Stand-in beauty favors the Sixth Palace

Chu Qing's intentions are so obvious that even a fool can see it, not to mention that Chu Tingyue is not stupid.

"Wait a minute, servant."

Chu Tingyue called Chu Qing to stop with a calm tone, but Chu Qing could hear the gnashing of teeth, presumably because of a cup of bullwhip soup, Chu Tingyue felt unhappy.

But this is not what he ordered, the imperial dining room made the soup according to his own taste, so what does it matter to him?

Chu Qing thought, no matter how it had nothing to do with him, he could only stop and slowly turn around to face Chu Tingyue.

Chu Tingyue took the time to look at him, and tapped his knuckles on the table rhythmically, making a soft clang sound, "What are you doing so far away? I am a scourge?"

"How could it be..." The corner of Chu Qing's mouth twitched, "Your Majesty has a face like a crown of jade and you are wise and powerful. It's too late for me to admire you."

"..."

"In that case, why don't you come here?" Chu Tingyue asked, his eyes fixed on Chu Qing.

Chu Qing looked at him, scolding the dog emperor in his heart, not daring to blatantly go against his will, so he approached Chu Tingyue slowly.

Chu Qing approached step by step, and the frequency of his steps merged wonderfully with the sound of Chu Tingyue tapping on the table. Every time Chu Qing took a step forward, he felt that Chu Tingyue was not tapping on the table, but on him. It made his heart tighten and made him uncomfortable.

"What orders do you have, Your Majesty?" Chu Qing asked in a low voice, glanced at the soup cup out of the corner of his eye, and secretly told Chu Ting and Yue Bie to reward him with the soup again, he wouldn't drink the bullwhip soup!

Chu Tingyue withdrew his hands and put them on his knees, "I haven't answered your question just now, why are you leaving in a hurry."

"Chen, I didn't ask questions..."

"You have." Chu Tingyue retorted, "Now I will answer you."

"Say, sir, listen."

"This soup really doesn't suit your taste. In the future, your servant should stop making claims and doing inappropriate things." Chu Tingyue said coldly.

Chu Qing suppressed a smile, guessing how he would feel after being rejected by his sweetheart, and looked at Chu Tingyue pitifully, his voice choked up, "Your Majesty, this is all my wish, if you don't like this kind... how about I change it to something else?" good……"

His voice was not really choked up, but suppressed laughter.

Chu Tingyue never took his thoughts seriously, observed patiently when he had time to spare, and said words that were not pleasant to listen to when he had no time to spare, "You do what I say, understand?"

Chu Qing's eyes were red, and he looked at Chu Tingyue dimly with tears in his eyes. The tears blurred his vision, and Chu Qing couldn't see Tingyue's appearance clearly.Chu Qing didn't open his eyes to look elsewhere, held back his tears, and said in a hoarse voice: "I understand, I will leave."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but when he turned around, he still looked back at Chu Tingyue reluctantly, as if he was genuinely affectionate.

But the truth is still false, and only Chu Qing, the person involved, can understand.As soon as Chu Qing turned around, he almost couldn't help laughing, if he didn't hurry up, it really made him cry, he still couldn't cry, he would go through the gang!

"Do I allow you to go?"

Chu Tingyue's cold voice sounded behind him, and Chu Qing rang the alarm in his heart, adjusted his expression and turned around, lowered his head, carefully raised his eyes to look at Chu Tingyue, then lowered his head again, pinching the corner of his clothes with his fingertips, The corners of the clothes that were strained were crumpled.

"Your servant is leaving, remember to take the soup with you." Chu Tingyue didn't want to see the bullwhip soup, he was fine, he didn't need it.

Chu Qing: "..."

Chu Qing's eyelashes trembled, and he picked up the soup cup with lowered eyes, "Your Majesty, I will take your leave."

Only then did Chu Tingyue wave his hand, allowing him to leave.

The bullwhip soup was in his hand, no less than a hot potato. Chu Qing didn't want to carry it all the time. He left the Qinzheng Palace at a normal speed, and quickly walked down the stone steps, thinking about asking a little eunuch to bring it back to him. Imperial Room.

Before deciding on a candidate, Chu Qing heard Zhou Porridge's voice not far away.

"Servant!" Zhou Porridge trotted over, and eagerly took the soup cup in his hand, "Why bother the servant with such trivial matters, come here, my servant."

Chu Qing happily let go, and handed the soup cup to Zhou Porridge, "Eunuch Zhou, have you settled for what I asked you to do last night?"

Zhou Porridge counted the time and said: "The person who went out to buy in the palace has probably already returned. After a while, the servant will go to fetch it and send it to your palace."

"It's too much trouble for Eunuch Zhou. I happen to have nothing to do. Eunuch Zhou will take me to get it." Chu Qing said, he still had something to say to Zhou Porridge, how could he let him go so easily.

"Okay." Eunuch Zhou agreed and led him the way.

The two walked slowly on the palace road, and Chu Qing took the opportunity to say, "Eunuch Zhou, let me inquire about something with you."

Zhou Congee immediately cheered up, "Your servant, tell me."

"Does the emperor not like to drink soup?" Chu Qing asked confusedly, his face full of despair.

After eating Zhou Congee, he glanced down at the soup cup in his hand, feeling a little stiff in his hand.

What's in this soup cup?Could it be pork kidney and wolfberry soup again?What did Shijun do to annoy the emperor?

Countless questions flashed through Zhou Porridge's mind, but in the end it was an insignificant sentence: "Why did Shi Jun ask this question?"

