The domestic guard is a little sweet

The pillow in Zhao Jin's arms was warm and comfortable. He couldn't help rubbing against the "pillow". Although the muscles under his hands were thin, they were very resilient and contained powerful strength.

The "pillow" under his hand froze for a moment, Zhao Jin clicked his mouth in disappointment, and now he also came to his senses, smiling with a pair of phoenix eyes, looking at An Twelve with reddish ears, he felt teasing

"Will you serve people?"

"Twelve serves the master." An Twelve's voice was hoarse and mellow in the early morning.

The corner of Zhao Jin's mouth twitched into a faint smile, and he put one hand into the back of the brocade, An Shier trembled all over, and his ears turned redder.

"No, wait until you recover from your injury."

"…Yes."

Zhao Jin suddenly felt that the man's reaction was very interesting, just like the big wolfhound raised now, it looked fierce and unusual, but it was cute and cute when it was beside its master.

Zhao Jin stopped being funny, and ordered An Twelve to dress and hold his usual position, and then let him go.

There was a noise in the prince's bedroom here. After the big maid outside the door got permission, the maidservant came in with the washing utensils, and the day of the prince's mansion began.

Now that Zhao Jin has traveled through time and merged with the memory of the original owner, it can be said that he is the original owner, that is to say, he naturally understands everything in the palace and the current situation in the court.

Da Qichao only has two meals a day, and there are desserts and snacks in between.

King Rui’s Mansion’s court food was full of a large table with 12 dishes, and the servants served Zhao Jin a lot of dishes, which made him feel very uncomfortable. After retreating from the crowd, he saw the delicious food on the table, so he had some appetite .

The master's temperament is cloudy and cloudy, and he doesn't like people around him.It is also common, the servants are not surprised, but their steps are lighter and their work is more careful, lest they offend the master and suffer more flesh and blood for no reason.

Zhao Jin ate a full meal, and Meimei drank a bowl of bird's nest and shredded chicken porridge, when the butler suddenly ran over from outside.

"Back to Master, there are people coming from the palace."

Both Zhao Jin and Zhao Jin nodded, wiped the corners of their mouths gracefully, and secretly calculated in their hearts that the original owner's biological mother was the current Empress Dowager, Empress Dong.

The other party killed out of the nearly one hundred concubines of the first emperor, saved the lives of her two sons, and helped her son ascend to the throne of God. She was not a simple woman.

The youngest son with a sharp heart was poisoned yesterday, yesterday sent a personal eunuch to bring the imperial doctor, and it is normal to send someone to express condolences today, so Zhao Jin looked at the butler with a calm expression.

"Please go to the main hall."

When Zhao Jin came to the main hall, he saw a group of people, all of whom were handsome men of various colors. Zhao Jin suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and cast a glance at the leader, Eunuch Jing.

"This is?"

The fat white man had a kind face, and the kind-hearted Father-in-Law respected him. When he saw him, he hurriedly stepped forward to hit him, and said with a smile on his face: "I have seen the prince. The queen mother was very worried when she learned that you were ill yesterday. She ordered a special servant to come and invite you." When you enter the palace, these six people are sent by the queen mother to serve as servants, she is afraid that you will wrong her."

Zhao Jin blinked, good guy, gentle, elegant, rough, everything you need, this mother is really unambiguous.

He didn't have so many people who liked him, and he couldn't find anyone who poisoned him. God knows who among these people is sharp.

But what was bestowed by the palace cannot be refused, Zhao Jin's can only be handed over to the steward, and will be dealt with later.

At this moment, he had to change clothes and enter the palace.