The general said she doesn't take a wife

During the banquet, Bei Chenling tasted two mouthfuls, but couldn't eat much more. Zhe Ji brought a small plate to Bei Chenling, and there was a small piece of peach blossom cake left on it.

Bei Chenling raised her eyes, with doubts hidden in her eyes, Zhe Ji held the small plate as if she was offering a treasure, and said with a smile:

"This cake is not bad, let me try it?"

Beichen was silent.

It seems that this is her house, and these cakes are also made by her cooks. Why does it seem that Zhe Ji is the master of this house?

He also invited her to eat flower cakes.

Bei Chenling felt that Zhe Ji was really amazing.

She shook her head helplessly, but still picked up the chopsticks, picked up the pastry and put it in her mouth.

It melts in the mouth, and the taste is really good. Today's cook is very hardworking and the craftsmanship is good. You can reward some pieces of silver.

After having breakfast, Bei Chenling suggested to go to Zhanyang Lake to enjoy the scenery first. At the end of March and early April, it is the best time for spring in the capital. At this time, go boating in Zhanyang Lake Garden. The scenery on the lake is very good, and the red lotus Started to grow, the most suitable for playing.

Of course Zhe Ji had no objection, so the group headed towards Zhanyang Lake. Bei Chenling's stewards had already arranged in advance and rented a cruise ship. When Bei Chenling led Zhe Ji and the others to Zhanyang Lake, the cruise ship Already waiting on the shore.

Bei Chenling took Zhe Ji to board the cruise ship, and her own boatman rowed the boat to the center of the lake. The steward even invited an actor to play the qin in the boat, and a small stove was set up in the boat, and Bei Chenling made tea for Zhe Ji herself.

However, Zhe Ji drinks tea differently from others, she can always drink the tea in one gulp, and even murmurs that the cup is too small for her pleasure.

As a result, Bei Chenling raised her eyebrows, and the air pressure in the ship plummeted. Zheji suddenly shuddered, and immediately changed her words:

"Hmm... Drinking it in small cups, it seems that the fragrance in the tea is stronger?"

Who knows what fragrance she tasted.

Bei Chenling withdrew her gaze, continued to pour tea into a small cup slowly, and brought it to Zhe Ji.

Sitting on the boat and basking in the spring sun for a while, the wind on the lake was warm but not scorching, to the point where it made me sleepy, like the drunkenness from last night welled up, and Zhe Ji yawned several times.

She stood up and walked to the bow to stretch her body, then turned her head and said to Bei Chenling:

"You people in the capital really know how to enjoy it. If you lie down like this every day, your bones will be crisp."

Beichenling walked up to Zheji, and forgot to take a look at the new red lotus branches and leaves in the lake. The green lotus leaves had not yet spread out, and the purse had just grown out. Everything looked new, just like the vibrant Ningguo, We have passed the cold winter of waiting for prosperity, and ushered in a new future.

She squinted at Zhe Ji Yiyan, curled her lips and said:

"Of course not everyone enjoys it that much. Only idlers like me will go boating on the lake right now."

She clearly pointed out that Zhe Ji was idle, and it was time to go back to the grassland to deal with government affairs, so don't just sit around all day.

But Zhe Ji didn't seem to understand, and sighed:

"Oh, it's nice to be idle."

Bei Chenling was speechless.

They sailed for a whole morning, went to Jinque Tower for lunch at noon, and went for a stroll in the West Market in the afternoon. Zhe Ji was still very interested in the things sold in the market.

The trade between Ningguo and the Grassland started from the northern border. There are still many things in the capital that have not been transported to the northern border. Therefore, all kinds of playthings and food in the market in the capital are not available in the northern border. There are many styles. Let Zheji see dazzled.

Bei Chenling and Zhe Ji changed into ordinary clothes and walked in the busy streets. Zhe Ji looked around, her eyes were full of curiosity, but if she was interested, she asked her followers to order them.

They walked all the way, and there were more and more things in their hands. When Bei Chenling turned her head and saw them, she could only return a sympathetic look.

Zhe Ji kept chattering, and whenever she saw something new, she would pull Bei Chenling to ask. Bei Chenling was helpless by her trouble, but she had to follow Lin Aoxue's instructions and answer seriously.