"I made soup for him twice, but he didn't take a sip..." Chu Qing paused, "Only took a sip."

After taking a sip of pork kidney and goji berry soup, seeing Chu Tingyue's face, he might feel like throwing up, but the majesty of the emperor does not allow him to do such a demeaning thing, so he suppressed it and swallowed it.

Zhou Congee sighed secretly, trying to win a chance for Chu Tingyue from Chu Qing's subordinates, "The slave is an eunuch, but he understands some things. No one wants to drink pork kidney and wolfberry soup openly..."

"Your father-in-law means... I will give it away secretly next time?"

"No, I haven't finished talking. What I want to say is that the emperor doesn't need to drink these meals that nourish the kidneys and nourish yang." Zhou Congee paused for a while, and then said, "Your servant, you cook soup for the emperor one after another. Do you know how the broken-mouthed slaves talk in private?"

Chu Qing was startled, "How to talk about it?"

"Slaves tell the truth, servants should not be angry with slaves." Zhou Porridge asked Chu Qing for an amnesty to be on the safe side.

"I won't be angry."

Zhou Congee hesitated and said, "...that you are hungry and thirsty for dissatisfaction."

This has already been beautified by Zhou Congee's mouth, and the words spoken from the mouths of those broken-mouthed servants are many times dirtier than this.

Chu Qing: "..."

Chu Qing's face was stiff, gradually becoming ferocious, and then calm again, and he kept saying in his heart that he was not angry, he was not angry, it was strange that he was not angry!

"Who are the slaves with bad mouths? Make a list for me. I need to clean it up!" Chu Qing gritted his teeth. rule?"

Zhou Porridge looked at his nose, nose, mouth and heart, and when Chu Qing finished speaking, he said: "Yes, I will ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to list the list and send it to Qingyan Palace. Please calm down, servant, and don't be angry. body."

Chu Qing nodded, he just wanted to play tricks on Chu Tingyue, who would have thought that it would be rumored like this in private?What's more, today's bullwhip soup is still made by the people in the imperial dining room.

"Eunuch Zhou, who is the chef who makes the bullwhip soup?" Chu Qing asked directly.

Zhou Congee is full of question marks, bullwhip soup? !

He went to the imperial dining room to pass on oral instructions, but he just said that the person who made the soup for the emperor today would be given [-] boards, but he didn't go into detail about what kind of soup he made.

Zhou Congee swallowed, his inconspicuous Adam's apple slipped, and the hand holding the soup cup trembled.

He served bullwhip soup? !

Zhou Porridge was on the verge of collapse, but he still answered Chu Qing's question calmly, "It's Liu Nian and Liu Yuchu."

Chu Qing nodded, keeping the name in his heart, thinking about what would happen in the future.

"Your Majesty, we're here." Zhou Porridge took Chu Qing into the palace of the House of Internal Affairs, and led him to the place where he had just picked his stuff.

Zhou Congee put down the soup cup as if he was relieved, took a beautiful square box and presented it to Chu Qing, "Your Majesty, this is what you want."

Chu Qing took it, opened his eyes, and said, "Thank you."

After finishing speaking, Chu Qing left with the square box in his arms, and Zhou Porridge followed him to see him off. Chu Qing said: "Don't bother Mr. Zhou, I remember the way when I came here, just go back by yourself."

He said so, Zhou Porridge had no choice but to give up.

It was after a stick of incense that Chu Qing returned to Qingyan Palace with the square box in his arms.

The sun in the spring afternoon is warm but not blazing. Rong Yin has Xu Yuan who is helping to diagnose his pulse and checked his body. He has almost recovered and is now basking in the sun on a stone bench in the courtyard.

Liu Ying sat beside her, whispering something to her, and the two of them laughed from time to time, laughing and chatting happily.

Liu Ying was embroidering a purse with a jumper, and the satin was embroidered with carp playing in the water. Chu Qing took a closer look, and the embroidery was lifelike.

"The bell tone technique has improved again."

Chu Qing was already conniving with the two close maids, especially when it came to insignificant matters.When there is nothing to do, Chu Qing is also happy to hear and see embroidery in the sun.

He suddenly made a sound, startling the three of them, Lingyin put down the jumper and stood up, Rongyin Liuying also stood up and saluted.

Chu Qing waved his hand and took out the exquisite square box and put it on the stone table.

"Rongyin, come here soon."

Rong Yin let out a bewildered cry, and approached Chu Qing confusedly, "Master, what's the matter?"

"Open it and have a look." Chu Qing pointed to the square box, "Didn't I use a lot of peach blossom noodles from you last time, and I asked someone to buy them for you."

Peach Blossom Noodles!

Rong Yin's eyes lit up, and he happily opened the square box, looking at the delicate peach blossom fans and other things that girls would like to see, he smiled all over his face.

"Master, you still remember." Rong Yin smiled and opened the peach blossom noodles, muttering to herself.

Chu Qing laughed, "If I forget, someone will talk about me behind my back."

Without saying a word, Rong Yin opened all three layers of the box and was stunned, "Master, why are there so many copies?"

"It's for you, you can figure it out." Chu Qing said, walking into the hall.

Rongyin responded and distributed the things to Lingyin Liuying.

Liuying was holding something in her hand, feeling a little helpless, "Rongyin, I..."

"I'll keep it for you." Rong Yin smiled, and glanced into the hall, "Master rewarded it."

In the hall, Chu Qing sat down in front of the desk, lifted the inkstone... and was stunned.

Where is the note he put?

It was still there when I came back for lunch at noon, but now it’s gone?