Ji Ling lowered his head and used his chopsticks to fight with the vermicelli.
Yin turned his head, and if it weren't for his excellent forbearance and restraint, he would have laughed out loud by now.
Fourth Master, if you want to laugh, just laugh! Who told me to be too impatient when packing that box of treasures?
Who hasn’t made a mistake yet?
Ji Ling thought bitterly, and couldn't help but raise his head to glance at Yin. Sure enough, he saw that although his expression was as calm as usual, there was a trace of a smile that could not be concealed in his eyes.
He reached out and grabbed her arm.
When the princes were young, they practiced bows, sabers, swords and arrows. If they lifted a very heavy bow, they would inevitably have sore arms and could not lift it.
The old doctor in the palace taught them how to relax their arms and relieve the symptoms.
Yin squeezed Ji Ling's hand gently and gently.
In just a few strokes, it hit her most painful spot.
Ji Ling let out a low howl, and tried her best to hold it back, but just let out a hissing gasp.
Sore and painful!
Fourth Master's method is really unreliable.
Yin patted her arm, let go, and said in a serious voice: "Looking at it like this, the symptoms are indeed not serious! I think, I still need to send the imperial doctor to take a look. Maybe I need to apply some plaster, or use
If you prick the silver needle deeply, you might be able to relax immediately."
As he spoke, he turned to call his servant.
Whether it was before or after time travel, what Ji Ling was most afraid of was going to the hospital. Her palms would become sweaty when she smelled the smell of the hospital, not to mention... needing an injection!
Ji Ling sat up straight and shook his head in high spirits: "It's okay, it's okay, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, the emperor just squeezed it well, I don't feel any pain at all now!"
As she spoke, she reluctantly raised her hand to show Yin.
Yin looked at her and winked in annoyance.
He was laughing so hard that he just nodded lightly and said, "That's all."
This Lingling is simply my source of happiness.
He looked at her hand holding the chopsticks, which was shaking badly. Then he stretched out his hand, personally picked up a chopstick of vermicelli for her, put it into the bowl in front of her, and raised his hand to signal Qixi to present the spoon.
Sure enough, Ji Ling put down her chopsticks and changed her spoon, and her hand movements became much smoother.
Chopsticks require precise control of the tips of the chopsticks, not spoons. If you don't pay attention to eating etiquette, it's even easier. Just hold the handle, lower your head, and pull it into your mouth.
Ji Ling knew that he probably had a slight muscle strain.
Even if it's not a strain, a lot of lactic acid must have been produced. It will take a few days to recover.
And it may be even more sour tomorrow.
Just like when she was in school, she had to take the 800-meter running test at the end of her physical education class.
She usually never exercises and firmly adheres to the principle of "never stand if she can sit, never sit if she can lie down".
And their physical education classes are often canceled due to activities in the courtyard.
Therefore, basically there is no real opportunity to exercise after one semester.
As a result, after Ji Ling finished running the 800 meters...for three or four days in a row, his legs were shaking when he walked to the teaching building.
Trembling from the ankles to the knees.
Ji Ling's eyes drooped, and he carefully picked at the edge of the bowl with a spoon.
Seeing her useless look, Yin asked Qixi to fill a bowl of glutinous glutinous rice porridge, placed it in front of her, and then reached out to touch her head.
Only then did he smile and scold slightly in a low voice: "How many treasures do you have? Are you so anxious to put them away? Don't you ask the slaves to take care of them?"
Ji Ling took a sip of the porridge and protested to Yin in a low voice, explaining: "The debris is so small that they can't identify it... I have to do it myself."
Yes, how will Qixi and Bixue take care of those makeup brushes?
Ji Ling is obsessive-compulsive and collects the brushes one by one according to their functions and by brand.
Even the final brocade bag has different colors and is particular about different areas of the makeup.
Yin picked up another piece of lotus root from the box and stretched out his chopsticks. Although he looked disgusted, he meant to feed her.
...The emperor feeds food...
Ji Ling immediately became very frightened.
She raised her trembling hand and said with tears of gratitude: "Thank you, Your Majesty for your grace!" Then she tried to take the chopsticks.
But my unsatisfactory hands were shaking like Parkinson's disease.
Yin waved slightly to avoid her hand, with an impatient expression on his face: "I will feed you, and you will eat it honestly!"
……All right!
Ji Ling lowered his head and bit into the lotus root box.
The lotus root box is fried to a crispy texture, the dough on the outside is browned, and the lotus root shreds on the inside are fragrant and delicious, so delicious!
Seeing that she was enjoying the meal, Yin couldn't help but smile and said warmly: "That's right!"
He felt quite satisfied with feeding the little pet, so he gave her another chopstick.
Ji Ling ate with chopstick after chopstick obediently.
At first, she was still restrained, with her neck curled up, her fists tightly clenched in front of her chest, and she looked gentle and delicate.
I'm really embarrassed to let go completely.
Later, the more I ate, the less restrained I became, and I began to feel relaxed and generous when eating.
But...why do I suddenly have the illusion that the fourth master is feeding the puppy?
Qixi and Bixue had seen many kinds of tenderness and love shown to their master by the emperor.
The two young palace maids were frightened at first and turned around to avoid it.
Now I have exercised to the point where my face doesn’t turn red and my heart stops beating.
I don't think it's weird at all.