But for a candied gourd, a hemp ball, or even a bamboo grasshopper, Zhe Ji had to ask why, which made Bei Chenling very headache.

She sincerely hoped that this kind of torture would end as soon as possible. She felt that she must have not woken up this morning, so she thought of taking Zhe Ji to the street for a stroll. This is not shopping, it is clearly an investigation.

However, the chief culprit didn't feel anything wrong at all, and continued to do her own thing. Halfway through the journey, she finally remembered that Bei Chenling's thin body might not be able to bear it after walking such a long distance, so she suggested whether to sit down or not. Come down and rest for a while.

Thankfully, Bei Chenling didn't choose a place, and took a seat in the nearby small tea shed to rest.

It just so happened that there was an opera stage not far away, and an opera was being sung on it. It had a very strong opera tone. Bei Chenling had heard the script of this opera several times, so she was not very interested. However, Zheji was curious, and this was the first time she had seen it. Seeing live people singing on the stage, I have only seen it in books before.

Although she had learned Ningguo dialect, the opera tone was different from Ningguo dialect. Zhe Ji heard several lines, but she didn't understand what the opera singer was singing.

When she cast that weak, pitiful and helpless gaze on Bei Chenling, Bei Chenling wanted to die.

Well, she felt that she had made another wrong decision.

She shouldn't have stopped here, but should have taken a detour to the other side.

Now she is not only going to talk about the origin of those things in the market, but also responsible for translating the script, which is really happy.

Bei Chenling wanted to cry but had no tears.

So the opera singer sang a sentence, and she recited a sentence of the play verbally. Listening with relish.

After finally singing a song on the stage, during the break, Bei Chenling wanted to say that she could continue to move forward, and that she could go back home and have a good rest after shopping around the street earlier.

Unexpectedly, Zhe Ji became interested and said with a smile:

"Oh! No hurry, no hurry! Is this scene coming up later?"

Bei Chenling paused with his forehead on his shoulders, besides offering companionship, he had nothing to do but offer companionship.

After the two performances, Bei Chenling drank too much tea, but he was in a hurry, so he had to leave the scene halfway. After walking a few steps, he seemed to feel something in his heart. He glanced back and saw Zhe Ji couldn't help laughing.

She seemed to understand something.

Well done, Your Majesty, how dare you play her like this.

Bei Chenling gritted her teeth and snorted coldly in her heart.

Zhe Ji, who was sitting on the tea stand, suddenly felt cold behind her back, but she turned her head to look in the direction Bei Chenling was walking just now, but there was no one there.

There seemed to be a killing intent just now.

Maybe it was her illusion?

Zhe Ji clicked her tongue twice, picked up the cup on the table and took a sip.

In just one morning, she learned to sip tea.

Um?Not quite right, this cup...

She looked down at the table and was dumbfounded.

Zhe Ji's own cup was still in place, and the cup she picked up just now seemed to belong to Bei Chenling.

She cleared her throat in embarrassment, put Bei Chenling's cup back unintentionally, then looked at the distant stage with erratic eyes, continued to listen to the music, and unexpectedly managed to hum a few words along with the tune.

She did it on purpose just now.

Bei Chenling looked embarrassed and even held back her anger, but she had to hold back her temper and patiently explain her doubts. It was really interesting and, moreover, very cute.

Well, it's just cute.

If Bei Chenling knew her true thoughts, she didn't know if she would turn into a female Shura in the street.

Zhe Ji sat and listened to the play for a while, when her subordinates signaled Bei Chenling to come back, she immediately stopped and sat upright.

Bei Chenling came back and sat down beside her, and glanced at the teacup on the table, why did she feel that something was wrong?

But she thought about it for a while, and didn't feel anything wrong, so she didn't delve into it, and unconsciously picked up her cup and took a sip.

Zheji glanced at Bei Chenling sideways, and after seeing Bei Chenling's suspicious gaze, she immediately retracted her gaze, then stood up pretendingly, and said:

"Ben... oh no, I think it's time to rest, we can move on."

Bei Chenling was extremely helpless, but she didn't say anything, she just nodded and got up.

A group of people headed towards the stage, they wanted to go around the front of the stage, and when they got to the bottom of the stage, the string of the erhu in the hands of the actor who was pulling the erhu on the stage suddenly broke, and there was only a clear and crisp sound, and the opera singer suddenly came out of the stage. He took out a short blade from his cuff and jumped off the stage.

