The annoying autumn rain drizzles at midnight again.

It fell on the silent golden tiles and red walls of the Forbidden City, making trivial and annoying sounds.

Moreover, the sound is very irregular, intermittent and particularly clear, and accompanied by the silence of wind, making it difficult to dream.

In the old man's bedroom, the eunuch who was watching the night was carefully staring at the old man's curtain.

He knew that the Supreme Emperor on the bed must have not slept, because he had just heard the Supreme Emperor curse in the curtain and sleeping at him.

With a light clang, the copper bell hanging on the curtain swayed.

Two little eunuchs in white socks, lowered their heads and stepped forward quickly, gently lifting the curtain. Immediately afterwards, the old man's old and slightly irritable face was revealed inside.

"Why is it raining?" the old man stood up wearing a blanket and asked.

This problem immediately caused two little eunuchs to fight. Why did it rain? Who do these eunuchs know?

But seeing that the Supreme Emperor could not sleep because of the sound of rain outside, they were so angry that they dared not not answer.

"Go back to the old emperor, I started to go down half a quarter of an hour ago." A little eunuch replied with a pale face and trembling.

The old man squinted his eyes halfway and stretched his feet to put on his shoes. "The emperor is the emperor, who told you to add an old word?" As he said that, he squinted his eyes again, "We are that old?"

"I deserve to die, I deserve to die!" The eunuch leaned on the ground, trembling all over.

"Get out!" The old man looked at him, feeling more and more annoyed. He stepped over the eunuch and walked straight to the window, then stretched out his hand and pushed open the window, allowing the autumn wind outside the window to surge in.

The wind rushes in, and with fine raindrops, it immediately disappears on the window frame.

"Your mother, I'm still getting up. Is the Dragon Prince urinating on the kang?" The old man looked at the sky coldly, "I can't sleep all the time, you can't get through the day!"

At this time, Park Bushen heard the old man's sound of getting up, appeared behind the old man in his clothes, and waved his hand to let the little eunuch lying on the ground go down.

"Master, the wind is cool!"

The old man didn't look back, but instead pulled up a stool, wrapped his blanket tightly and sat down to look out the window, the shadow of the trees swaying in the wind and rain, "When is it?"

Park Bushen stepped forward and put a blanket on the old man's shoulders, "It's the hour!"

"Why is the day so fast and why is it so long at night?" The old man's eyebrows moved.

Time seems to pass quickly because of people's aging.

But because people get old and sleep for a short time, the long night seems particularly long.

Park Bucheng squatted down and slowly kneaded the old man's calves, "Master, it's late at night, you can rest!"

"I'm so anxious. After I die, I have time to sleep." The old man cursed, "Go and get some food. We're hungry!"

"Do you want to eat..."

"Make something hot, don't make those sweet things." The old man's brow suddenly stretched out, as if he was thinking of something fun, and a smile appeared on his face, "You should still remember that when the queen was there, when it rained in autumn, I would stew cabbage for us."

As he said that, the old man looked at Park Bucheng with a smile, "We were confused just now, and dreamed of her. I dreamed of her while placing the soles of her shoes, hehe."

Park Bucheng was kneading the old man's calves' hands, pausing silently, and then continued to gently pinch it.

Since the last time he was seriously ill, his energy has faded unprecedentedly, and he is far less energetic than before. Apart from facing the emperor and the prince, he rarely speaks, and he looks even less.

Moreover, what he said always makes Park Bucheng, the person who has served him all his life, feel sad.

"You said, are we really dying?" the old man suddenly asked again, "It is said that only those who are dying will remember the past all day long, and it will be true, just as if it happened just now."

"Master, you are in good spirits and will definitely live forever!" Park Bucheng raised his head and smiled.

"Long live forever?" The old man shook his head and smiled, "It's a bullshit!"

After saying that, the old man's eyes looked at the dark night outside again. His pupils were particularly bright.

Park Bucheng gently put down the old man's feet, then took a blanket and carefully covered it, and slowly walked to the door of the bedroom with his body on his back.

"Go and see if Empress Hui has rested, and say that the master is hungry!" Park Bucheng whispered.

He is also an old man, and has served the old man for the rest of his life. He knows that people are actually more arrested when they are old. This huge palace is too empty for the old man. He can't sleep because no one is with him. He is thinking about it because no one is with him.

The wind outside the window suddenly blew violently.

The shadows of the branches whirled violently, with rustling sounds.

The old man sat by the window, his back, which he had never bent in his life, was hunched over. His broad shoulders were high and low.

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I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of footsteps came from behind me.

The old man's hunched back immediately straightened and slowly turned around.

I was seeing Concubine Guo Hui, holding a hot pot with a smile on her face. Behind him, there were several close-fitting palace servants.

"Why are you here?" The old man smiled.

"I know you will be hungry at night, so I made a hot pot in the kitchen and brought it to you!" Guo Huifei smiled and put the pot on the table, then arranged the dishes and chopsticks with his own hands, walked to the old man, helped the old man up, and said with a smile, "I have prepared fresh shrimps, cabbage, stewed tofu for you, and a few plates of side dishes. I will not bloated and satisfy my cravings after eating it!"

The copper pot is boiling, and the aroma of cabbage and tofu is exuding the unique aroma of cabbage and tofu. The fresh shrimp with redness in the white and red water floats in the milky white soup, which is very pleasing to the eye.

"This is my new dish." Concubine Guo Hui served half a bowl of soup, with a few pieces of trembling tofu in it, put it in front of the old man, and said with a smile, "Is it new to try?"

The old man lowered his head and picked up a piece of cabbage, blew a few breaths and put it into his mouth. After taking a few bites, he spoke, "This cabbage... is not as good as your sister stews it. It has been cooked for too long and soft. It is not crispy when eaten, and it is not sweet at all!"

As he said that, he said, "The cabbage stewed by your sister is not as fancy as you. It's just a pot of big oil, scallion, garlic, and when the pot starts, tear the whole cabbage you just picked with your hands and throw it into the pot."

He took another bite, "Don't look at how simple she cooks, it's delicious. As the emperor, we have eaten everything delicious, but she doesn't have enough cabbage stewed." Speaking of this, he took another bite of cabbage, "She used to tell us that the cabbage in the south is not delicious. Unlike our hometown in Huaixi, where the frost falls into autumn. The cabbage and radish after the frost are crispy."

The old man said in a nagging manner that Concubine Guo Hui loved him, looking at his side face with a smile, and listening silently.

After the old man finished speaking, she spoke, "Don't talk about you, I also like to eat the food cooked by my sister the most." As she said, she smiled, "I have never cooked anything since I was a child, but after marrying you, my sister taught me step by step."

"But I am not as careful as my sister, and the taste I make is always worse."

"You are the old handsome daughter of the old man. You have been a son since you were a child. Although the war was in chaos that year, you enjoyed more than anyone else!" The old man smiled, "When we married you, your sister gave us many instructions, especially on the wedding night."

"What did my sister say?" Guo Huifei asked with a smile.

The old man took a sip of the soup, pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

"Oh my brother-in-law, just tell me!" Concubine Guo Hui held the old man's big hand, "I have been in the palace for decades, but I have never heard of you!"

The old man smiled on his face, "Don't say it, don't say it!"

"Oh, brother-in-law!"

After all, the old man put down his chopsticks and smiled, "Your sister told us that day, Chongba, the girl is still young, you can have a little trouble at night. But when you go to the kang and get into the quilt, it starts to poke, making a thumping sound. She is still young and tender, afraid of pain!"
Chapter completed!