The wind swirled in the narrow alleyways with fine snow, and the snow particles accumulated in the unnoticed corners, first filling the corners with a layer of silver frost.

Zhao Surui "snapped" and hit Shen Shiqing's hand.

"Don't use it...... Mess around."

He Emperor Zhaode is not a person who will touch a woman, especially Shen Sanrui's body!

Shen Shiqing looked at the hand that belonged to the man: "I didn't mean to, it's just, why is there an extra circle of meat on my waist?"

It's not soft fat, but a firm circle of meat.

Zhao Surui proudly patted the belly that now belonged to him.

"This is what I really ate and practiced, and I will be fatter in the future, what, are you afraid?"

He has never forgotten the "Hongdae Great Cause" of fattening Shen San's waste.

Seeing Zhao Surui smug and rampant in his body, Shen Shiqing looked away and couldn't help but smile and said:

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid, if Shen Shiqing can become a wrestler who can carry the top in the future, I'm afraid I can be so scared that I can't sleep at night."

Zhao Surui took a step back and looked at her:

"What are you laughing at?"

Shen Shiqing looked at him again, and after a while, she said slowly:

"Probably, I'm afraid of being extremely afraid, so I show a flattering smile."

Zhao Surui: ......

Hmph, it's still the sinister and cunning Shen Sanfu who hides a knife in his sinister and cunning smile!

The tears just now must have been her deliberately making a way to hurt the emperor's prestige to tease him!

Around the two of them, the four rats and a few guards lowered their heads and pretended to be dead, Ah Chi and Pei Feng looked at the sky and the snow, but they didn't dare to look at these two people.

His Majesty has a private meeting with his courtiers.

The girl was bewitched by beauty.

Can't hear or see.

Whew——! It's all sweet talk.

Shen Shiqing didn't know that what she said was regarded as unorthodox sweet words, and knowing that Zhao Surui wanted to go out to buy something, she also had some interest in wandering around the street.

The two sat in a carriage together, but they did not reach the Gulou Street at the back of the imperial city, but approached the front street of Guanyin Temple.

Compared with the gorgeous costumes and dignitaries on the Gulou Street, the front street of Guanyin Temple is more ordinary people wearing cotton clothes and linen shoes, and what is sold is no longer a rare treasure of southern goods, but the most ordinary daily use.

Although Zhao Surui is dressed as a man and is still wearing a white coat, in the end, people can still see that he is a girl's family, especially since he has eaten a lot of fish and meat these days, and he has exercised every day, nourished enough qi and blood, and walked on the road with a smile, so that people can see that he is a girl with red lips and white teeth and a little coquettish.

Shen Shiqing walked beside him, and did not speak, except for occasionally telling him not to be bumped into by the passing board cars.

These days, she has a very hard life every day, and the matter of checking the accounts of the Taifu Temple has involved Yong Yibo, who has held a real position in the court, so the old relatives are all over the government and the opposition, and the resistance encountered in the inventory of the Taifu Temple is getting bigger and bigger.

The holy decree to recall Chu Jiyuan and others is still on the way, Ming Ruoshui is still in Zhili to check the accounts, Li Congyuan is lacking in skills, and there is still no one available in the court for a while.

As for the matter of the female official, today can provoke the eldest princess of Yueqing to take the initiative to stand up and use her to deter the hundred officials from contacting the clan relatives to fight against the queen mother, and Shen Shiqing herself can breathe a sigh of relief for the time being. ….

The four rats, Pei Feng and the others were left behind by the two of them, and there was only a noisy Zhao Surui beside him, but Shen Shiqing felt that he was much more relaxed.

She and Zhao Surui definitely can't be called a harmonious relationship, and they should even be said to be mortal enemies to this day, but both of them know each other's true identity and purpose, at least in her eyes, Zhao Surui is Zhao Surui, not Shen Shiqing, who is working hard to gain weight, and Shen Shiqing is also Shen Shiqing in Zhao Surui's eyes, not Zhao Surui, who is becoming more and more scheming and unpredictable.

The person who knows himself best in the world is a person who will kill him at any time.

It is precisely for such a person that he can have no scruples.

This is probably more mysterious and weird than the two of them swapping bodies.

"Shen Sanru! Do you know what it is?

Isn't it?"

Looking at the flat-bottomed copper spoon-like thing in Zhao Surui's hand, Shen Shiqing said: "This is probably an iron, you can use it by putting hot charcoal in the bucket, but you have to be careful when using it, such a size can be used for incense, ironing paper, and whole books, and the one they commonly use is larger, the handle is shorter, and it can also be used to warm wine."

The vendor on the side smiled: "Lang Jun is richly dressed, and the family must be thick-soled, and the price of such gold and expensive things is much more expensive."

Knowing that Shen Sanru was not stumped, Zhao Surui put the iron back on the stall.

But he pouted at Shen Shiqing: "Take out the money."

Shen Shiqing was puzzled: "Are you going to buy it?"

"If you don't buy it, you will give money, you use my money, and I will spend it as I say."

