The uncle said that he would not let her go to his bedroom to sleep. She originally planned to sneak there after a while, but she didn't believe that the uncle had the heart to drive her away, but now there is no need. The uncle won't let her go, so she can let him come.
,Ha ha.
After sleeping all night, I was sweating all over, my fever was gone, and the wound on my wrist was no longer so painful. I got up and put on my clothes, opened the door, and took a deep breath of fresh air.
Qingyi Pavilion is axially symmetrical, with a row of wing rooms on the left and right. On the left is the room where the servants live, and on the right is the guest room. The master bedroom where Qingyi lives is on the central axis, behind the living room. Xiaomei lives on the left, and Taiyi Wu lives on the left.
Live on the right.
When they came together, Xiaomei and Doctor Wu had not yet stood up.
Last night, neither of them knew about Qingyi's nightmare. In other words, Ling Aojue was the only one who knew about Qingyi's nightmare. After all, Qingyi had slept with Ling Aojue since he was a child.
Seeing that neither of them got up, Qingyi didn't want to wake them up, so he fetched cold water from the well in the courtyard. After washing himself, he walked towards the imperial dining room.
Unexpectedly, just halfway through, a woman with a voluptuous figure and a proud look on her eyebrows walked towards her. It was still spring, but the woman's clothes were extremely revealing, and she was swaying as she walked.
Qingyi didn't recognize this woman, so when he saw her approaching, he stepped aside a little to the side of the road. However, he didn't expect the woman to walk in front of Qingyi, so he glanced at Qingyi arrogantly and sneered, "Hey,
You are the little bastard that the king picked up from the road, right? Haha... With a figure like a bean sprout, you still dare to occupy our noble king?"
Qingyi didn't say anything, but instead raised his lips and smiled sweetly. The woman was stunned and snorted. What a fool. After being scolded, she still smiled?
How could this kind of bean sprouts be her opponent?
Thinking about it, he straightened his waist, twisted his waist, and walked forward.
Not far away, a palace maid who saw this scene shivered when she saw Qingyi's smile. She was also someone who had bullied Qingyi in the past.
And in the flowers a few dozen meters away from the palace maid, stood a woman with charming eyebrows and a cold smile on her lips.
When Qing saw the woman leaving, she turned around and remembered all the physical characteristics of the woman in her heart. She raised her lips and walked towards the imperial kitchen. What she hated most was that people called her - little bastard!
What she hates most is that someone wants to steal her things!
She knew very well that some things and some people had to be played slowly to be interesting; some things and some people, sometimes, were really not worth her own hands.
The chefs in the imperial dining room are very familiar with Qingyi, and they also like this polite, not squeamish, and very cute little princess. Moreover, Qingyi has a special talent in cooking. No matter what the ingredients are, as long as Qingyi
With your hands, you can turn it into a delicious dish.
For a chef, it is hard not to like a little girl with such talent in cooking.
Qingyi walked in and greeted the cooks, chefs, eunuchs and maids inside one by one. People here heard that Qingyi had been sick a few days ago, so they all gathered around and asked her about her health.
Whatever the situation makes her want to eat, just ask her.
Qingyi always liked the atmosphere of the imperial dining room. After thanking everyone, he ordered a porridge and told the chef a few things that Ling Aojue liked to eat. He asked the chef to prepare it and send it to Qingyi Pavilion after a while.