Qixi and Bixue, one carrying the soup bowl and the other scooping the soup, cooperated very well. They scooped up a small bowl of the new bowl of Jade Bamboo Shoot Sifang Soup from Evian and brought it to Ji Ling.
Ji Ling lowered her head and drank slowly. Yinxiao just looked at her eating slightly, then reached out and gently stroked her hair, saying: "Slow down, don't burn it."
This is the first bowl.
When Ji Ling drank the fourth bowl, Yin couldn't help but put down his chopsticks and stopped eating at all, just looking at Ji Ling.
No matter what you do, eating comes first!
This Lingling!
In the blink of an eye, Ji Ling had drank four small bowls of Jade Bamboo Shoot Sifang Soup with satisfaction.
The soup was stewed with the finest Hushan bamboo shoots, finely chopped jasper celery cubes, white jade tofu, shrimps, and a small amount of diced ham for freshness...the taste was extremely mellow and rich.
It was brought from the dining room, there was some distance along the way, and when it was brought to her mouth, the temperature was just right, so she accidentally drank too much.
So delicious!
Ji Ling put down the small soup bowl and then felt that...it seemed a bit full...
Yin smiled slightly, but he was happy that he could eat so much and had such an appetite, which meant that Lingling was in good health.
So very good.
He turned around and ordered his servants to prepare hot water for washing in the evening, and also to make the bed.
Although the bed was made, the two of them did not rest immediately.
He and Ji Ling estimated that they had almost finished their meal, so the Fourth Master immediately sat down behind the desk and began to review the dumplings tirelessly.
Not even a minute's rest.
Ji Ling really wanted to say: Actually, using your brain like this right after eating is very bad for your health.
Yin was at work and she was bored, so she could only go out with Qilin in her arms and wander around in circles in the east courtyard.
The right thing is to digest food.
When the weather cooled down in the evening, the hibiscus bird was left to suffocate in the house. Bixue had taken it out again and hung it among the trees.
When Qilin saw the hibiscus bird, he immediately became energetic.
In Ji Ling's arms, it had already occupied a favorable terrain, and it immediately made various pouncing postures towards the hibiscus bird in a mischievous manner.
The hibiscus bird was so frightened that it screamed, coupled with the barking of dogs...
The Happy Animal World in the east courtyard of Jingyang Palace welcomes you!
Ji Ling didn't sound right. He was afraid that the fourth master might change his tune inside and be affected, so he quickly carried Qilin into the house.
The maid raised the door curtain and Ji Ling walked in. Yin looked up and saw Qilin in her arms.
He liked dogs very much, and he immediately became energetic.
Yinyi stretched out his hand and pointed at the unicorn, and smiled at Ji Ling: "There is a dog cage specially made by the Ministry of Internal Affairs in the Yangxin Hall. That day, I asked Xiao Chenzi to deliver the unicorn to you. It was in a hurry, and Xiao Chenzi was also a nobody.
Be careful."
He paused and asked her: "Where does Qilin live now?"
Ji Ling pointed to a box in the corner of the room.
Yin looked at it and twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, with a look of disgust on his face like "Why does my imperial dog live here...".
Ji Ling felt a little aggrieved. The box was very good, made of green sandalwood!
The smell of green sandalwood is quiet and elegant, not pungent, and makes people feel relaxed and happy.
The box she used to store her favorite clothes was nothing more than that.
Even her shoes were not willing to be packed in green sandalwood boxes.
What's more, there is a mini ice bucket next to the box where Qilin lives, just to prevent it from getting too hot.
Ji Ling bent down, slowly placed Qilin on the ground, stretched out his hand and patted its little butt.
Qilin immediately shook his little tail and headed towards the small box happily.
The box was short and had a huge opening, making it easy for it to jump in.
This is its home for this period of time.
It is already familiar with this small box.
Kirin happily jumped up and down in the box, and its swaying little tail shook up and down and left and right like a flower, which fully expressed its joy and contentment at this time.
Then, Qilin turned his furry little head and looked at Ji Ling affectionately.
Yin held his forehead: Sure enough, we are not a family. If we don’t enter the same family...
He snorted and scolded with a smile: "I will send someone tomorrow to bring you a refined dog cage!"
Ji Ling originally wanted to say no, but suddenly thought of going to the Old Summer Palace later.
If there is a dog cage, Qilin can stay comfortably in it. There is a handle on the cage to make it easier for people to hold it, which would be good!
Just like before time travel, she often saw the kind of portable pet carriers carried by people when going out. The outside is a layer of thickened Oxford cloth that is rainproof, and a large breathable gauze window is opened on the side, making it convenient to carry small pets.
It won't affect other people.
Otherwise, if she enters the Old Summer Palace and there are rituals and other activities, she and the maids around her will not be able to hold the unicorn all the time.
She thanked her honestly.
When Yin called him up, Ji Ling was about to say something more when he saw that Yin's eyes were already focused on the folds in front of him.
She walked over and sat on the other side of the table, looking at the Yinpi Zhezi with boredom.
The fourth master under the candle had his eyebrows slightly furrowed and his expression solemn. He was just focusing on the book in front of him. The corners of his lips that were slightly pursed from time to time revealed a bit of dignity.
Ji Ling watched his movements and found that Yin was actually very fast at reading the book.
He spent all his time writing comments.
No wonder when I was traveling in the Forbidden City, I heard that Emperor Yongzheng could write 10,000 words in one day!
With such diligence, it is no wonder that the Qing Dynasty ushered in its heyday.