I dressed as a witch doll

Wen Chi naturally didn't know the evil things the emperor had done.

When he got up early in the morning, he saw the basket of things Chang Xiaosui brought, but it was the fattest and plump Di Linghua leaves that the emperor specially selected.

Wen Chi didn't know what kind of Di Linghuaye was considered good.

I could only grab it twice with my small hands, and found that the leaves were full of juice, with thin skin and thick flesh, and the juice would drip out with a light stroke.

So he nodded with pretended satisfaction, and asked Chang Xiaosui to arrange someone to make it.

Little did he know that Emperor Qiancheng had ordered someone to clean the square in front of the Lizheng Hall for use.

As a result, the corners of the white marble floor, which had been blown by the wind and rain, were as clean as if they had been licked by someone. Everyone dared to take off their shoes and kneel on it, and even the clothes on their bodies had to be newly made and dust-free. OK.

And those who can kneel and walk on it are also carefully selected.

Just because the ground is covered with a thick layer of leather to prevent dust, then three layers of brocade, three layers of thick yarn, and finally three layers of cloud brocade that is softer than a baby's skin.

The 8- and 9-year-old eunuchs, who had scrubbed and washed countless times with hot water on the first day, had hands that had never done rough work, and the nails were not left untouched, and they were pink and tender after cleaning.

At this time, they held pieces of Di Ling flowers and leaves with both hands in a precious and precious way, and knelt and placed them one by one on the ground that was almost covered with cloth that was almost priced at gold.

Such extravagance made all the cabinet ministers who participated in the small court meeting couldn't help but look sideways.

The old man Fei Wenhua who was walking with Tan Yan couldn't help shaking his head, but Tan Yan said with a smile: "No matter how good an object is made, it will be used by others. It will be cheaper for those rats to put it in the warehouse. Why do you need to feel bad when you are old?"

Fei Ge cast a sideways glance at Tan Yan, snorted softly, but didn't answer.

But it's not just these old officials who feel distressed. When Wen Chi was yawned and brought here, he looked at the thick cloth and the bald little eunuchs kneeling and crawling there. Even if he didn't know the value of the cloth, he Also stunned.

It's just drying some hay, is it necessary?

This dog emperor is really a sinner!

Wen Chi still doesn't know about the more sinful things.

Although those fabrics have been laid on the ground, in Wen Chi's opinion, they are only used for a while, and they can still be used to make clothes later.

But in the palace, there is absolutely no rule for the master to wear a doily.

So these things can only be put away and put into another warehouse until they rot.

And this kind of thing is very common in the palace.

Now that the crime has been committed, Wen Chi didn't know what to do, so he just asked the little eunuchs to stop kneeling and crawling, and hid himself in the Lizheng Palace to save his eyes from hurting.

So the elders in the Palace of Lizheng, while discussing important national affairs, watched Wen Chi continue to be a monster.

The Lizheng Palace at this time is different from before.

There is a small table beside the imperial case, on which is half a small palace.

If you look closely, the palace is a miniature version of the Lizheng Palace—in the spacious hall, there are high beams and dragon pillars, and in front of several rows of seats, there is a golden dragon chair on a high platform with small cushions embroidered with dragon patterns on it.

But at this time, the villain was sitting on the dragon chair boldly, pinching the half-dried grass leaves that Chang Xiaosui brought up from time to time, and shaking his head seriously.

Then a group of little eunuchs who shouldn't be here came in and out in the middle of the Lizheng Palace, as if they were really doing something big.

Emperor Qian Cheng sat on it, watching the excitement here with a smile, and didn't even have time to listen to political affairs.

Seeing the emperor's nonsense, the elders couldn't see it and sighed, but they could only discuss louder, trying to win His Majesty's attention.

Wen Chi doesn't care what these adults think at this time, he is living day by day now.

Now he finally understands the psychology of those demon concubines in the past.

Anyway, he has been roasted on the fire, so he naturally wants to enjoy the hot spring bath more.

When it comes off the shelf, it is cooked and ready to be eaten.

But before that, he must come up with a way to save his life!

It's a pity that after working for a few days, the Di Linghua leaves were not successfully dried.