Seeing that Zhao Surui was so cheating like this, Shen Shiqing shook his head helplessly, and took out a silver melon seed of three coins from his purse:

"I'm tired of the shopkeeper to solve his doubts."

"You can't do it!" The peddler didn't dare to take the money easily, and he was afraid of the two of them, so he was able to accept the money, and thanked him repeatedly, and when the two walked over, he immediately began to pack his things and prepare to go home, with such a windfall, he could just bring an extra knife of meat back to have a hot meal with his family.

Zhao Surui strode ahead, and saw a stall selling embroidery again.

The owner of the stall was an old woman of forty or fifty years old, and it was snowing, and she was standing in front of the stall, still embroidering the pattern of the magpie climbing the branch with a needle, her hands were red from the cold, and there was snow on her shoulders.

After stopping to look at the really rough embroidery pieces for a while, Zhao Surui said:

"Old man, you can't sell these embroidery pieces, why don't you make yourself a glove or sleeve cage out of fabric first?"

The old woman broke an embroidery thread with her teeth, and said with some sneer, "The cloth is to be sold for money to buy food, and you cannot use it yourself."

Shen Shiqing, who was standing beside Zhao Surui, felt something:

"Those who are all over the world are not silkworm breeders. It is not uncommon for charcoal sellers to freeze to death in cold nights, and for cultivators to starve to death in their fields."

Turning his head and glancing at Shen Sanrui, Zhao Surui sneered:

"Okay, I can be regarded as allowing you to teach me a lesson according to the opportunity."

"Don't dare." Shen Shiqing smiled and took a few embroidery pieces from the old woman's shelf, "I'm obviously introspecting."

Shen Sanwaste! She's in the shade again! Yang! Blame! Gas!

Zhao Surui was angry, pointed to the embroidery piece picked by Shen Shiqing and said:

"This cat isn't pretty! Give me the goldfish!" ….

Shen Shiqing was stunned, tilted his head slightly, and said in Zhao Surui's ear, "Your Majesty, this is a tiger."

Zhao Surui can't turn into a tiger now and bite Shen Sanru to death on the spot!

He stood on tiptoe and snatched the embroidery sheet:

"Tiger, how I don't know! Hum! Dig out the money!"

The wise and martial Emperor Zhaode didn't know that he was more than ten steps away, and the four rat eunuchs he trusted very much silently covered his face with his hands.

Your Majesty...... It turns out that I really like such a squeamish and arrogant style.

God, if there is really such a favorite concubine in the palace...... Snowflakes fell on the back of their necks, and the four rats shivered.

Just when the four rats were amazed at the heavy taste of His Majesty the Emperor, the two people in front of them had already walked to the door of a noodle soup shop.

Looking at the four big words "mutton noodle soup" written on the flag, Zhao Surui suddenly remembered something, and he turned his head to look at Shen Shiqing:

"I remember your maid said that the mutton noodle soup you made was delicious, and I was going to eat it now, so you can make it for me now."

Shen Shiqing smiled helplessly: "Your Majesty, you are really full of tricks."

"Go, go, go! I don't dislike this is a small stall, how dare you dislike this cook?"

It's not that I dislike it.

Shen Shiqing shook his head, walked in front of the stall owner, and took out two silver melon seeds:

"I'm sorry to trouble the store, I borrowed your stove and ingredients to make two bowls of noodles, and there are some of our servants in the back, so please add a bowl of hot ones for each of them."

Because it's snowing

, the business was not good, the stall owner smiled, and hurriedly led Shen Shiqing to the stove.

While looking at all kinds of condiments, Shen Shiqing took off the clothes on his body.

The four rats were shocked to find that His Majesty was going to wash his hands and make soup for that Shen Niangzi, and a mouse was about to be frightened, so he hurriedly wanted to stop him, but before the words came out, he was first treated by Shen Shiqing as a person holding clothes.

Handing over the clothes, Shen Shiqing straightened the cuffs:

"You go sit and rest, I'll ask the store to give you a bowl of hot noodle soup too, and if anyone wants to eat something else, don't be too strict."

"Yes."

When the four rats spoke, they all felt that they were choked by the throat, so they could only carefully step aside.

The store also uses mutton bones to stew mutton soup, because the business is not good, there is less water added to it, but it is quite fragrant, but the taste is a little thin, Shen Shiqing tasted it, and instructed a person: "You go to the restaurant next door to buy two fried crucian carp, make sure the skin and meat are intact, and the heat is heavier." Then go to the pharmacy and buy some Sichuan Dome Astragalus for two dollars each, grind them into powder together, and then let the pharmacy bake out the aroma."

Another person was called, "We passed by an embroidery stall just now, and you went to the old woman to buy a roll of thread and came back."

The two guards hurriedly went.

Zhao Surui is not a diner who will obediently wait for dinner, he looked left and again, and saw Shen Shiqing standing in front of the oily stove with his body wearing a straight embroidered robe, and deliberately made a disgusted expression on his face, as if the person who had just asked him to make mutton noodle soup was not him.

