Wherever he went, there was a landscape full of autumn, but compared with Liuchi, these scenery were outshone by him. He was such a low-key and luxurious person.
"What's the matter with the Imperial Master inviting me to get off the sedan chair?" Seeing that it was almost time to leave, I asked. If nothing happened, I would rush back to see Xia Yan.
Liu Chi has a harmless face, and his expression is focused and gentle when he looks at people, leaving you unable to doubt what he is thinking in his heart.
The more harmless it is, the more careful it is. This is what my father told me.
Liuchi walked behind me and said with a smile: "Did the king forget that I said a few days ago that I would treat the king to some soup?"
Really? Are you sure you said it to me? You said it to Xia Yan, right?
I made a helpless look and said, "There has been a lot of instability in the DPRK and China recently. I am so focused on national affairs that I have forgotten about drinking soup!"
"It doesn't matter, I have already sent the soup belt to the imperial kitchen, so you can drink it at lunch!" Liu Chi said with a smile.
He is really a person who doesn't play by common sense. A bowl of soup that is so important that the king can abandon state affairs to drink it must have a lot of mystery.
"Yes, I have taken note of it."
"Oh, I forgot, the soup is still simmering at my house, so I won't disturb the king!" Liu Chi said suddenly.
Another pot of soup was stewed? I became confused, is the main task of the Imperial Preceptor of the Xia State is to make soup at home? Or is stewing soup just his hobby? If so, then what kind of Imperial Preceptor is he? He might as well go to the imperial kitchen.
There is endless soup there.
After Liu Chi left, I continued to get on the sedan chair and return to Liuyun Palace.
As before, I sent everyone away, and I rushed into the inner hall with Batuzi's memorial and doubts in my mind.
The moment I saw Xia Yan, I almost jumped up.
"Who? Who did this?" I dropped the book in my hand and ran to him.
No one can understand my mood at this moment. Xia Yan was still fine when I left. What happened to these clear slap marks when I came back? Also, what happened to the whip marks on his arms? These scars
It was like it was hitting me - actually it was hitting me.
Xia Yan did not answer my question, but said with a cold expression: "Tomorrow I want you to canonize Princess Changting as a noble beauty."
When he said this, the look in his eyes continued to deepen, as if a silent storm was brewing.
Although Xia Yan didn't say who beat him like this, I guess it must have something to do with the concubines in the harem. The harem can be equally divided, but it can't stand out. A small concubine in Anguo has been staying with the king for three consecutive days. The harem
When a woman feels threatened, she naturally wants to warn her.
I have heard before that the fights in the harem are no less than those in the previous dynasty. Xia Yan must have been too busy with government affairs to pay attention to the fights in the harem. Now that he and I have changed our shells, he has experienced the terror of women firsthand, so he ignored the rules of his ancestors and let
I canonize him with a higher title.
I sent for some healing medicine and applied it myself.
Guang Fu stood aside and stared dumbfounded, probably thinking how could such a plain-looking woman be so favored by the king.
But Xia Yan acted very naturally, as if this is what I should do.
If it weren't for the fact that this face belongs to me, no one would care about him.
After Guangfu left, I suddenly thought of a question: "Don't you know martial arts? How come you were beaten to death like this?" Wherever we went, there was an autumn scenery, but compared with Liuchi
When he stood up, these scenery were compared to him. He was such a low-key and luxurious person.
"What's the matter with the Imperial Master inviting me to get off the sedan chair?" Seeing that it was almost time to leave, I asked. If nothing happened, I would rush back to see Xia Yan.
Liu Chi has a harmless face, and his expression is focused and gentle when he looks at people, leaving you unable to doubt what he is thinking in his heart.
The more harmless it is, the more careful it is. This is what my father told me.
Liuchi walked behind me and said with a smile: "Did the king forget that I said a few days ago that I would treat the king to some soup?"
Really? Are you sure you said it to me? You said it to Xia Yan, right?
I made a helpless look and said, "There has been a lot of instability in the DPRK and China recently. I am so focused on national affairs that I have forgotten about drinking soup!"
"It doesn't matter, I have already sent the soup belt to the imperial kitchen, so you can drink it at lunch!" Liu Chi said with a smile.
He is really a person who doesn't play by common sense. A bowl of soup that is so important that the king can abandon state affairs to drink it must have a lot of mystery.
"Yes, I have taken note of it."
"Oh, I forgot, the soup is still simmering at my house, so I won't disturb the king!" Liu Chi said suddenly.
Another pot of soup was stewed? I became confused, is the main task of the Imperial Preceptor of the Xia State is to make soup at home? Or is stewing soup just his hobby? If so, then what kind of Imperial Preceptor is he? He might as well go to the imperial kitchen.
There is endless soup there.
After Liu Chi left, I continued to get on the sedan chair and return to Liuyun Palace.
As before, I sent everyone away, and I rushed into the inner hall with Batuzi's memorial and doubts in my mind.
The moment I saw Xia Yan, I almost jumped up.
"Who? Who did this?" I dropped the book in my hand and ran to him.
No one can understand my mood at this moment. Xia Yan was still fine when I left. What happened to these clear slap marks when I came back? Also, what happened to the whip marks on his arms? These scars
It was like it was hitting me - actually it was hitting me.
Xia Yan did not answer my question, but said with a cold expression: "Tomorrow I want you to canonize Princess Changting as a noble beauty."
When he said this, the look in his eyes continued to deepen, as if a silent storm was brewing.
Although Xia Yan didn't say who beat him like this, I guess it must have something to do with the concubines in the harem. The harem can be equally divided, but it can't stand out. A small concubine in Anguo has been staying with the king for three consecutive days. The harem
When a woman feels threatened, she naturally wants to warn her.
I have heard before that the fights in the harem are no less than those in the previous dynasty. Xia Yan must have been too busy with government affairs to pay attention to the fights in the harem. Now that he and I have changed our shells, he has experienced the terror of women firsthand, so he ignored the rules of his ancestors and let
I canonize him with a higher title.
I sent for some healing medicine and applied it myself.
Guang Fu stood aside and stared dumbfounded, probably thinking how could such a plain-looking woman be so favored by the king.
But Xia Yan acted very naturally, as if this is what I should do.
If it weren't for the fact that this face belongs to me, no one would care about him.
After Guangfu left, I suddenly thought of a question: "Don't you know martial arts? Why were you beaten to death like this?"
