"Your Majesty, Niangniang, the ice porridge is here." Ah Chun walked in cautiously with the tray, but saw the stalemate between Du Zhuhe and Chen Hao'er. "Yes... I'm sorry... I... I didn't see anything! Ah Chun shuddered and ran out, ran two steps, turned back and put the ice porridge on the table, and quickly slipped out.

"Do the palace maids in your palace not understand the rules so much?" Du Zhenhe pulled back and looked at the ice porridge on the table. "What is this ice porridge? Why has the widow never eaten it? Chen Hao'er walked around from the other end and sat down at the table with a flattering face, "Your Majesty, this is me... This is the evolved version of the ice porridge researched by the concubine, which has been improved and processed on the basis of the previous ice porridge, the previous ice porridge tasted too bland, and now I have added some more fruit and some milk, mixed together, the taste is better, why don't you come and taste it first. Chen took out a bowl from the tray and placed it in front of another position. Du Zhenhe smiled, "It's okay." There are some things that are convenient to do when you are full. The spoon that Chen Hao'er had just picked up fell back again, "Ahem, cough..."

Du Zhenhe smiled and looked at Chen Feng'er, whose face was flushed, "I saw that you ran very fast just now, what's the matter, the injury on your leg will be healed in a few hours?" "Chen Hao'er was shocked, it's over, these are going to blame me for bullying the king, and I'm going to be guilty again, help." Your Majesty, the concubine's leg injury is not healed, it's just, it hurts... The pain was numb, so I ran all of a sudden and didn't feel it...""Oh, that's it. Du Zhenhe picked up the spoon and took a sip of ice porridge, "It tastes good." Later, the widow will examine your leg injury himself. What is this purple and yellow thing, it's quite delicious. "Chen Hao'er is already panicking in her heart, she doesn't know if the moody person in front of her will condemn her again in the next second, she just wants to live a good life at the moment." This one is taro balls, the emperor, the yellow one is made of pumpkin, and the purple one is made of purple potato. "It tastes good." "Thank you. Emperor Xie praised. ”

The scene was cold again for a moment. Du Zhenhe lowered his head and concentrated on eating ice porridge, and no longer talked to Chen Hao'er. Chen Hao'er took a small sip, in fact, he was nervous and didn't eat any taste, squinted his eyes and peeked at Du Zhenhe, he didn't look like he was looking for trouble, but he looked good-looking, and now he was drinking porridge obediently, like a child, people who didn't know saw this scene and thought that he had a pure temperament. "Are widows good-looking?" Du Zhenhe, who lowered his head, suddenly spoke. The frightened Chen Feng'er choked on a mouthful of taro balls in her throat, "Ahem, cough, cough... cough cough cough...."Du Zhenhe was not annoyed, he just looked at Chen Hao'er like a joke, "In the future, you don't have to hide, you are a woman." "Yes..."Chen Hao'er stared at the ice porridge in front of her, her face had changed from pink to red.

"The widow is full, what about you?" Du Zhenhe put down the spoon in his hand, sat up straight, and looked at Chen Hao'er. "Concubine..."Du Zhenhe's gaze fell on Chen Hao'er's barely moving ice porridge, "It seems that Concubine Ai doesn't want to eat it very much." "Concubine...""It's better not to eat first, the widow is a little sleepy, come and wait for the widow to sleep." With that, Du Zhenhe straightened up and walked into the inner hall by himself. Leaving Chen Hao'er alone and staying in place.

Isn't there something wrong with this person, are the ancient emperors so domineering? What does it mean to serve him to sleep? Why didn't he put me to bed? What the? Wrong! What is it that I don't want to hand over such a big event in my life casually! I don't even know him, but what now, I'm afraid that he will suddenly condemn me again, I really just want to live well... Why is it so hard?

"What are you doing? Why can't you pay it back? The voice of Du Zhenhe came from inside. Yes! Emperor! I'm coming, I'm coming, my leg hurts, I'm walking slowly! Chen Hao'er hurriedly got up and slowly moved towards the inner hall. Du Zhenhe walked out in his underwear, leaned aside and watched Chen Feng'er frown, moving forward little by little.

"Ahh What are you doing! Chen Hao'er was suddenly hugged by the oncoming Du Zhenhe, "I really didn't expect you to be so heavy?" A voice above her head came into Chen Hao'er's ears in a low voice. I... I'm not heavy—" Chen Hao'er muttered in a low voice.