The surprise happened suddenly, and Bei Chenling had no time to react. The attendants beside Zhe Ji were stunned for a moment and immediately blocked in front of Zhe Ji. The opera singer was less than five steps away from Zhe Ji. The short blade in his hand glowed with a sharp cold light, and it was already close to Zhe Ji's body almost instantly.

Zheji's entourage reacted quickly, but the person who came was aggressive and extremely fast. They were a step behind, and the dagger in his hand was only one step away from Zheji.

The next moment, seeing Zhe Ji's side, the blade scraped across her face, she quickly raised her hand, pinched the assassin's wrist, and then squeezed hard, only to hear a crisp click, the assassin's wrist The wrist bone was directly crushed by her.

The screams were accompanied by the exclamations of the people onlookers on the street, the opera singer had already been strangled by Zhe Ji.

The corner of Zhe Ji's lips curled into an unruly smile:

"The money-losing king thought that the murderous aura just now was an illusion of this king, heh, you are so courageous!"

Bei Chenling was stunned to the side, and his followers were watching all around vigilantly, lest the assassin still have accomplices, the frightened people in the arena dispersed one after another, exposing the open space in the middle.

After Zhe Ji finished speaking, Bei Chenling finally came back to her senses. Her face darkened, and the hidden guards who were hiding around jumped out and knelt around Bei Chenling.

"Go check!"

With Bei Chenling's order, the hidden guards immediately dispersed and chased after the troupe who had just taken advantage of the chaos and hid in the crowd.

Zhe Ji held the assassin in her hand and glanced at Bei Chenling. Of course she knew that Bei Chenling was always followed. After all, officials and ministers in Beijing did not have two hidden guards when they traveled, so she never pointed it out.

"This assassin, are you going to clean it up, or leave it to me?"

The Queen of the Grassland was attacked in Ningguo in Ningguo when she was envoy to Ningguo. Obviously, someone inside the court leaked the news, and most likely it was one of the few ministers who attended the palace banquet last night.

"Your Majesty, please hand over this person to Your Majesty, and I will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly."

Zhe Ji was attacked unexpectedly, although there was no danger, Bei Chenling was at fault.

It's because she didn't handle this matter well, and when it was reported back to the palace to let Lin Aoxue know, I'm afraid she would have to be disciplined.

At this time, Bei Chenling frowned, her face was dignified and complicated, so she couldn't care about the embarrassment that Zhe Ji had deliberately played on just now.

"Okay, send this assassin to the Fu's house!"

Zhe Ji magnanimously pointed the assassin's acupuncture point, and then removed the assassin's jaw, and then threw the man casually, and her followers immediately came to capture him.

After such a thing happened, it was impossible to go shopping in the street. Bei Chenling proposed to go back home, and Zhe Ji had no objection. As soon as she raised her steps, she turned her head and asked Bei Chenling:

"What shall we have for dinner tonight?"

Bei Chenling looked up at the sky, as if it was less than two hours past noon, and there was still a long time before meal time.

The little heavy atmosphere in her heart dissipated because of Zhe Ji's sudden question. Bei Chenling helplessly supported her forehead, and turned to look at Zhe Ji. Seeing that the latter was looking at her expectantly, she followed Zhe Ji Ji's words asked:

"What do you want to eat?"

Bei Chenling has not forgotten the tragedy in her house this morning. She hasn't found out how good Zhe Ji's appetite is. She feels that this person can eat no matter how much he feeds. She is very worried that Zhe Ji will rub off on her house. After eating and drinking for a long time, the poor savings in her house couldn't bear it.

It's time to go to His Majesty the Empress to ask for some money, Bei Chenling was planning in her heart, and asked the steward to open a new account book when she returned today, recording all Zhe Ji's expenses at her house, and then asked Lin Aoxue to reimburse her.

Bei Chenling felt that she was extremely smart.

"Well... the king is willing to listen to the arrangement of the wife."

Zhe Ji answered Bei Chenling's words.

"Okay, then I will prepare some special dishes for Her Majesty the Queen."

In Yuyan Palace, Lin Aoxue, who was leaning on a chair and reading a book with Yunyan, suddenly sneezed for no reason. Yunyan glanced at her unexpectedly, and asked:

"What's the matter? Did you catch a cold last night?"

