It's great, another day of lying down and idling in the palace

Ji Yunqing followed King Zhao around in fear for a long time, and finally returned with King Zhao safely.

"call……"

She let out a breath of foul air secretly.

On this side, King Zhao was holding a basket of persimmons, pomegranates, figs and dates and placed it in front of Ji Yunqing.

"Don't you want to eat?"

Ji Yunqing looked up in surprise: "Did you pick so many?"

I didn’t see him picking them. Maybe the servants helped pick them, right?

That’s right, how could King Zhao do the work himself?

Thinking of this, Ji Yunqing realized with embarrassment that she had ordered King Zhao to do work, and more than once.

This means that King Zhao had many motives for wanting to kill her.

Prince Zhao picked up a date with his bony hands - it had been washed, and brought it to Ji Yunqing's lips, saying, "They were picked by the women. They like to pick them."

"is it?"

Ji Yunqing looked at the red dates that were brought to his mouth, and was thinking about raising his hand to take them, but for some reason his brain suddenly moved and he opened his mouth and bit them directly.

After that, she stood there in a daze with a mouthful of red dates in her mouth.

No, why did she bite it directly?

Doesn't this mean that King Zhao fed her?

I was just thinking that I couldn’t let men do the work anymore, and now this situation has happened again.

Is her brain made of shit?

No, no, she couldn't scold herself so harshly. After all, she was scolding herself, so she should go easy on herself.

Ji Yunqing looked up at Prince Zhao blankly, quickly swallowed the red dates in his mouth, and said in a rare flattering manner: "Your Majesty, what you feed me is really delicious!"

King Zhao raised his lips and said, "Really?"

It seemed that he had found interest in feeding him. Then King Zhao pinched various things and brought them to Ji Yunqing's lips. Ji Yunqing ate them all with trepidation.

She also started to order: "Your Highness, I want to eat persimmons. I want that one. That one looks sweet. I don't want to eat figs. They don't seem very sweet."

You can still taste the flavor when eating it alone, but when you put it together, the sweetness is not enough.

King Zhao satisfied her every request.

By the evening, Ji Yunqing couldn't help crying.

"Your Majesty, I just ate a few pieces of fruit."

Does killing her require such a high-end method?

……

Wake up the next day

King Zhao touched the bedside, but there was no one there.

He sat up slowly; the bed was cold.

His face suddenly darkened.

"Somebody come!"

He was really too good to Ji Yunqing, which made her so bold that she even dared to run away?

She should have broken her legs.

Just as he was thinking about it, King Zhao felt a hard object under his palm. He picked it up and saw that it was a copper coin.

It was washed very clean and still sparkling.

At this time, Eunuch Shi came in and said tremblingly: "My lord, Concubine Ji took the fourth young master to the West Garden to play early in the morning."

What did Concubine Ji do?

The prince looks really bad now!

After hearing what Eunuch Shi said, King Zhao's expression softened a little.

It turns out that he didn't run away so boldly.

"Your Majesty, before Concubine Ji left, she left you a note."

"What note?"

As expected, King Zhao found a small wrapped paper package next to his pillow.

I pinched it and found there was something inside?

His nimble fingertips opened the small paper package, revealing... a note?

There was another line of words on the paper package, written in Ji Yunqing's unique chicken claw font, with a flamboyant style.

There were a few words on it: "Your Majesty, the food tasted very good last night. It was sweet and delicious, sweeter than any other fruit. This is your reward!"

Reward = one copper coin

Looking at this line of words and holding the copper coin between his fingertips, King Zhao suddenly smiled.

Eunuch Shi, who could read and understand the words, walked away silently.

He really didn't want to understand why the prince worked so hard all night, but at the end of the night Concubine Ji only gave him a penny as a reward. What did it mean?

……

Ji Yunqing sat leisurely on a big rock by the lake - of course this was after she made sure that there was no one around and that she would be able to quickly see anyone coming.

I guess King Zhao has woken up now. I really don’t know what expression he has on his face. Ji Yunqing smiled gently.

Not far away, Ruirui's childish laughter could be heard from time to time, and soon the footsteps of a child gradually came running:

"Mom, come and play with me. We just found a bunch of chrysanthemums that are not growing well. I plan to make a medicinal soup for them so that they can drink it and grow well."

"That's it!"

Ji Yunqing jumped off the stone and stood up again: "How do you plan to make the medicine soup? Have you learned any new knowledge from anyone recently?"

"My great doctor taught me this. He said that if you are sick, you should take medicine so that you can get better quickly."

Get ill?

Ji Yunqing recalled how energetic Concubine He was yesterday. He also recalled that she had been poisoned before, and the fact that she was so energetic now meant that she must be well now.

Looking at the little guy in front of him, Ji Yunqing asked curiously: "How are you going to make the medicine?"

"Well...that's it..."

Ruirui tilted his head and thought for a while, and finally said solemnly: "Like cures like."

Then, the companions who were about to pull up the chrysanthemums next to them planned to make a medicine to replenish their body with the same kind of nourishment.

Ji Yunqing quickly stopped him and said, "These flowers are growing well, are you going to pull them out in a hurry?"

"Like cures like. Boil these into medicine and give it to the chrysanthemum, and it will be saved."

The healthy chrysanthemum companions nearby: …

The maids who were listening on the side said: …

This is a quack!

A real quack.

Fortunately, Ji Yunqing stopped his claws in time, "Isn't this inappropriate?"

"What should I do?"

In Ruirui's confused eyes, Ji Yunqing vowed: "Watch me"

Then he quickly pulled out most of the branches from the half-dead chrysanthemum and said, "Make this into medicine. This is called original soup into original food."

"Oh!"

Ruirui's eyes seemed to understand but she wasn't sure, but she still tried to nod her head and listen carefully.

Other maids: ...I always feel like I've witnessed the birth of a quack doctor.

The mother and son played to their heart's content for the whole day before returning to the Osmanthus Courtyard.

On her way back, she met Concubine Li, who was sitting alone in the pavilion and no one knew what she was doing.

Ji Yunqing considerately walked around him, not intending to disturb the other person's peace.

However, when she just walked over, she heard Concubine Li calling her.

Ji Yunqing had no choice but to stop, turned around and greeted, smiling: "What a coincidence!"

Concubine Li stood up, walked a few steps gracefully, and walked to the railing: "It's rare to meet you, why don't you come up and talk to me, Concubine Ji"

"OK then"

Ji Yunqing whispered to Ruirui to take the four maids who usually followed him back, and he and the remaining maids walked up the steps of the pavilion nearby.

Watching Ji Yunqing walk up the stairs, Concubine Li lowered her eyes without saying a word.

Her meeting Ji Yunqing today was not a coincidence at all, but she was waiting here on purpose.

After Ji Yunqing came up, he could see clearly what Concubine Li was doing in the pavilion.

There was a chessboard in front of her, with most of the black and white pieces on it.

Following Ji Yunqing's gaze, Concubine Li explained softly, "Just now I was playing chess with my left and right hands."

Oh!

Ji Yunqing suddenly realized, and then she asked: "Why are you playing chess alone? Can't you play the piano or paint to kill time?"

The smile on Concubine Li's face froze and she almost couldn't maintain it.

Why didn't she choose to play the piano or paint?

Doesn’t the person in front of you know?