When he arrived at the bedside, Du Zhenhe gently put Chen Hao'er down. "Sit down, I'll see if your leg hurts." As he spoke, Du Zhenhe was about to tease Chen Hao'er's skirt. "Hooligans!" Chen Hao'er subconsciously dodged. "What do you call a widow?" Du Zhenhe half-squatted on the side of the bed and squinted at Chen Hao'er. "I... I'm talking about a modal word. "Then let the widow see your injuries, what are you afraid of." Chen Feng'er felt a chord in her heart, anyway, when she used to wear short skirts and shorts, her legs were exposed, but now when she looks at her calves, I don't have to be embarrassed, he wants to see it, so I will show him it. Chen Hao'er nodded silently, lifted the hem of her skirt, and exposed her calves. Du Zhenhe Yin was a little surprised by Chen Hao'er's active behavior, looked at her and raised his eyebrows, and lowered his head to look at her injury.

"Heh, you fell?" Du Zhenhe let out a sneer. Chen Hao'er hurriedly looked down at her calf.

Damn, I smudged my makeup, I forgot that the skirt was too thick, and I actually covered the wounds of the painting. It's a dead deal.

"Ahh Emperor... I—" Chen stammered as she searched for words in her head. Du Zhenhe wiped Chen Hao'er's smudged calf with his hand, "You are smart and yin, and you can use rouge and dai." "I..." "You're afraid of me?" "Isn't it...""Don't want to sleep?" "I..." Chen Hao'er closed her eyes and nodded ruthlessly. Die and die, keep your innocence first. Chen Hao'er closed her eyes and waited for Du Zhenhe to say that she would be condemned. Unexpectedly, I heard a laugh. Chen Hao'er carefully opened his eyes and looked at Du Zhenhe in front of him, he had already gotten up and sat on the edge of the bed, and he was looking down and smiling. Chen Hao'er asked curiously, "Your Majesty, what are you laughing at?" Du Zhenhe coughed, his expression was serious, and he turned his head to Chen Hao'er and said, "Bold," and then couldn't help but smile, "How did Aunt Feng be deceived by you." Do you know that Aunt Feng is the most difficult person in the palace to deal with. "Although it's a little difficult, I was deceived all of a sudden, and it didn't take much effort... Is Aunt Feng that scary? "Well, it's terrible, more terrible than a widow." Du Zhenhe said with a smile, for some reason, it seemed difficult to get angry with the person in front of him. "The emperor is not terrible..."Chen Hao'er grinned.

"It's not too early, it's going to be early on a cloudy day, the widow is going to bed, concubine, do you change your clothes yourself or the widow will help you." "I... I'll do it myself! Chen Hao'er quickly thought of countermeasures in her heart, and slowly untied her clothes and belts. When Chen Feng'er went to extinguish the candlelight in the inner hall and returned to the bed, about to confess to Du Zhenhe that she didn't want to sacrifice herself so casually, she actually heard a slight snoring.

This... Is this asleep? The surprise came too suddenly, and Chen Hao'er quietly approached Du Zhenhe's face. I did fall asleep, I looked very tired, and I don't know how long I hadn't had a good rest, and the dark circles under my eyes were so heavy. Taking advantage of the moonlight thrown in from the window, Chen Feng'er carefully looked at Du Zhenhe's face, he had long eyelashes when he was asleep, hanging down, fluffy, like a child. The corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, as if he had a lot of troubles. He must have had a hard time. Chen Hao'er quietly looked at the sleeping Du Zhenhe.

In the early morning of the second day, Chen Hao'er woke up and found that her surroundings were empty, as if no one had come. When did you fall asleep and how did you get to bed? Chen Feng'er rubbed her eyes in confusion.

After Du Zhenhe came to Qifeng Hall to sleep that night. actually came to sleep here on time every night, but he just teased Chen Hao'er verbally, but in fact, he didn't do anything out of bounds, just slept next to Chen Hao'er. Although Chen Hao'er hinted to Du Zhenhe repeatedly that he slept here and squeezed her, Du Zhenhe still came to sleep on time every day as if he couldn't hear it. Finally one day, Chen Hao'er couldn't help it, "Your Majesty, why do you come to sleep with your concubines every night, isn't your own dragon bed uncomfortable?" ”

Du Zhenhe lay down, covered the quilt, closed his eyes obediently, and ignored Chen Hao'er. When Chen Hao'er rolled her eyes and was about to go to sleep in the outer hall with the quilt, Du Zhenhe spoke.

"I always don't sleep well. But sleep next to you, very steady. ”