Marry the villain and the whole court kneels down and calls her the queen

Jiang Jiu had just gotten up and hadn't washed up yet. He was stunned for a moment and asked without any intention.

"It's the middle of the night, and the emperor isn't sleeping. Why would he look for me?"

Master Yiyun choked. This tone...sounded familiar.

He coughed lightly and kindly reminded, "Princess, please be careful with your words."

Jiang Jiu curled his lips and winked at Taohua, who immediately took out some change.

"Our princess has a straightforward character. I'll have to trouble you to give her more advice later."

Master Yiyun actually doesn't care about this little bit of silver, but accepting it is a gesture that can put the other party at ease.

He didn't even look at it, but put it in his sleeve pocket: "Sure."

It was agreed.

Taohua was very happy. She served tea and snacks and was very considerate in her service.

Yun Shu also skillfully dressed her.

Not long after, Jiang Jiu drank a bowl of lotus seed, white fungus and bird's nest soup while waiting for Yun Shu to fix her hair, ate a little snack, filled her stomach and prepared to leave.

After all, he was the emperor, and she didn't dare to make him wait too long.

Finally we arrived at the emperor's bedroom, and the sky was full of joy.

Zhao Zhuoxi had already set a table full of dishes. When he saw Jiang Jiu coming, he raised his eyelids.

"Let's have a meal together."

Jiang Jiu looked at the emperor's dishes, which only had a few plates, and clicked his tongue.

"Your Majesty, the emperor eats at a large table, but you only have a few dishes. Is that enough?"

Having said that, he sat down at the dining table carelessly.

There were palace maids who brought her bowls and chopsticks and served her food.

Zhao Zhuoxi ignored her and picked up the chopsticks after seeing her sit down.

Not to mention the palace maids, they are really well-trained. Wherever Zhao Zhuoxi glances, there will be a palace maid to pick up food.

The first chopstick is for you to taste, and then check if there is any problem.

The second palace maid then went to pick up the dishes and serve them to the emperor.

The same thing happened to Jiang Jiu. When the palace maid saw the fish, she picked it up. After she tasted it, another palace maid gave it to Jiang Jiu.

Not to mention, the food in the palace is not very delicious.

Jiang Jiu took a bite of the fish, swallowed it with difficulty, and couldn't help complaining.

"The fish in the palace is still so fishy. It won't taste good if it gets cold."

Zhao Zhuoxi was slightly stunned. Just when everyone thought he was going to get angry, he just raised his eyelids and looked at them.

Jiang Jiu took another look at the other dishes. The palace maid had picked them up, but there was a piece of ginger on the dish, which Jiang Jiu picked out.

When the palace maids picked up the dishes again, they didn't dare to bring too much.

Jiang Jiu likes to eat meat, but is afraid of getting fat, so she eats very little. She eats a lot of vegetarian dishes, which contain various condiments, but she doesn't like them either.

They were all picked out, but she did not blame the palace maids, as she had chosen them all herself.

Just like that, after picking and choosing, the meal was finished.

Zhao Zhuoxi was full. Seeing that Jiang Jiu was still eating, he didn't put down his chopsticks and just kept accompanying him.

Until Jiang Jiu started drinking the soup, it meant that she had really finished the meal.

Only after Jiang Jiu had eaten his fill, rubbed his stomach, put down his chopsticks, rinsed his mouth, and wiped his mouth did Zhao Zhuoxi put down his chopsticks.

With his eyelids lowered, he concealed the turbulent waves in his deep eyes.

"Her eating habits are exactly the same as hers. She drinks soup first to warm her stomach, eats vegetables without any seasonings, loves fish, loves meat, but prefers vegetables, and finally, always has soup..."

After finishing his meal, Zhao Zhuoxi stood up and brought Jiang Jiu to the main hall.

He pointed to a guqin on the table.

"Play a song for me."

Although the granddaughter of the Duke of Zhenguo was doted on, she was also proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

But Jiang Jiu couldn't do that. Even though she could sing the songs, she didn't know any ancient music scores at all.

