack of spicy noodles in front of him to occupy it.

Xiao Xiao pretended not to see anything.

An emperor who likes to eat spicy strips...... Simply so!

She set her sights on the other two, trying to find fulfillment in them.

Shen Hua and Grandpa An's tastes are obviously not as unique as Ji Zhuo, and their senses of the cake are good, Xiao Xiao is satisfied.

Shen Hua likes sweetness, obviously.

He tentatively took a small bite, and the sweet but not greasy taste overflowed his mouth, although the liking in his heart was not obvious, his expression still changed slightly.

The slightly cold brows softened.

His movements were unhurried and still elegant, but he never stopped, taking small bites of cake into his mouth.

Before he knew it, Shen Hua had finished the last bite.

Then I was a little ashamed to find that I was the first to finish eating, which was a little embarrassing.

Just when he didn't know what to do, a hand as white as cold jade stretched out next to him, holding a plate of cake and placing it in front of him.

Shen Hua was stunned, and cautiously turned his head to look at her expression.

Ji Zhuo chewed on the spicy strip and glanced at him.

I really don't understand why anyone likes to eat this kind of food, so sweet that it melts the tongue.

She looked at the spicy strips in front of her.

Well, that's what people eat.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

He whispered, his voice very soft and calm, but it was calm that tried his best to restrain his trembling and pretence.

A small piece of the cake in front of him was dug up, Shen Hua lowered his eyes and looked at it, took a spoon and dug a small piece, and put it in his mouth.

Sweet to the bottom of my heart, the tip of my heart trembles.

He suddenly felt that this pastry was a little astringent, and he felt a little inexplicably aggrieved in his heart, and he wanted to ask her-

Your Majesty is so good, why don't you like it?

The empress seems to be cold, but she is not stingy to give others some good.

Shen Hua indulged in the little kindness she gave casually.

Obsessed and unable to extricate himself.

It's obvious that she is too sultry, how can you blame him for being moved?

Father-in-law An and Xiao Yuchu lowered their heads to eat, looked at their noses and eyes, pretended not to see anything, and wanted to escape from this scene of killing dogs.

After eating, it was time to apply.

Xiao Xiao left with the empty food box, walked to the corner of the palace wall, saw the green willow branches overhead, and suddenly remembered something.

She forgot to make a small report!

Forget it, when you're so happy, why can't you think about thinking about that neurosis, it's too much to affect your mood, I'll talk about it next time.

Poor persimmon is still daydreaming of relying on his little wife to blow the "dinner table wind......

—

The imperial doctor's diagnosis of the empress is obviously not a big problem.

The empress soon appeared in front of the ministers alive again, some rejoicing and some disappointed.

Except for the occasional excerpt advising Ji Zhuo to "take care of the dragon body", and then being criticized for "wasting pen and ink", there is nothing else abnormal.

Everything is back on track.

It's just that sometimes in the early dynasties, the empress would be as "unwell as the dragon" at the banquet, and the imperial doctor's diagnosis was "overwork".

The unknown minister admired and moved very much, and felt that the empress was really a diligent and loving man, and a wise man who was well-dressed and fed!

By mistake, he became Mingjun's concubine, but what he was thinking about was-

After killing a group of ministers, who will fill the vacancy?

"Stop grinding, read a book."

Ji Zhuo glanced at Shen Hua, who was grinding ink, threw a book into his arms, and drove him to the side to "study".

Shen Hua is the country's future reserve army of high-quality and cheap labor.

Shen Hua caught the book, a little crying and laughing, but he still sat obediently and read it.

The top ten in the spring season is not so easy to win.

For various reasons, he delayed his studies, and his foundation was a little unreliable, and now it is less than a month away from the spring festival.

He was so hard, painful and happy.

"If you don't understand, just ask."

Ji Zhuo made the folds at high speed, and did not forget to remind Shen Hua.

The slice is a rebel and a princess of a country.

Ji Zhuo reluctantly opened the sliced memory and looked at it, and found that there was still something in his head.

Besides, she attaches more importance to this spring festival and is the main contributor.

What is the test, does anyone know better than her?

Shen Hua guarantees that he can meet the standard on the premise.

It's not impossible to "mention" it.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Shen Huawen complied and devoted his attention to the book in his hand.

The light in the imperial study was very soft, fainting on his moonlit robe, circulating on the silver flowing cloud pattern, clean and cold like a fairy.

He looked at it seriously, and the soft light hit the tip of his brow.

It's so beautiful that you don't know it.

Ji Zhuo looked at him, something seemed to flash in his mind, and a strong sense of familiarity came out again.

But the scene flashed so fast that she couldn't catch it.

I vaguely remember that someone in white clothes is better than snow, with a temperament like a fairy, standing under the scorching peach blossoms with a smile.

The falling flowers are colorful, just like the people in the painting.

—

As spring approaches.

The empress's "dragon body discomfort" is becoming more and more frequent.

The imperial doctor also found out that something was wrong, but the repeated diagnoses were the same result, and he could only watch the empress's body deteriorate.

The Tai Hospital trembled, and the civil and military people of the Manchu Dynasty were panicked.

In the early dynasties, seeing the empress sitting on the dragon chair, the ministers' hearts were all carried.

always felt that the empress would faint in the next moment, and this kind of thing was not the first time it happened, and every time the people in the palace turned their backs.

The atmosphere in the court is becoming more and more tense, especially today.

"Bang!"

A stack of folded letters was swept away and scattered all over the ground.

The hearts of the ministers tightened and trembled.

The empress's face was so dark that no one dared to look up at her, only to hear her sound mixed with ice slag resounding through the hall, making everyone feel like they were in winter.

"Do you think I'm going to die......

"The ministers are terrified—"

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty all knelt on the ground, and some people were already so frightened that their faces turned pale, trembling and almost fainting.

"Hey, I see that you are wishing that I would sail back to the west so that I can make room for you!" The empress's tone was sarcastic, cold to the bone.

"Before I died, you dared to plot a rebellion......"

She got up, walked from the top of the high steps, and walked in front of the ministers step by step, the gold-patterned imperial crown dress was majestic and cold, and slid through the stairs with her steps.

Rebel?!

The ministers were horrified.

"Yu Aiqing," the empress stopped in front of Mrs. Yu, her body was almost frozen by the cold air, "You explain to me, what are you going to do when you form a party for personal gain, recruit troops?" ”

Mrs. Yu knelt on the ground and did not answer.

The Manchu Dynasty's civil and military hearts were shocked, and Mrs. Yu wanted to rebel? !

was also caught by the empress?!

"Your Majesty, there must be a misunderstanding among them, Mrs. Yu is dedicated to the country, exhausted, and has a clean breeze on his sleeves, how could he commit such a big crime......" Some courtiers refuted and pleaded.

The Empress ignored them, and there was silence in the hall.

The spring outside the hall is bright, and the inside of the hall is also illuminated, and the sky light that should be warm seems to have condensed into ice because of the coldness on the empress's body.

The air in the hall was stagnant, and everyone was walking on thin ice.