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"Are you asleep?"

Hearing Yuhuatian's heavenly voice, Ma Xiaohu, who had been lying on the bed for more than ten hours and was hungry for more than ten hours, quickly opened her eyes.

"Can you let me go? I'm so hungry..." Ma Xiaohu's body was still heavy, and Ma Xiaohu, who had acupuncture points pressed by Yuhuatian, felt very uncomfortable.

"I'm hungry." Seeing Yu Huatian raising her eyebrows threateningly at her, Ma Xiaohu quickly changed her words.

"The emperor is still sick, so let me take care of you." Yu Huatian helped Ma Xiaohu up and half leaned on him, just picked up a small piece of ivory chopsticks with one hand, simmered ham and chicken in broth, and blanched The cooked leaves were fed into Ma Xiaohu's mouth.It was indeed a small piece, not enough to fit Ma Xiaohu's teeth, but it was better to eat than to be hungry, whether it was light or not, Yuhuatian fed him slowly and ate it slowly, and it took half an hour to eat it After being full for 4 minutes, Yuhuatian asked the little eunuch to remove all the remaining dozens of dishes.

"The emperor's food, clothing, housing and transportation are watched by countless pairs of eyes. If you are sick, you must look sick." One sentence blocked Ma Xiaohu's full of complaints.

"Then how long will I have to pretend to be sick in bed?"

"Until the emperor is safe."

In other words, it was light for a few days, and tears were streaming down his face. He really wanted to eat meat...

"Based on what you know about Concubine Wan Gui, does she have any doubts about me?" Yu Huatian gave himself a generalization of the situation of the court and the palace while feeding, and Ma Xiaohu was also anxious about the effect of her first day of acting.It is said that Concubine Wan Gui, who is carrying the emperor with a handful of feces and urine, even knows exactly how many hairs are on the emperor's feet. Didn't she really realize that he is a fake emperor?

"If you don't take off your clothes." It's just that Yu Huatian's movement of touching Ma Xiaohu's lower abdomen clearly tells him that he can't even make physical contact, let alone sharing the same bed.

"I have a solution for this." Ma Xiaohu looked at Yuhuatian with bright eyes. If you eat a lot of fish and meat, sleep and eat when you are full, you will soon grow a belly.The problem is that his old ancestor used up the fat he had gained so hard every time.

It's a pity that Yuhuatian is not interested in his good way at all, and he continues to talk on his own, regardless of whether Ma Xiaohu pays attention to it or not. Anyway, Ma Xiaohu must remember what he said, and he can't remember it. Do so at your own peril.

Obviously, Ma Xiaohu is quite aware of this point, and after a little interruption, she quickly clamped her tail and tried hard to listen to the director.Listening and listening, Ma Xiaohu finally understood why she had to pretend to be sick until she was safe.Unlike the Xichang Yizhihua who dominated the government and the harem in the movie, Yuhuatian here is not as powerful as imagined. No wonder Yuhuatian will hold on to him as a big fish.

But Ma Xiaohu did not expect that he, the emperor, would be so trembling. They have military power, but those are far away in Liaodong, and now Ma Xiaohu and Yuhuatian are left alone, so pitiful.

"As long as I'm here, you will definitely be a flower in Xichang with one person under one person and above ten thousand people." For the sake of her own life, Ma Xiaohu will definitely favor Yuhuatian by relying on the emperor's privilege, and Yuhuatian The first thing Huatian did after he came to power was to let him get rid of the old woman, Eunuch Cao and Concubine Wan Gui.

Hearing the word 'Xichang Yizhihua', Yuhuatian's shining eyes slanted, and Ma Xiaohu, who mistakenly thought he had said something wrong, quickly explained:

"Of course you are above me. The whole world belongs to you. I don't have any thoughts about power, beauty and money, absolutely nothing." For Ma Xiaohu, as long as the old ancestor on the beam can be If you don't cause trouble, you will be happy.

"Then what does the emperor want?" People who have no desires and no desires are the most difficult to control, and Yuhuatian does not allow Ma Xiaohu to have any chance to escape his palm.

"You---" That's fine with me.The sense of coercion of being frank and lenient and resisting strictness made Ma Xiaohu almost utter the slogan of the advertisement, but I always felt that the half-spoken word you had a strange meaning, and even Yu Huatian looked at her strangely. .

"Can't you loosen the acupuncture points on my body?" Changed the subject.In fact, it is really uncomfortable to feel that the body is soft, painful and paralyzed without exerting force.

"It's already been untied."

"Then why—"

"It's just the effect of the medicine." Yuhuatian's glance back was so innocent and taken for granted.

Well, Ma Xiaohu shut up, what he fed himself was indeed poison, and he still had to eat happily in case the boss would not be happy.