"What do you ask people to buy silk thread for? If the noodles are not delicious, they will be hanged?"

Shen Shiqing looked at him and suddenly smiled:

"It can also be used to kill people." ….

Zhao Surui's face was born, but it lacked two points of righteousness, and Shen Shiqing smiled like Zhao Surui, which was really a little shocking.

Zhao Surui is not afraid:

"Someone has to be buried, and neither of us can escape."

"Bang-la-la There was a chaotic noise behind him, and it was Ah Chi who accidentally touched the bowl of tea to the ground.

Shen Shiqing took a radish and peeled it into small pieces, but it was not put in the mutton soup, but first put it in a pot where the noodles had been boiled.

When the guards came back after buying fried fish and medicinal powder, Shen Shiqing first put the fried fish and medicinal powder at the bottom of the pot, and poured the mutton soup on it, the mutton soup instantly changed color, and the aroma seemed to be stronger.

Because of the cold weather, the dough was also very hard, pinched it with her hand, Shen Shiqing looked at the wide sleeves of her robe, and then at Zhao Surui, who was looking at her, she took the silk thread bought by the guards, took enough length and twisted it into a strand, and it turned out to be used as a sleeve to tie the big sleeve as an elbow.

Her movements were like flowing water, and her long sleeves fluttered smoothly after a few clicks.

Zhao Surui looked at it, but just rolled his eyes at the sky.

If it were him, he would be impatient to pass on such long-winded robes.

The dough was kneaded again with slightly warm water, and the aroma of the mutton soup in the pot became more and more intense, Shen Shiqing put the pulled noodles into the pot, and put the radish that had been boiled without astringency in the mutton pot to cook together.

The thick fresh air dispersed in the wind that swirled the snow particles, and even the snow became appetizing.

Half of the streets were enveloped in a subtle warmth.

Ah Chi and Pei Feng looked at the stove with some surprise, they were not unfamiliar with such a fragrance.

"Unexpectedly, the girl actually handed over the method of making mutton noodle soup to this handsome gentleman."

The voice was very small, and it couldn't hide the heartache in Ah Chi's tone.

Pei Feng patted her lightly on the shoulder.

It's going to snow, and the girl wants to think about spring, which is also a matter of way.

"It's okay, it's not very good."

Zhao Surui said as he gulped noodles into his mouth.

He said to himself, "I'm hungry, and it's not unusual."

After eating three bowls of noodles in a row, he burped.

When he was about to reach the third bowl, Shen Shiqing didn't

I couldn't help but glance at my waist.

No wonder it's so sturdy and thicker.

After eating the noodles, the sky also darkened.

Zhao Surui touched his stomach and walked back, and the shops he passed by when he came were all withdrawn, leaving only footprints and ruts on the ground.

"Shen Sanfu, what are you here for today? Something is going on upwards? I'm not uninformed in Yanjing City now, and Uncle Yongyi is embarrassing you, right?"

Shen Shiqing glanced at him and only asked, "Your Majesty, what countermeasures does you have?"

"Hiccup."

There is also the aroma of mutton soup and the smoothness of the noodles between his lips and teeth, Zhao Surui patted his stomach in a good mood:

"The imperial historians pretended to be dead in the matter of the Taifu Temple, and they will not pretend to be dead in everything, Yong Yi Bo was originally a concubine, and he was born by the concubine of the previous generation of Yong Yi Bo, and he took advantage of his early death in the main house to do the work of replacing the concubine, so that the current Yong Yi Bo inherited the title as the eldest son, and the younger brother of Yong Yi Bo is really a concubine."

Shen Shiqing frowned, she really didn't know about such a private matter of a high-ranking family.

"The eldest son is not ......."

Zhao Surui stopped and turned his head to look at her: "Uncle Yongyi's biological mother was born in the Teaching Division. Her father is the one who embezzled hundreds of thousands of taels of disaster relief money during the Shenzong Dynasty."

Shen Shiqing was silent.

After a moment, she bowed to Zhao Surui: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Hmph." Zhao Surui shook his head, "Don't you look down on Quanshu? Why do you want to thank me in a false way?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for helping me."

"I'm not helping you, I'm idle. It's so idle that even the prostitutes in the secret door want to help."

Zhao Surui continued to walk forward, his hands folded under the wide sleeves of his coat, holding his hand warmer.

The lights were dim, the snow was crushed, and vague shadows gradually grew out under the feet of the two, as if overlapping together.

Shen Shiqing praised softly: "Your Majesty is kind."

"It's boring."

"Kindness."

"It's boring! Shen Sanfu, you don't have to praise me so against your will, tell the truth." A drop of snow fell on his long eyelashes, and Zhao Surui blinked, "I'll be honest, your noodle soup today is pretty good."

"Then I'll tell you the truth."

Shen Shiqing raised her head and watched the snow fall from the deep blue sky, she smiled:

"Your Majesty, the embroidery piece you bought is indeed a flower cat fluttering butterflies, not a tiger."

Zhao Surui stopped abruptly.

"Shen! Three! Waste!".

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