Chapter 7 Li Yao’s love (I)

Seeing that he was still pretending to know nothing, Li Yao was hesitant. If he was really that person, he knew but didn't see him, that person would be unhappy. His power was unpredictable. Maybe it would not be so good for the time being. It would be difficult to protect future events. The more he came into contact with that person, the more he knew how deep and terrible the man's scheming was. Moreover, that person also had a supreme rank, and to make a small Li family destroy the clan in a flash.

Just as Li Yao secretly speculated about the true identity of Zhu Yinglong and his group, he couldn't decide whether to see him to confirm his guess. During the courtyard, Zhu Yinglong led Xu Yingyuan and the guards to temporarily settle down, and the food and quilts mentioned by Lian'er had also been delivered.

Faced with this vulgar coarse grain, Xu Yingyuan had a bitter face, and it was really hard to swallow it. You should know that although the extravagant and wasteful system was abolished in the palace, even the emperor's daily meal was only three dishes and one soup, and the lowest eunuchs could also have one dish and one soup. Under the conditions of the palace, even this dish and one soup were made several times more delicious than outside. The General's Mansion provided them with only four steamed buns and a dish of pickles for each person. If you want to drink tea, you have to cook it yourself. Dried steamed buns and black pickles. How could he swallow the food that was given to the "beggar" when he was used to eating good things?

"Young Master, this general's mansion is too ignorant of hospitality, right? He actually gave us this?" Xu Yingyuan's face was full of dissatisfaction. The things in his hand could only be used to send the beggar.

Zhu Yinglong didn't think so. His family was not wealthy in his previous life. Although he had not lived a hard life since he was born, in the memories of his parents' generation, he knew clearly what hard life looked like. When he was in college, two steamed buns and a plate of snow dishes were his dinner. Looking at the slightly yellowed steamed buns, Zhu Yinglong instantly remembered his college life, as well as those classmates and friends who knew each other well. They lived in the worst dormitory in the school and ate classmates.

The cheapest meals and cheap clothes without brand names are also worn, but they are a group of the most ideal and passionate young people. Among them, they are the most stubborn and have a path that may have no future, but in the end they have fallen into this era. Although they have become supreme emperors and have the beautiful beauty they envied so much, they also bear extremely huge responsibilities on their shoulders, but the feeling of emptiness still fills his heart from time to time.

Thinking about it, Zhu Yinglong picked up a piece of steamed bun, bit it with big mouthfuls, then picked up a chopstick of pickles and put it into his mouth, chewed it in big mouthfuls, and smiled and said, "Well, it's delicious, delicious."

Xu Yingyuan looked at the emperor's series of actions blankly and thought to himself, is it really that delicious? Then he thought again, the emperor had eaten all of them, and no matter how unfamiliar he was, he would have to eat this thing.

Zhu Yinglong looked up and saw Xu Yingyuan looking at him stupidly, and asked strangely: "Xu Yingyuan, why don't you eat it? This bunch of steamed buns is so delicious, and you can't eat it in the palace."

Xu Yingyuan hurriedly brought the steamed bun in his hand to his mouth and took a bite. The strange taste and the rough feeling were like a handful of yellow sand in his mouth. How could such a bad thing be eaten? But why did the emperor say it was delicious? Could it be that the taste of the true dragon emperor is different from that of ordinary people? It must be like this? However, he did not dare to show any dissatisfaction on his face, so he could only accompany Zhu Yinglong to swallow the steamed bun that was difficult to swallow with his eyes closed.

"Young master, I don't know that you like this yet. I'll let the imperial kitchen cook for you, and it's guaranteed to be more delicious than this." Xu Yingyuan ate a steamed bun in his hand, and the remaining three could no longer be eaten. He didn't even touch the plate of black pickles.

"This taste cannot be made in the palace." Zhu Yinglong only responded lightly.

"Yes." Xu Yingyuan responded embarrassedly.

Zhu Yinglong was probably extremely evil. Four buns of steamed buns entered his belly like wind storing clouds. When he was still feeling unsatisfied, he saw that there were still three in front of Xu Yingyuan. This emperor could not compete with his ministers for food, and asked, "Xu Yingyuan, are you not eating like this?"

"My servants have a small appetite, and one is enough." Xu Yingyuan said quickly and understandably.

"So, if you don't eat, I'll eat it." Zhu Yinglong took the three without hesitation and drank them together, and then he felt a little full.

However, after eating, he felt that Xu Yingyuan's eyes looked at him were a little strange, and he couldn't help asking: "Xu Yingyuan, why are you looking at me like this? Is there any flower on my face?"

"No, no." Xu Yingyuan hurriedly lowered his eyes, "I was happy just now. The young master's meal volume has been decreasing in every meal for several days. I was very worried. I just saw that the young master had eaten seven steamed buns in a row and his appetite increased greatly. I was happy."

Zhu Yinglong thought about it and was also true. Recently, he couldn't eat or sleep. Even if he stayed in the harem at night, he often opened his eyes until dawn after the clouds and rain. If this continues, his body will be afraid that he will not be able to bear it. The end of the year is approaching, so it seems that he needs to rest for a while.

"It's rare that you care, I've recorded it." Zhu Yinglong said with a smile.

Xu Yingyuan was immediately extremely surprised. It was a huge love that could make the emperor remember his concern, which could not be bought with even a thousand gold coins.

Two people, a bed, the quilt is new, clean and refreshing, and it also emits a fragrant smell.

"Young Master, it's getting late. The wind and snow will not stop until tomorrow morning. You'd better go to bed and rest?" The house was barely covered with walls and there was nothing. The two met every day and couldn't find any topics to talk about for a while.

"What about you?" Zhu Yinglong asked.

"Just just sit down." Xu Yingyuan hurriedly said.

"How can it be? It's so cold. If you catch a cold due to cold, who will serve me?" Zhu Yinglong disagreed.

"Young master, I'm not afraid of the cold. You'd better go to bed and rest." Xu Yingyuan said anxiously.

"No." Zhu Yinglong was a little annoyed.

"Young master, it's not that I don't want to, but that's not." Xu Yingyuan was so moved that he knelt down and said, "Since ancient times, there have been many ministers who can sleep with the king. He, a small eunuch, can actually have such an honor, which is enough to make him feel that he is in the heart, but he cannot and dare not take this honor."

"What are you doing?" Zhu Yinglong was a little angry.

"The slave has a stench and is afraid of smudgeing the emperor, so he dare not sleep with the emperor." Xu Yingyuan said the truth.

"Oh, it was my negligence." Zhu Yinglong then realized that the eunuch lacked the man's things, and after convenience, he could not tolerate cleaning them every time. Over time, a odor would be produced. No matter how he cleaned or incense was difficult to eliminate, especially in summer, the clothes were light and hot, and the smell was even more serious. Xu Yingyuan entered the palace since he was a child and did not know how to clean them dry and clean. Over time, he also had this odor. Although his status is high now and he could be cleaned at any time after convenience, the odor could not be eradicated. He could not detect it under the incense. If he took off his clothes, he would definitely have nowhere to hide. He was used to it. If he smoked the emperor, he would definitely not be happy. In the palace, losing favor was no different from death. Therefore, Xu Yingyuan would rather resist the order than sleep with the emperor.

"Since that's the case, we sleep together. Anyway, how about two quilts here, one for each person?" After learning the truth, Zhu Yinglong did not deliberately pretentiously and chose a compromise method. For example, today's cold weather, everyone's clothes are thick, and some odors are not easy to evaporate.
Chapter completed!