Last night, Lin Aoxue drank some wine to welcome the envoy from Grassland, and Yunyan wondered if the wind blew when she came out of Chengming Hall.

Lin Aoxue shook her head in doubt, she didn't know if she had caught a cold, so she said:

"Yan'er take a look for me."

It's not easy to catch a cold in this spring day, Lin Aoxue decided to ask Yun Yan to show her just in case.

Naturally, Yun Yan would not find it troublesome, she raised her hand to caress Lin Aoxue's wrist, and said after a while:

"There is no problem with the pulse condition. I will ask the people in the imperial dining room to make you a bowl of ginger soup."

Lin Aoxue snorted, Yunyan got up and walked to the door, and ordered the palace servants to go down to make arrangements.

Bei Chenling led Zhe Ji back to her mansion, ordered the assassin to be taken down for interrogation, and at the same time sent someone to the palace to spread the word. She could handle this matter by herself, but Lin Aoxue should still know.

In the evening, Bei Chenling specially asked the cook to make some spicy food, and put a lot of peppers in it. The surface was reddish, and it looked creepy.

When the dishes were brought to the table, Zhe Ji stared, feeling as if she had never seen such dishes before. She was both curious and a little... inexplicably panicked.

She glanced at Bei Chenling, but Bei Chenling remained calm, and very naturally introduced the origins and places where these dishes were popular to Zhe Ji.

Hearing this, Zhe Ji salivated, but when she moved her chopsticks, she put a piece of meat stained with red oil into her mouth to swallow.

In the next moment, Zhe Ji's wheat-colored face suddenly changed color, and Bei Chenling took a rest to watch Zhe Ji's face turn red at a very fast speed, and then explode like a firecracker.

She whimpered, wanted to spit it out but didn't want to lose her composure, and finally swallowed the piece of meat forcefully, but her face turned red.

Bei Chenling thoughtfully sent a cup of hot water to Zhe Ji, who was very grateful and took a sip without hesitation.

"puff!!"

Human tragedy.

Zhe Ji sprayed out the mouthful of hot water.

The moment the tongue, which was sore from the pepper, touched the hot water, it was like putting a soldering iron in the mouth.

I saw Bei Chenling stood up lightly, stepped aside lightly, and didn't let the water sprayed from Zheji's mouth splash on her body at all. She was extremely calm, with a fake surprise on her face, and looked at With Zhe Ji:

"Oh, what are you doing, Your Majesty the Queen?"

Zhe Ji was so hot that her tears were tearing up and she was speechless.

She stuck out her tongue and looked at Bei Chenling pitifully like a puppy with tears in her eyes. Seeing that, she almost cried.

She still wanted to drink water, but she didn't dare to drink the cup Bei Chenling gave her just now.

Bei Chenling raised her eyebrows. She had never seen Zhe Ji in such a pitiful state before, and she had a joyful feeling of revenge.

Zhe Ji grinned.

uncomfortable.

Bei Chenling was very happy, but after a while, the smile in her eyes disappeared because she found that something was wrong with Zhe Ji.

"Don't eat it!"

Bei Chenling frowned, Zheji wanted to try again, the chopsticks had already reached into the plate, unexpectedly, Beichenling quickly walked up to her, knocked off the chopsticks in her hand, and then shocked Zheji. With a dazed gaze, the probe parted her head, exposing half of her neck.

Small red dots began to pop out one by one on the neck.

Seeing this, Bei Chenling took a deep breath and started playing around.

It's not that Zhe Ji can't eat spicy food, dipping it in chili might kill her.

Suddenly caught by Bei Chenling, Zhe Ji didn't dare to move rashly, but heard Bei Chenling shout:

"Go find the doctor!"

The steward of the house immediately ran out when he heard the sound, and soon invited the doctor. The doctor stepped forward, took a look at the red rash that had covered the back of Zheji's hand, and immediately made a judgment, telling Bei Chenling that it was the result of allergies. shape.

Bei Chenling felt a little annoyed and bored for no reason, and immediately stopped drinking:

"Hurry up and prescribe the medicine!"

The doctor was taken aback, he had been to Beichenling's house several times before, but Beichenling always treated people with a gentle voice, this was the first time she spoke so loudly to the doctor.

