my cold noodle queen

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"Dou Chengzhang, Le Zhongqi, and Zhao Fu Ci."

As soon as he walked into the Chongde Hall, a slender figure sat sideways in front of the window, with silver needles and money flying away between his slender fingers.

"My concubine, what are you doing here?"

Concubine Xi put down her needle and thread, and came over to salute coquettishly: "Go back to the emperor, my concubine saw that it was getting late, and was afraid that the emperor would be hungry, so I specially stewed bird's nest porridge and brought it to the emperor."

Ji Yuanmao nodded expressionlessly: "I see, let's go back."

"Yes!" Concubine Xi didn't dare to say much, she got up and walked out, walked to the palace gate, turned around again, and smiled tenderly, "The emperor is busy with everything, and he doesn't know if his clothes are torn. Divide your worries..."

Hearing this, Ji Yuanmao walked up in two steps, picked up the quilt, his eyes were red, he turned his head and glared fiercely at Concubine Xi: "Did you touch it?"

Seeing that the emperor's expression was wrong, concubine Xi was scared out of her wits, knelt down on the ground, and begged for mercy: "The emperor forgives the sin, the emperor forgives the sin, the concubine just wants to do something for the emperor, offend the emperor, the concubine deserves to die... the concubine deserves to die... ..."

Ji Yuanmao could hear it, and shouted loudly: "Zhang Conghua!"

Zhang Conghua quickly rolled in, and knelt on the ground with a plop: "The emperor calms down, the slave deserves death. The concubine Xi came to the Chongde Hall early this morning. She was worried that the emperor would work hard for the country, so she made bird's nest porridge with her own hands. Let's take a couple of bites. Who knows, if the concubine Xi didn't understand, she would just talk about it, so..."

"Damn it!" Ji Yuanmao spat out two cold words ruthlessly, which made the faces of the two of them pale with fright.

Zhang Conghua reacted, his head thumped on the ground, pleading bitterly, even Xibi also cried out.

Ji Yuanmao couldn't bear the trouble: "If Zhang Conghua is dragged out, it will cost [-] sticks, and he will never be allowed to return to serve in front of the imperial court. Xi concubine will weigh [-] sticks, and he will be banned from Xihua Palace."

"No, no, Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty, spare your life..." Zhang Conghua and Concubine Xi cried so much that they were so frightened that they lost their souls.

"Pull it out!"

The shadow pupils of the candle flames in the Chongde Hall made people's eyes hurt.Ji Yuanmao waved his hand, and with a "shua", the lamp fell to the ground.Picking up the quilt, Ji Yuanmao looked at the mended place, the stitches were fine and tight, and he knew that the female worker was very good.However, no matter how good it is, it's not Yuanyuan's. The things are damaged and stained with other unclean things. Yuanyuan, do you have flaws in your feelings for me?

Chapter 42

After Ji Yuanmao finished approving the memorial, the time has passed.Picking up the tea to moisten and roar, only to find that the tea has already cooled down.These dog slaves, since Zhang Conghua was dismissed from the position of chief eunuch, there is not even a single person who can serve in the entire Hall of Supreme Harmony.

"Your Majesty, it's cold, drink a cup of tea to warm yourself up." A familiar voice rang in my ears.Ji Yuanmao raised his head and stood up in surprise: "Nurse, why is it you?"

Nanny Ling was dressed as a regular slave, and said distressedly: "This slave is worried about the emperor's health, so she came here on her own without permission."

Ji Yuanmao couldn't bear to pursue it. Nanny Ling had been with her for more than ten years and had the grace of nurturing her.After the queen was thrown into the cold palace, Ji Yuanmao didn't want to see anyone about Yao Yuan, so she sent Nanny Ling to the palace to discipline the court dancers.Recently, Nanny Ling has often heard people say that the emperor always works late at night without taking a break, and his mood becomes more and more irritable.

"Mommy, I feel so miserable!" Ji Yuanmao had admiration for Nanny Ling, and when he saw her, he couldn't control the pain in his heart anymore and vented it out.

Nanny Ling hugged her into her arms, also feeling sad.The person in her arms is the monarch of the world, the emperor of a country, anyone can occasionally show their emotions, only she can only use strength to disguise.No matter how strong she looks on the surface, it can't conceal the thin girl's body under the coat of fortitude.The emperor is also a child, a woman who needs someone to accompany and care for her.

Nanny Ling touched her head, and said lovingly: "Silly boy. If you have bitterness in your heart, you should pour it out. It will be even more uncomfortable if you hold it in your heart."

Ji Yuanmao said, "Nurse, what is happiness?"

Ji Yuanmao left Nanny Ling's arms and said sadly, "Twenty years ago, I lived for revenge. It was revenge that fueled my desire for life. Later, I lived for the throne, and I wanted to stand on the throne of the world." At the highest point, overlooking the world. Then, I met Yao Yuan, getting along again and again, watching silently over and over again wiped out my boiling blood, I just want to grow old hand in hand with her, welcome the sunrise together, sit and enjoy the dusk. Now , I sit in the world, facing endless memorials and endless government affairs every day, my heart is still empty and lonely. I hate Yao Yuan and resent Yao Yuan, but most of all I look forward to her looking back at me."

Nanny Ling said lovingly: "Silly boy, every stage of a person is accumulating strength and making reserves for future life. Only after experiencing sadness, will we cherish future life even more. When two people are together, how can there be any difference?" What about when you are angry? Appropriate tolerance is also a part of happiness, all kinds of flavors add up to make life tasteful. Otherwise, life for dozens of years, there is no point in chewing."

Ji Yuanmao smiled wryly: "However, this kind of thing cannot be resolved with tolerance."

Yao Yuan entered the cold palace, but Nanny Ling didn't say anything, firstly because she couldn't figure it out, and secondly because Ji Yuanmao didn't give her a chance to persuade her.Now that I think about it, I can't watch the two children hurt each other.