"Your Majesty, the concubine will take you to a place."

didn't wait for Duan Yixi to agree or disagree, he directly pushed the wheelchair up and left.

Yun Mumu pushed Duan Yixi, followed by Ah Jiu and Bingqiao.

sighed to himself, this emperor and queen traveled, and the pomp was really shabby.

"Your Majesty, you see, when you come out to breathe, is it much more comfortable to lie in Lingyun Hall all day?" Yun Mumu pushed Duan Yixi under a red plum tree in the atrium.

When I came along the way, I heard the whispers of those eunuchs and palace maids.

If he hadn't been able to move now, he would have cut off the tongues of those palace people.

He sat down in a wooden wheelchair like this, and Yun Mumu walked up to Hongmei, picked a few Hongmei and took them away.

Under the red plum tree, the woman has a charming little face, green silk and green sideburns, and is thickly dyed with spring smoke. Yuanxiu Dai eyebrows, eyes with autumn water. The skin is as white as snow, and the powder is greasy and crispy.

The peach and plum are jealous, the snow-frost-like charm, curling Nana, until the red plum in her hand has lost its color.

The man was stupid again, it was such a stunner in the world, why didn't he find it before?

"Your Majesty, how's it going? Come out to breathe, do you feel better? ”

Yun Mumu picked a few red plums and walked to the man and squatted down.

put the red plum in his hand under the man's nose.

When the delicate petals touched his nose, there was a familiar feeling.

It was as if the woman had been probing his breath with her pink fingers last time, soft and cool.

"Does it smell good? Does it smell good? Yun Mumu squatted, looking up at the man with a pair of big misty eyes.

"Just an ordinary scent of red plum blossoms, what's the smell of?" Men pretend to be tsundere, don't look over.

Yun Mumu was not angry, he was used to his hard mouth of a dead duck.

Go out to breathe, and the tyrant's mood is really much better.

Although he didn't admit it, Yun Mumu could still feel it.

In the evening, the palace people brought some food from the imperial dining room.

Yun Mumu wasn't there either, so tonight, their big stove didn't fire.

Duan Yixi was used to eating things made by Yunmumu, and when he ate these again, it was like chewing paraffin, and it was difficult to swallow.

Bingqiao, who fed him, yelled and scolded: "Get away, I don't want you to feed it." ”

He wanted Yun Mumu to feed, but he just thought about it in his heart, and didn't say it on the surface.

"Your Majesty, ...... The slave maid called Sister Ah Jiu to feed you, okay? Bingqiao trembled with fright.

As soon as he roared, her hand shook, and a piece of green vegetables on the white jade chopsticks also fell, directly pasting on the tyrant's face.

Bingqiao was so frightened that he quickly knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing: "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Your Majesty, the slave is guilty, and the slave deserves to die." ”

The tyrant's face was greener than the jade greens, and he roared: "Cheap maid, I want to kill your whole family and destroy your nine clans." ”

Bingqiao's forehead was pressed against the ground, and her small body couldn't stop trembling: "Return...... Back to the emperor, the slave maid has no father or mother, she is an orphan, and there is only one slave and maid in the family, and there is only one slave and maid in the nine clans. ”

Her reply made the tyrant's anger go straight to the fire.

What kind of master there is, what kind of will be brought out.

Do you know that you're shivering over there?

Don't you know to deduct the greens off his face first?