I remember that Yao Qin played music quite well in the past.

Since she liked him so much in the past, playing a song for him should be enough to relieve her boredom.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Jiu pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and refused.

"Your Majesty, I came to the palace to be your queen, not to play music for you to entertain you. If you want to listen to music, please ask someone else."

Zhao Zhuoxi turned his head in shock and looked at Jiang Jiu intently.

But she wasn't afraid at all, nor did she look shy. She just stared at him with a stubborn look on her face.

"Then let's play chess."

This time Jiang Jiu simply shook his head: "I can't."

"I don't know how to play Go, but is Gobang okay?"

Zhao Zhuoxi was slightly stunned. She was a Go master and could tie with him.

The starlight in his eyes gradually dimmed.

He waved goodbye and let her go back.

Jiang Jiu felt a little looked down upon and glared at Zhao Zhuoxi in dissatisfaction.

"You called me over here just to eat with you?"

"I thought the palace was the most luxurious place, with the best food, but it's just so-so. The food is just so-so, and most importantly, it's cold."

"It's such a long distance from the imperial kitchen to the bedroom, and the weather is so cold, it's perfect for hot pot... Humph, I won't eat with you anymore."

Jiang Jiu said this and turned away.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhuoxi called her.

"What did you say? Eating hot pot?"

Jiang Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Forget it, forget it, I see you don't have this kind of thing here, forget it, I won't say anything, I will make it myself later..."

Zhao Zhuoxi smiled and said, "Then come back tomorrow night. I'll treat you to hot pot."

As a result, in the evening of the next day, Master Yiyun came to call Jiang Jiu again.

This time it really is hot pot.

Jiang Jiu felt strange when he saw it. It was a big copper pot with charcoal fire inside. Surrounding it were several plates of mutton rolls, beef rolls, vegetables, vermicelli, tofu, bean curd sheets, and even more amazingly, fish balls.

Modern hotpot is all the same. If you don’t know, Jiang Jiu would think he had traveled back in time.

"Ah, this, this..."

Your Majesty, you have also traveled through time, right?

Jiang Jiu suddenly blurted out: "Palace Jade Wine..."

This is a code word that everyone in modern times knows. As long as the code word matches, it means that they are the same kind of people.

It’s a pity that Zhao Zhuoxi didn’t match up.

He frowned and said, "Why don't you sit down and eat? Isn't this the hot pot you wanted?"

Yes, they are exactly the same.

Jiang Jiu was a little unwilling to give up and asked again.

"This is Yuanyang, and it's in clear soup. I can't eat spicy food, only slightly spicy."

There are two types of hotpot developed here, clear soup and Yuanyang. Yuanyang has clear soup and spicy food, but the spiciness is just normal.

Not to mention Jiang Jiu can't eat spicy food, no one in Daning can eat spicy food.

Zhao Zhuoxi raised his eyelids and glanced at her: "It's clear soup. The chili peppers are on the side. You can season it according to your taste."

Jiang Jiu looked at the seasoning box beside him, which contained sesame paste, minced garlic, chili pepper, and soy sauce.

The flavor is quite rich, and I can't help but guess that there must be a time traveler in this era.

Otherwise, how did these things come about?

The windows in the palace are made of glass, and people use soap to bathe. Now there are hot pots and soy sauce...

It is obviously ancient, but it has a modern feel everywhere.

Jiang Jiu sat down in confusion, and his mouth was watering at the familiar smell of hot pot.

No matter what, as long as her ancestors are here, she can just enjoy herself.

As soon as she reached for her chopsticks, the palace maid had already cooked the meat and put it in her bowl.

Jiang Jiu ate with big mouthfuls, and Zhao Zhuoxi felt hungry just by looking at him.

What Jiang Jiu didn't notice was that her seasoning was prepared by Zhao Zhuoxi himself.

Half a bowl of sesame paste, a little minced garlic, and a little chili pepper is her favorite.