The doctor responded repeatedly, and then immediately wrote a prescription. Bei Chenling asked the people in the house to go down and fry the medicine, and brought it to Zheji herself. With a hint of guilt on his face, he said:

"You drank this."

In such a hurry, she even forgot to use her honorific title.

Zhe Ji didn't care, she took the decoction in Bei Chenling's hand, brought it to her mouth, and drank it all in one gulp without any hesitation.

Bei Chenling felt very sorry. She stood in front of Zhe Ji, her brows were tightly furrowed, and the fist placed by her side loosened and then tightened, tightened and loosened again.

"Aren't you angry?"

She asked suddenly.

Zhe Ji blinked, with a three-point smile and seven-point free and easy eyes, and asked:

"Why is the king angry?"

Bei Chenling pursed her lips tightly, the guilt in her eyes gradually became stronger, then she sighed and said:

"If I didn't deliberately ask the cook to make this table of spicy dishes, how could you be like this?"

She is not a person who refuses to accept her account. What happened today is that she played too much, and she has to take responsibility for what she did wrong.

It was because Zhe Ji was teasing her in the afternoon, and she wanted to retaliate, but unexpectedly, Zhe Ji developed a rash, and she might have to rest for a few days.

The smile on Zhe Ji's face remained undiminished. She glanced at the red rash on the back of her hand. It was neither itchy nor painful, so it was not a big problem.

She leaned back on the chair and said with a smile:

"However, Fu, before this, you didn't know that the king would be allergic to spicy food, and the king didn't know about this matter. Since none of us expected this result, it happened by accident. , how can I blame you?"

When she said this, the smile on her face was more modest than before, and less unruly, as if soft warmth came out of her eyes, but when Bei Chenling looked up and looked carefully, And disappeared completely.

It was rare for Bei Chenling to be so coy. She put her hands behind her back and twisted her fingers.

"but……"

"Oh, it's nothing. However, the king has the final say on this matter, and there is nothing wrong with it. Besides, hasn't the maid already found a doctor for the king? The medicine has also been drunk, so there is no need to worry about it."

Zhe Ji interrupted Bei Chenling's words, suddenly her eyes rolled, the smile in her eyes deepened, and she patted her belly:

"Ma'am, compared to this, should you think of a way to fill my stomach first? I only ate a mouthful of spicy food, and I drank a bowl of soup. Publicly avenging private revenge and making this king hungry?"

Bei Chenling suddenly realized that Zhe Ji hadn't eaten since the torment just now.

When she heard Zheji mention the phrase "Avenue for personal revenge", she felt ashamed and embarrassed, and said "ah" softly, then stomped her feet in self-resignation, and said hastily:

"It's definitely too late for the chef in the house to make it now. I'll let someone go out and buy some."

Zhe Ji shrugged her shoulders, as if letting Bei Chenling arrange her.

Bei Chenling then turned around and walked to the door to give orders on the matter, and the stewards of the mansion rushed out again like a gust of wind, and came back with some ordinary dishes packed.

During the meal, Zhe Ji asked if she could have a drink, Bei Chenling refused her politely:

"I just took the medicine just now, so I can't drink!"

Zhe Ji had a bitter look on her face, but she didn't continue to ask.

She swept away all the dishes on the table, and then she was full, and sat comfortably on the chair, as if she didn't want to go back.

Bei Chenling glanced at the sky outside, and then kindly reminded:

"Your Majesty, if it's later, there will be a curfew in the palace, and I'm afraid I won't be able to return to the palace."

Zhe Ji shook her head, she didn't mind at all:

"Well, it's okay! If we can't go back to the palace, we can live in the Fu's mansion. I believe there must be vacant guest rooms in the Fu's mansion."

Bei Chenling felt guilty in her heart, seeing that Zheji really didn't want to move her feet, she was silent for a while, then turned her head and said to the servant beside her:

"Go and clean up the guest room."

Regardless of whether Zhe Ji will leave later, she should make preparations first, so as not to be in a hurry when making a last-minute decision.

Zhe Ji opened her eyes a little, and looked at Bei Chenling's side face. Obviously, the expression on that face was still indifferent, and there was not much tenderness to be seen, but Zhe Ji suddenly felt a little warm in her heart.

She seemed to like it a little bit.

Then... just hang on.