It's just that learning to be an emperor is not easy. The result of staying up all night cramming is that you are so hungry that you can't learn anything well.The more hungry Ma Xiaohu was, the more he looked at the old ancestor lying comfortably on the dragon bed, and was extremely jealous that the old ancestor could sleep without working or starving.ah ah!Why is there no one to support him!

Ma Xiaohu was starving, and Yu Huatian was also frowning. Seeing that Ma Xiaohu's understanding of the government and the harem was unimaginably blank, Yu Huatian only asked Ma Xiaohu to memorize faces first.But this cannot be blamed on Ma Xiaohu, after all, he did not study history.

"Recite these by heart, just don't misunderstand the person." Yu Huatian turned a blind eye to Ma Xiaohu's glowing green eyes eager for flesh, and immediately asked his subordinates to bring in a lot of portraits for Ma Xiaohu to recite for civil and military officials. And the names and looks of the beauties in the harem.

"It's too difficult..." Looking at the pictures of characters featured in Chinese ink painting, Ma Xiaohu only felt that they all looked the same.The terracotta warriors and horses of the Qin Dynasty are easier to recognize than them. At least some of them look like Yao Ming and some of them look like Andy Lau. How can he recognize all these civil and military officials who look like the second senior brother?

"I have a better way, find a subordinate with high martial arts and light kung fu to act as a chivalrous and strange man who robs the rich and helps the poor to punish corrupt officials, and make a small cut on this, this, this's face so that I can easily identify it. Ma Xiaohu immediately drew out four or five portraits of officials with fat heads and big ears who looked like twin brothers.Or they don’t actually look like them, but Ma Xiaohu, who is so fat that there are only two slits left in her eyes, is not imaginative enough to recognize who is Wan An, Chief Assistant of the Cabinet, Peng Shi, Minister of the Ministry of War, and so on.Fat head, big ears and full belly, anyway, no one is a good official, so it is not bad to leave some commemorations of a visit to the Ming Dynasty.

For Ma Xiaohu's excellent suggestion, Yu Huatian only gave Ma Xiaohu a sideways glance, and Ma Xiaohu immediately put away his mischievous thoughts.But the lined face was too difficult to recognize, and Ma Xiaohu memorized the names of civil and military officials for half the night, and she still couldn't help but read them again and again.

"Why don't you just take me to sneak into the homes of civil and military officials to peek at their faces? It's easier to remember. I promise you will remember it once you see it." It's the artist's problem.

Facing Ma Xiaohu's poor mouth and playing tricks, Yu Huatian ignored him, and played with the ring leisurely. He didn't even need to squint at Ma Xiaohu. Hu clamped his tail again.

In the dead of night, when the emperor was working overtime...

"hungry?"

When Yu Huatian heard Ma Xiaohu's gurgling stomach for the tenth time, he slowly put down the pen and ink to write the emperor's precautions.

"Yeah." Ma Xiaohu was sleepy and hungry with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, and the eyes looking at Yuhuatian eagerly looked like some kind of canine animal.

"What to eat?"

"Braised pork, roast duck, stewed beef, or soy sauce chicken." In short, Ma Xiaohu, a fake patient, was starved to death by the porridge and side dishes.

"The emperor is still sick." And the delicate and sickly beautiful emperor couldn't eat too much, he had to frown and taste a chopstick or two to lose his appetite.

"If you don't have meat, it's good to give me a steamed bun..." Obviously, Ma Xiaohu was born as a small farmer, so he wasted his good skin. In order to fill his stomach and sleep well, steamed buns are better than Yulu soup.

It is estimated that the thunder in Ma Xiaohu's stomach disturbed Yuhuatian, and he finally showed mercy and let his subordinates pass the supper in. It is no surprise that the weak emperor's supper is carefully cooked medicinal porridge, and this laborious and laborious wait for the emperor The chief ouchi eats the lotus chicken that doesn't require much effort.

For Ma Xiaohu, the greatest pain in life is watching Yuhuatian eat lotus chicken while she can only drink herbal porridge. Ma Xiaohu's happiness made Ma Xiaohu a little confused, but he didn't dare to extend his sinful hands to the fragrant lotus chicken.

"Not to your taste?"

"Hey!" Knowing that Yuhuatian really passed on the lotus chicken for supper in his own name, the grateful Ma Xiaohu almost jumped on the lotus chicken.

"You really love meat so much?" Seeing Ma Xiaohu, the beggar who eats food, Yu Huatian frowned again, secretly adding another stroke to the emperor's training manual in his heart.

"Yeah." Ma Xiaohu, who only cared about eating, nodded.In fact, he doesn't like meat too much, fish-flavored eggplant and 5 bowls of rice are fine, but if he doesn't eat meat to build strength, he won't have the energy to chase after his ancestors.