This thing can't be used casually.

The reason is that the flowers and leaves are very strange.

The inner fibers are very resilient when wet, but become brittle when dried in the sun.And if the drying process is just right, it will be easy to store with less water, and it will also retain the original toughness.

But the exact point is very difficult to grasp.

If it is just right during the drying process, there will be a moment when the green color suddenly turns purple, and the purple time is the right time.But it was too late to harvest, but the whole leaf was broken in the next moment.

It is not to be missed for a moment!

What's more troublesome is that the moisture in the flowers and leaves is not uniform. Even if one place turns purple, the other places are not ready yet, and some places have already shattered.

In this way, even though everyone looked after it carefully, they didn't take back even a single complete purple Di Ling flower leaf!

This made Wen Chi almost scratch his head.

Wen Chi is a bit stubborn, he gets involved in some things, and easily ignores other things - so he forgets that he is still angry with Emperor Cheng.

So this night, Emperor Qian Cheng finally coaxed this precious lump back to his bedroom.

He was still sitting on the couch in a decent manner, studying this matter with Wen Chi.

"What should I do? Is it a good one?" Emperor Gan Cheng looked at Wen Chi's face, frowning and asked in distress.

Seeing this, Chang Xiaosui immediately bowed and replied: "It's a slave who is not good at things—"

Emperor Gan Cheng waved his hand, "Are there any leaves left?"

"There are still some second-class ones, but the others are gone." They cleared all the flower beds.

"Then let's change the weather to another suitable weather?" Qian Chengdi looked down at Wen Chi on the couch, and said in a coaxing tone.

Wen Chi sat cross-legged on the small couch tailored for him, and did not answer, but sighed faintly.

Seeing that villain looked like an adult, Emperor Gan Cheng felt that his chest seemed to be filled with cotton like clouds, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.

He touched the other's little paw on his knee with the tip of his index finger, and his voice was softer, "Then I will send some sun-made ones over?"

As soon as these words came out, Emperor Gan Cheng saw that the villain immediately looked up at him, his dark eyes that were originally dim seemed a little bright.

Seeing this, Qian Chengdi smiled immediately, and he waved his hand, and Wei Yin, who was standing not far away, went out without saying a word.

Wen Chi finally let go of the worries in his heart, stood up from his seat, and climbed onto the palm of the other party's knowingly stretched out towards him.

As he climbed, he complained in his heart.

If I knew this, wouldn't it be over if I got him a little grass from the beginning?

What a waste of days.

Wen Chi especially despises such inefficient people who waste the earth's resources.

Thinking of this angrily, Wen Chi climbed onto Qian Chengdi's shoulder very docilely on the surface, and then stuck to the softest neck flesh of the other party's whole body, rubbing it with great attachment.

He made the best use of his obedient sweetness as a pet, coaxing Qian Chengdi to be so happy that even the moon in the sky would pick it for him.

In this way, one master and one pet all worked hard to get what they wanted, and it can be said that everyone is happy.

It's just that Wen Chi still didn't let Di Linghua's matter go in his heart.

There must be a solution to this matter, but how did others do it?

And the next day, someone gave him the answer.

When Gu Ningzhi got up in the morning, she asked someone to fetch the clothes from the sewing bureau yesterday.

Ling Dang was still ignorant, and didn't understand why she was wearing the new clothes at this time.

Linglong's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and she immediately started to serve.

After getting dressed, Gu Ningzhi took a group of people out.

In the first half of the journey, money is used to clear the way, and in the second half, only a word is used.

A few days ago, Gu Meiren, who was ridiculed by the entire harem and kicked out of the Taiping Palace, and who was afraid of being alone in the harem for the rest of her life, unexpectedly came all the way to Emperor Gan Cheng, who some concubines might never see each other in their lifetime.

That sentence is - "The courtier knows how to make the dried leaves of Di Linghua."

At that time, Wen Chi was lying on the cotton pad on the imperial case, wiping his paws with a small handkerchief moistened with Emperor Qian Cheng's tea, thinking about how to find something more for Emperor Qian Cheng.

