Wen Jiaojiao felt no pain after applying medicine to her feet. She was about to tell the emperor to return to her tent when she saw Feng Naiguan walk in, followed by palace maids carrying food boxes.
enter.
"Your Majesty, it's time for lunch."
Zhao Yelin said to Wen Jiaojiao, "If you can't move, just come and have a meal with me."
Seeing the maids taking out the food from the food boxes and placing it on the dining table in the middle, Zhao Yelin said: "Put it over here."
Feng Liang observed the situation and immediately asked someone to move Zhang Xiaoji and place it on Wen Jiaojiao's couch, lying between her and the emperor.
A dozen kinds of dishes were placed on the table. Wen Jiaojiao looked around and saw that these dishes were mainly light. Even if there was meat, they were rarely greasy. Although they looked light, the dishes were still very delicately made, and
What she ate in the camp was almost the same.
The emperor was surrounded by royal chefs from the palace, so they were naturally good.
But... Wen Jiaojiao raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Yelin, wondering if he also ate such a light meal?
As a social fear, Wen Jiaojiao felt a little embarrassed when facing this man with an invisible and powerful aura.
Seeing Wen Jiaojiao's incomprehensible expression, the emperor put down the bowls and chopsticks and said to her: "Your body is not yet healed, so you should not be exposed to too much meat or oil."
"That's all." The emperor's tone was a little helpless, and he said to Feng Liang: "Here are some meat dishes."
Wen Jiaojiao:Huh? Did she say something?
After a while, Wen Jiaojiao watched as half of the dishes in front of him were removed and replaced with meat dishes with rich aroma.
Although the dishes he has eaten in the past few days are all very delicious, Wen Jiaojiao is a meat lover. With meat, the light and delicious dishes instantly become bland and tasteless.
After adding meat, she was still a little restrained in eating, but at least she was more active than before.
After finally finishing the meal, Wen Jiaojiao thought about going back first, but Feng Neiguan said to her again: "It's not appropriate for the Fourth Miss to move around. It's better to rest here for a while before going back."
Wen Jiaojiao thought that leaving right after the meal would be a bit like a guest patting his butt and leaving after eating at the host's place. It was not very polite. Besides, the person in front of him was still the emperor, so he had no choice but to agree.
The table on Wen Jiaojiao's couch was removed, and now she couldn't put her feet on the ground, so she had no choice but to stay on the couch.
Wen Jiaojiao saw that this tent was much larger than the one she lived in. The bed where the emperor slept was separated by a screen, and there was also a small study room and bathroom.
Some chambermaids moved a screen and surrounded Wen Jiaojiao's couch so that she could rest peacefully, and a palace maid brought her some soft pillows and quilts to make her sleep more comfortable.
With this screen as a shield, Wen Jiaojiao felt much more comfortable and lay down peacefully.
Now that she had just eaten, her stomach was a little full, and she couldn't sleep. She lay on her side on the couch in a daze. Yuzhu and Fengxin had gone to watch outside, and she didn't even have anyone to talk to.
Although it was Yuzhu and the others who talked a lot, she listened, but it could relieve her boredom.
She usually didn't feel bored in her tent, but now here, she felt like something was missing.
Wen Jiaojiao looked around, oh, she knew something was missing, her storybooks and toys, she liked to read a book before taking a nap, and she would become sleepy after reading for a while.
Wen Jiaojiao looked at the emperor who was sitting on the desk in the middle and writing something. The screen did not completely block her sight. She moved up slightly and could see the emperor's figure.
Seeing a lot of books piled next to the emperor, Wen Jiaojiao had a small struggle in his heart and still called out: "Your Majesty..."
Hearing the little girl's delicate and soft voice, Zhao Yelin stopped what he was doing and looked at the position blocked by the screen, "What's wrong?"
After saying that, Zhao Yelin paused and then said, "But do you feel bored?"
Wen Jiaojiao: "Your Majesty, can you get me a book?"
Hearing that Wen Jiaojiao wanted to read a book, Zhao Yelin looked a little surprised, just like when he met her by the river that day.
He remembered that the queen told him that this little girl didn't like reading and writing.
It seems that now that I am older, I can bear to read the book.
Zhao Yelin rummaged through his pile of books and pulled out a book on mountain and river geography and gave it to her.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the sound of turning books stopped.
Through the screen, he saw the petite figure lying on its side, seemingly asleep.
Sure enough, he boasted too early again.
After a while, Zhao Yelin put down his pen and ink, walked up to Wen Jiaojiao and saw that she was lying on her side on the couch, breathing evenly and soundly asleep, with a soft pillow in her arms and the book in her hands.
Zhao Yelin gently took the book away from Wen Jiaojiao's hands and covered her with a quilt.
The little girl was sleeping deeply, with a slight blush on her face.
Her breathing was slightly heavier than the others, which was due to a serious illness.
Zhao Yelin thought that the Xiao family had been brave and good at fighting for generations, and all their children were strong and heroic, but they gave birth to such a frail child.
Zhao Yelin still remembers the first time he met this little girl, when Xiao Guogong took her into the palace to meet the queen. At that time, she was only five years old and ran into his palace. She fell over the threshold at the door and cried.
Earth-shattering.
He asked someone to bring her a lot of cakes to eat to make her stop crying. He still remembered that the little girl was crying and sobbing, holding onto the corner of his clothes with runny noses and tears, and sobbing while eating a mouthful of cakes.
Finally, tired from crying and full from food, I hugged his hand and fell asleep.
In those days, the little girl pestered him almost every day. There was some discord between him and the queen, but because of her, the queen had to see him every day.
Later, I heard that after the little girl fell into the water at home, she developed a high fever and forgot many things. She only went to the queen when she entered the palace.
He occasionally saw her from a distance a few times, always with this little girl showing her teeth and claws at his concubines.
She protected the queen very much, and the queen also cared about her very much. Although he and the queen were a young couple, they were not in love with each other. They always treated each other with respect and were as ordinary as water. The queen talked to him the most about her little cousin.
The queen's eyes lit up when she looked up to her.
"His Majesty......"
As soon as Feng Liang came in, he saw the emperor sitting on Miss Wen's couch, and he quickly looked away.
Zhao Yelin gathered the corners of Wen Jiaojiao's quilt and looked at Feng Liang, "What's the matter?"
"Your Majesty, Second Young Master Xiao said that he would take the fourth young lady home to recuperate. The fourth young lady's mother, Mrs. Xiao, misses her daughter very much."
Zhao Yelin glanced at the sleeping little girl and said, "Let him come and pick her up tomorrow."
[Author's digression]: A little spoiler: Jiao Jiao before he was six years old is our Jiao Jiao