Chu Qiao, who thought Chong Ximo had left just now, was in a very complicated mood at this time. Not only did this man not leave, he even slept with her all night. For an innocent woman, this was such an embarrassment.
She almost cried. If she hadn't covered her mouth, her scream would have been even more hysterical.
In fact, Chu Qiao really didn't dare to scream anymore. If someone heard someone break in and saw this scene, they would not be able to explain it clearly.
There was also a very serious question that forced Chu Qiao to recall, was it he who carried her to bed? Or did she climb up on her own?
Thinking of this question, Chu Qiao felt her head buzzing and she couldn't control herself and screamed again. This scream finally woke up Chong Ximo.
The sleeping man opened his eyes, first looked at the bed curtains doubtfully, then looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the woman standing beside the bed.
"How do I..."
He wanted to sit up, but he frowned for a while. The wound on his forehead must have made him feel uncomfortable. He reached out and touched his head and cursed in a low voice.
"You hit me with a stone?"
"But... you, you, you..."
After saying the word "you" three times in a row, Chu Qiao completely stuttered. She hit him with a stone and didn't let him sleep here overnight?
She was about to say something, but she couldn't say a word, because she just discovered a fact that comforted her. Chong Ximo's clothes were neatly dressed, even his belt was tightly tied, and there was no shortage of her own clothes.
One thing, let's say, they just slept in the same bed all night and nothing happened.
Looking at Chong Ximo's expression, it seemed that he only knew that she had beaten him and could not remember anything else. This meant that he had not woken up in the middle of the night. It was because he and she were too tired last night and went to bed in a daze.
Chu Qiao took a deep breath and warned herself softly not to be nervous or make any noise. Only she knew about sleeping in the same bed with him. No one else in the world knew about it, not even Chong Ximo himself.
I feel confused, so...maybe I can't say it out loud.
Chu Qiao slowly relaxed her mood and showed a smile.
"It's just a small stone. It's very small. But I didn't expect you to be so careless. But I really didn't mean it. It was you who went too far first. Even so, after you fainted, I still knocked you
I helped you in, and you have a look. I also bandaged you kindly, but... you have been unconscious, and I didn't dare to call anyone, so I let you sleep here. As for me... me? I slept in the chair.
,hehe."
Chu Qiao's smile was very forced, and her face turned red. She was afraid that Chong Ximo would know that she was sleeping next to him and being hugged by him all night. If that happened, she would be really embarrassed.
"Did you really hit me with a stone?" Chong Ximo touched his head again and felt a little dizzy.
Seeing that Chong Ximo still seemed to be very uncomfortable, Chu Qiao immediately stretched out her hand to comfort him.
"No, it's okay. If you're still dizzy, keep lying down...I'm going to the imperial kitchen right away, but...but you can't tell this matter. You must not, you must not!"
Chu Qiao waved her fingers, needing Chong Ximo to give a definite answer.
Chong Ximo pinched his forehead and ignored Chu Qiao. He really couldn't leave right now. He felt like he had lost too much blood and was too weak to cheer up.
Chu Qiao glanced at Chong Ximo. Although he did not answer, she believed that he understood her words and had silently agreed.
"You rest, I have to go..."
After saying that, Chu Qiao turned around. After taking a few steps, she quickly turned back and clarified awkwardly.
"There's one more thing I want to make clear to you. What happened yesterday was that the young Marquis was pestering me, not him. You must have misunderstood. Although I am just a chef, I don't want to get involved in that kind of dishonorable thing.
man... As for you, your behavior yesterday was very rude. Considering that you have helped me so much in the past, I won't argue with you, but... After this incident, there has been a lot of quarrel between us.
It's settled, from now on... you are you and I am me, Lord Chong."
After saying these words, Chu Qiao felt much more comfortable. Chong Ximo still just looked at her without saying a word and remained silent.
Chu Qiao didn't care whether he agreed or not, she had already decided, so she turned around and strode out, but after taking a few steps, she thought about it and stepped back, facing Chong Ximo uneasily.
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"Lord Chong, when you leave Yayuan later, don't go through the door. Go out over the wall. Just like last time, do it quietly. It's best not to be seen. Remember this!"
This time Chong Ximo nodded, and Chu Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.
After repeated clarifications, warnings, and reminders, Chu Qiao finally felt at ease and quickly left Yayuan and headed for the imperial dining room.
Until Chu Qiao's figure disappeared at the door, Chong Ximo still had doubts in his eyes. Although the seat next to him was empty, the bed was wrinkled and even warm, as if someone had slept there.
Did she really sleep in the chair? But why did he feel that in his arms last night...
Suddenly, the corner of Chong Ximo's mouth raised, revealing a faint smile.
This early in the morning, it seems that the palace is very busy. The eunuchs and maids are in a hurry. It is rare that the emperor wants to have a meal with the queen, the noble concubine, the concubine Hua, the concubine Hui, etc., so every palace and garden is making careful preparations.
Dressers, beauticians, and perfumers were invited to various palaces one after another to dress up the ladies. Every empress wanted to compete for beauty in front of the emperor and stand out from the crowd.
In the imperial dining room, everyone came early. Although they were busy, they were in an orderly manner. Chu Qiao ran to the next room to wash up. After she felt refreshed, she shook her head and entered the dining room.
In the dining room, everyone who should be there is there, but An Ge is not there. How could he be late at this time?
"Where did An Yuchu go?" Chu Qiao asked.
"An Yuchu said that he was waiting directly outside the Yangxin Hall. Chef Li is fully responsible for the dining room." An imperial chef conveyed An Ge's words.
"I?"
Chu Qiao pointed at her nose and suddenly felt cold sweat break out. Although An Ge didn't usually work here, he just sat there and entertained himself, but when he was here, he was the backbone.
Come on, Chu Qiao is a little confused. I don’t know if she can do it anymore?
But the current situation, no matter what, it has to work. Chu Qiao must treat this imperial meal with a hundred times more energy, and she must not screw it up.
Thinking of this, she took a deep breath, clapped her hands and said.
"Everyone, let's get started. All royal meals must be prepared before noon."