At this time, he never imagined that this woman who was able to enter the palace because of him, and also because he was able to meet Emperor Qian Cheng, would bring him so many ups and downs, and would completely change the trajectory of his life. Make it gallop in a direction he can't imagine at all——

Wen Chi was quite happy at first.

The first is because his doubts were finally resolved.

The second is because he recognized Gu Ningzhi.

The other party was able to come here because of his entry into the palace, and he was also happy for her.

Moreover, Wen Chi, who is now regarded as the number one enemy by all the concubines, still feels that there is no conflict between him and them.

He is in charge of the dog emperor's upper body, and they are in charge of his lower body. There is a clear division of labor.

Unfortunately, not all men in this world are like him, the upper body and the lower body can be separated——

Seeing Wen Chi sitting up from the mat with an interested look, Emperor Gan Cheng smiled and said: "In that case, I will allow you to have a try."

The voice seemed to hit her heart, Gu Ningzhi's eyebrows trembled slightly, and she tried her best to suppress the throbbing in her heart.

She knew very well that this was her only chance.

No matter how nice the man's smile is, it can't hide the temper that can't rub the sand in the other's eyes.

No matter how delicate and lovely her doll is, if she can't pass today's test, her end will still be no better than that dancer who was skinned and dragged up Wanzang Mountain.

Thinking of this, Gu Ningzhi lightly clenched her fists while looking at the red hot pot.

So Qian Chengdi happily accompanied the villain on his palm, watching the beauty fry the flowers and leaves.

It turns out that the safest way this beauty said is to stir fry.

In this way, the heat can be controlled, and it can be stirred continuously by hand to make it evenly heated.

Yes, by hand.

Seeing the other party's slender hand reaching into the hot fine iron pot, Wen Chi was so startled that he grabbed Emperor Qian Cheng's palm.

The girl's hands were very quick to stir fry in the pot, and after two or three minutes, she removed the flowers and leaves and put them into another pot. In this way, three pots were used in a row.

Wen Chi didn't know why, and suspected that different pots might have different temperatures.

But just looking at the white gas above the empty pots, one can tell that the temperature in those pots is not low.

Wen Chi felt pain in his hand when he looked at it, but the girl didn't frown.

In fact, even with your hands, you can wear gloves.

But that slender hand, which was constantly moving among the green, purple and purple flowers and leaves, looked extraordinarily bright and attractive, which made Wen Chi feel dumbfounded.

Thinking of the person beside him looking down with him, Wen Chi couldn't help thinking, that girl is a cruel person.

Even at this moment, Wen Chi didn't know that Gu Ningzhi was approaching menacingly, but wanted to use him as a stepping stone.

During the frying process, everyone's attention was on Gu Ningzhi, until finally a whole plate of purple di zero flower leaves was successfully fried.

Wen Chi was relieved for her, but suddenly someone beside him exclaimed.

Wen Chi looked intently, and saw a piece of purple flowers and leaves walking continuously on the ground as if they had grown feet.

Someone wanted to go up to check immediately, but Qian Chengdi waved him away.

At this time, everyone in the hall became quiet, and many people heard a small "hey ha", "hey ha" voice.

Then a gust of wind blew from somewhere, knocking the purple leaf to the ground, revealing the thing hidden in the ground - it was actually a villain like jade, only three inches high!

And that villain's face does not resemble Wen Chi's scary black hole-like eyeballs, and the horrific mouth that can never be opened with rough stitched wavy patterns.

Wen Chi's current appearance, if he appeared in a dream, he would be sure that he was definitely having a nightmare.

But the new villain, wearing a jade crown, has plump and fleshy limbs, revealing a vivid flesh color.The facial features are even more delicate and lovely, very similar to a two- or three-year-old baby, and even have milk fat that adults cannot resist.

At this time, it stumbled and picked up the leaf again, and dragged it forward with all its strength, no one stopped it along the way.

The villain ran up to Emperor Qian Cheng with his short legs, tilted his head and looked at the person in front of him curiously, then held up a purple leaf that was much taller than himself, with puffed round cheeks, ruddy The small mouth was lightly opened, and a small milky voice that could hit the soul of a person: "Hey~"

Wen Chi's face turned dark instantly.