After saying this, Yin lowered his head and drank from the teacup without saying a word.
Ji Ling was happily stunned for a while before she realized: Fourth Master is a little embarrassed.
Yes, this kind of tender words of love paired with his handsome face that has always been indifferent and cold, is indeed a bit... a cute contrast!
Ji Ling felt extremely happy in her stomach.
She reached out and pulled the coat off the hanger and put it on her shoulders. She was still sitting on the edge of the bed. Then she saw Yin closing his book and walking over.
He walked up to her, and his tall figure immediately blocked the light behind him.
Ji Ling raised his head with a smile, looked at Yin in the shadow, and turned his eyes on his face.
She was just too shameless to get up and salute, and her feet in embroidered shoes were happily taking turns swinging by the bed.
As expected, Yin had no intention of blaming him. He just smiled and stretched out his hand, pinched the tip of Ji Ling's nose, lifted the hem of his robe, and sat down next to her.
As soon as he sat down next to her, Ji Ling boldly hugged one of his arms and said coquettishly: "Today, Xiao Dazi soaked a delicious melon in the well water and said that he would cook it for you, the emperor, in the evening.
Drink with jade dew fruit."
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to show Yin: "That melon is so big!" She couldn't help but swallow as she spoke.
Yin was not obsessed with food, but seeing Ji Ling in high spirits, he glanced at her and asked casually with a smile: "Do you want to eat?"
I definitely want to eat it!
Before time travel, outside the community where Ji Ling lived, the owners of three fruit shops all knew her as a big fruit customer.
Ji Ling must have more than two types of fruits in his breakfast every day. In addition to oats and red dates, which must be eaten every morning, the other fruits are apples. Apples are often cut into pieces to make apple puree, and bananas are mixed with yogurt.
Eat it together, and it must be iced yogurt that has just been taken out of the refrigerator, otherwise it will taste a little milky.
There is also her favorite pear. If she has enough time in the morning, she will spend half an hour making a stewed pear with white fungus, then put it in a mini thermos, take it out, and wait until she sits down at work to eat slowly.
Eat more fruits and your skin will be hydrated!
Ji Ling thought about what happened before the time travel, and was slightly lost in thought, then her thoughts returned to the present.
She tugged on Yin's sleeve and hummed: "Your Majesty, I definitely want to eat it, but Dr. Di ordered not to touch these cold fruits, saying they are harmful to the body."
Yin looked solemn, reached out and patted the back of her hand, and said, "That's right! Listen carefully to the doctor."
Ji Ling responded obediently, then clapped his fingers pitifully and said, "I have listened to the imperial doctor's advice. Now I don't even dare to use bamboo mats or ice buckets. Your Majesty, you see, I only use cold water buckets at night."
Fortunately, sometimes it’s really hot at noon.”
Yin glanced around the room and nodded: "At this time of year, the hottest part of the day is the one or two hours at noon. Your health is important, so you can't just be greedy for cold!"
After dinner, when the Jade Dew fruit drink was served, Yin was just about to drink it... Seeing Ji Ling's expression eagerly looking at him, he was almost amused by her.
He pushed the white jade porcelain cup in front of her to her and said with a helpless smile: "Try one, just a small sip!"
Ji Ling scooped it up with a spoon, sipped a little and put it into his mouth. The fragrant aroma of melon and the sweetness of glutinous rice immediately filled the entire mouth.
When the melon is ripe, the flesh is sweet and soft, and when you put it in your mouth, you can't bear to chew it because of the rustling texture.
And the glutinous rice dew is fragrant, glutinous and slippery. It doesn’t contain any sugar. It relies entirely on the sweetness inherent in the glutinous rice...
Ji Ling was obedient and only tasted a mouthful, reluctantly putting down the spoon.
Yin lowered his head and took a sip of the jade dew fruit drink. He felt that the taste was ordinary, but it was not unpalatable. It was just summer, and the seasonal fruit soup in the imperial kitchen of Yangxin Hall was often served in different ways. What he saw in front of him was
The bowl can only be considered ordinary.
Ji Ling saw that Yin didn't change the spoon, but used the one he had just eaten.
He doesn't dislike her at all.
Ji Ling suddenly felt a little hot at the base of his ears and subconsciously licked his lips.
Yin raised his head and was about to speak when he caught a glimpse of her licking her lips.
He was stunned, and for some reason, he suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry.
…
After the storm, there were still tears on Ji Ling's face.
She was sweating, leaning on Yin's shoulder, holding Yin's hand with one hand, pinching his fingers angrily.
Don't blame her for being angry.
Yin knew that she had been tortured very much by him, but she still cried in the end, like a little kitten, begging for mercy intermittently before she stopped.
He tightened his arms, hugged her, and patted her back. He felt Ji Ling in his arms tremble slightly and finally stopped pinching him.
Yin whispered: "Lingling."
Ji Ling raised his head slightly and looked at him.
Although there was anger in her eyes, her face was still as good as usual, and she just asked him dullly: "Your Majesty?"
Yin looked at her for a moment and heard that her voice was already hoarse, and she couldn't help but feel distressed and regretful.
He stretched out his arms and covered her tightly with the quilt. Then he called Qixi in and poured a pot of warm longan black tea.
Ji Ling moistened her throat and handed the teacup to Qixi.
Qixi lowered her eyes the whole time. In her peripheral vision, she only caught a glimpse of the noble master's black hair that was like blue clouds falling on his fair shoulders. She blushed and didn't dare to look any further.
She took the tea cup and after hearing that neither the emperor nor the master had any other instructions, she quietly stepped out and stood guard at the door like an iron general.
Ji Ling moved a little, trying to turn over, but when she moved a little, she felt a soft soreness in her waist. The pain was like a dull knife cutting flesh.
Ji Ling gritted her teeth and took a breath of air.
Yin knew that she was not feeling well, so he hugged her to his chest with the quilt, and whispered: "Lingling, close your eyes and don't move around. I'll read you something interesting."
After he finished speaking, he took the book from the bedside that had just been thrown here, opened it, and read in a low voice.
Read the memorial?
Ji Ling wanted to laugh at first, but as he listened, he felt that the memorial was really interesting. I don’t know which official wrote it. There was no mention of military and political affairs in it. He just talked about the people in his hometown.
The matter of renovating the vegetable garden. The words are simple, the sentences are elegant, and the mouth is full of fragrance. It is like a picture of green pastoral farming unfolding before my eyes.
Yin's voice was low and calm, which was very pleasant to hear. As soon as Ji Ling's attention was diverted, he suddenly no longer felt any pain in his body.
After she heard this, she suddenly thought of something and reminded Fourth Master in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics."
Yin just smiled faintly and did not answer.
After reading for a while, I saw that Ji Ling had closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
He covered the fold, leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, whispering: "You are not only my harem, but also my beloved."
