Yin turned to look at her and saw that although she had calmed down, she still had a smile on her lips. After a while, she heard her breathing gradually become deeper.
But he couldn't sleep because of her making such a fuss.
The moonlight is like water, filtering through the gaps between the layers of bed tents. The lines of flower branches and wishful patterns on the bed tents are all projected on the top of the bed tents.
He was out of his thoughts for a rare moment, turned around and asked her in a low voice: "Are you asleep?"
Ji Ling didn't open her eyes, but answered him quickly: "I'm asleep!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Yin reached out and patted her back, touched her hair over and over again, narrowed his eyes, and asked her: "You keep laughing tonight, what are you laughing at?"
Ji Ling raised her head and looked at Yin, and said in a low voice: "Actually, it's nothing, but I haven't seen the emperor for many days, and I finally saw him today. I'm so happy!"
Yin's hand was originally patting the back of her head gently over and over again. After hearing these words, he paused and dropped one of his hands.
There was an unpretentious sincerity in her tone, and when he listened, he felt his heart tremble with these words.
Yin didn't say anything, just pinched her cheek.
After a while, just when Ji Ling thought Yin had fallen asleep, he felt a heat on his forehead.
It was Yin who lowered his head and placed a heavy kiss on her forehead.
...
When Yin left, it was around five o'clock in the morning, and the house was still dark.
Ji Ling squinted at the candlelight in the room, and wanted to get up and help him dress according to the rules, but was held down by Yin. His voice was very gentle, and he said: "No need."
Ji Ling watched him lift up the bed curtains and whispered to his servants to come in and serve him. He then said to himself gently: "Sleep more. Every time I come over, you will inevitably have trouble sleeping in the morning."
Ji Ling rubbed her eyes and smiled: "It's okay. The sun rises early in summer, so it's almost time to wake up."
As she said this, she still lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and Qixi came over to serve her.
Yin smiled, reached out and rubbed the top of her head lovingly, and patted her cheek gently.
When leaving the house, the servants in the room lowered their heads and listened to the emperor saying to Jigui: "I will come to see you as soon as I have time, so don't worry."
Although the room was full of slaves from the east side courtyard, after all, he was in front of others, and Ji Ling couldn't help but blush because of Yin.
After seeing off the fourth master, unknowingly, the hot sunlight had gradually penetrated the window screen and projected into the house.
It's early summer, and even though there are two ice buckets in the house, they still can't stop the heat.
Ji Ling lay paralyzed on the imperial concubine's couch, holding a copybook in her hand and reading it.
She changed several positions, turned over and over, and felt sweat on her chest and back, so she called Qixi to bring over the ice bucket and put it in front of the imperial concubine's bed, so that she felt cooler.
Seeing her like this, Qixi smiled and said: "Master, now that you are so afraid of the heat, why don't you let me help you put on a mat?"
She thought for a while and said: "There are two double-sided mats in the warehouse with purple jade and snow bamboo inlaid with the heart of Huzhou. The cool and moist ones are the most comfortable. They were sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs when the master made him a noble person!"
Ji Ling nodded and said: "It should have been replaced a long time ago. If you didn't mention this, I haven't thought of it yet. I will replace them all today!"
Qixi pursed her lips and smiled, saying: "Master's body temperature is high now, which means he is much better than last year at this time. This slave is also happy to see it!"
Just as Ji Ling was about to speak, she heard Bixue say from outside that the festive rice dumplings distributed by the Ministry of Internal Affairs to each palace had arrived.
The Dragon Boat Festival falls on the fifth day of May. Starting from the third day of May, the Ministry of Internal Affairs distributes rice dumplings for three consecutive days. Each palace has its own distribution of rice dumplings according to its position and the identity of its owner.
Ji Ling got up, tidied up a little and went out. He saw that the eunuch who was delivering the gifts looked strange. He was not someone he had seen before. He was just waiting in the yard.
Seeing that Mr. Ji came out, the eunuch asked the young eunuch who was betraying him to put down the rice dumplings on the side of Jingyang Palace, saluted Ji Ling again, and then left.
Since each palace had to send rewards, the rice dumplings had been out of the fire for a long time and were inevitably cold. Qixi asked Bixue to take them to the dining room and heat them on the stove before bringing them in to Ji Ling.
The appearance of the rice dumplings is quite delicate, with official script labels inserted in their respective baskets. You can look through the labels yourself to find the flavor you want.
Ji Ling chose one stuffed with ham.
Qixi took a small pair of scissors and cut the red rope with three strokes, five by two, and then peeled off the skin in a hurry and handed it to Ji Ling.
Ji Ling took a few bites and then put it down.
Don't be afraid of not knowing the goods, just be afraid of comparing goods.
For a foodie, even if the meat of the ham is a little bit aged, the aroma of the glutinous rice is a little less fragrant, or the taste is a little salty, she can still eat it.
Although the rice dumplings in front of me are delicious, there are obviously some differences between them and the rice dumplings that Su Peisheng sent to the emperor.
As a result, Ji Ling was washing her hands when Zhang Guiren came over.
As soon as she entered the main room, she clapped her hands, smiled and joked: "It smells so good! It turns out that someone couldn't wait and had already heated up the rewarded rice dumplings and ate them!"
Ji Ling wiped his hands dry, stood up to greet her with a smile, pulled her to the table, and said: "Zhang Guiren, don't make fun of me. Every palace has rewards. Just enjoy them. I am the same."
I like pastries made from glutinous rice, so I asked Qixi to heat them up for me."
Although Zhang Guiren was held by her hand, he still bent his knees to her, bowed to her, and then said softly: "I only saw the reward in Yonghe Palace and then it was gone!"
Ji Ling was stunned for a moment and said: "How could it be? This is the reward of the Dragon Boat Festival, and every palace must have it. On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, how can the Ministry of Internal Affairs miss your share?"
When she said this, she suddenly came to her senses, looked at Zhang Guiren, and said in a low voice: "It's not like Concubine Ning who deducted your reward, right?"
Zhang Guiren said nothing.
Ji Ling was dumbfounded and whispered: "This, these are just some food, everyone has it, and it's not something valuable, so she can't do it, right?"
Zhang Guiren sighed and murmured: "It's because it's expensive or not..."
When she said this, she paused and said in an almost inaudible whisper: "Actually, I have already been used to this kind of thing, so I don't mind mentioning it."
Before Ji Ling could speak, he heard Zhang Guiren's stomach growl twice.
Zhang Guiren covered his stomach, smiled shyly, and said: "I didn't have much appetite in the morning, and I used less, but now the Five Zang Temple is making a fuss in your place, Ji Guiren."
Ji Ling patted her head, pulled her to sit down, and stuffed a warm rice dumpling in front of her.
Zhang Guiren was still struggling, but Qixi had quickly and skillfully cut through the red rope and peeled it off.
Zhang Guiren looked embarrassed, lowered his head and took a small bite politely.
Her eyes suddenly lit up: ""These rice dumplings are so delicious!".
