Sweet and Sour Lotus Root Liu Zhang saw her poking her chopsticks at various times, looking like she was having a hard time swallowing the food, and her face sank slightly, "Is the food made in the imperial dining room not to your taste?"

Hearing this tone, Xia Tong thought that if she answered yes, the emperor might have those cooks tied up and punished, so he hurriedly said, "No, it's just too rich, and I can't bear it."

I quickly took two bites of rice.

Liu Zhang looked at her very reservedly, "I remember you were not like this yesterday."

Xia Tong couldn't help but blush slightly when she thought of the plate of mung bean cake that she had completely consumed. She had always had a good appetite, but she had to eat comfortably. Compared with yesterday's sneaking, today's feast undoubtedly put a lot of pressure on her.

Bigger.

In the end, she only swallowed half a bowl of japonica rice, then scooped two spoons of soup and that was it.

Although it was a pity to see the table full of almost untouched dishes, Xia Tong did not dare to move his chopsticks anymore - it was too tiring to eat with the emperor, and who knows what might happen if he disagreed.

It's better to be cautious.

After An Ruhai removed the dishes, he served Pu'er tea for the two of them to drink.

Xia Tong saw the emperor getting up and walking towards the royal case, guessing that he wanted to continue criticizing the papers, so he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, do you want me to help you grind ink?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he regretted his mistake. An Ruhai had clearly told the emperor not to allow anyone to come close to serve him, but he slapped the horse's hooves.

Unexpectedly, the majestic emperor smiled slightly and said, "That's fine."

Xia Tong: "..."

The emperor must have taken the wrong medicine today.

In front of the large imperial desk, the handsome scholar is immersed in writing, while the charming maid beside him is slowly studying the ink. The thick black ink oozes from the white fingertips. At first glance, it looks like the artistic conception of red sleeves adding fragrance.

Xia Tong couldn't help but have random thoughts in her heart. She didn't think the emperor asked her to come over this time just to chat under the quilt - at such a young age, how could anyone do this every night?

So, could it be that she was just impulsive and asked her to put out the fire? Xia Tong suddenly became a little nervous. She should have asked the nuns in the palace for advice. Otherwise, she would have hidden some fire avoidance pictures under her pillow.

Study it carefully - it was something that her mother gave her at the bottom of the box before she entered the palace. It records the ancient people’s experience in the art of intercourse.

The way between men and women is nothing more than this.

When the tube of ink was used up, it was already the willow branches above the moon. A tired look appeared on the emperor's face and he said, "Let's change my clothes."

Xia Tong learned to be smart this time and stopped talking. He lay down on the bed obediently. As for the soft couch, of course it was left to the emperor to place it. Since he was such a lonely person and liked to suffer, Xia Tong certainly had to do it.

Get him.

However, what was unexpected was that when the emperor came out after washing, he also got into bed without hesitation, as if he didn't notice the person lying next to him.

Xia Tong's body became stiff, thinking that this was indeed the case. It seemed that he would inevitably experience the pain of breaking a melon tonight.

She bit her lip and subconsciously grasped the sheets under her body. She just hoped that the emperor would be gentler later and not be too rough. After all, she was still a young lady and her body was always weak.

Unexpectedly, the emperor didn't even look at her. He tucked her into bed and closed his eyes quietly, "Go to sleep."

After a while, the sound of even breathing came.

Xia Tong: "..."

It seems that she is being sentimental.

Regardless, the emperor only wanted a bed partner rather than a sexual partner. This was of course a good thing, as it meant that she could enjoy the rights of a concubine without having to bear the obligations of a concubine. Xia Tong thought this and felt a little more comfortable.

However, she could sleep so peacefully last night without the emperor by her side. Now that there was such a tall and strong object beside her pillow, Xia Tong felt uncomfortable everywhere.

It's like someone is watching secretly.

It wasn't until late night that she fell asleep.

Remembering the last time he was rude, Xia Tong learned his lesson this time and stood up flexibly after the first crow of the rooster, preparing to serve the emperor in dressing up. Although the cumbersome robes looked extremely difficult to deal with, the important thing was that the attitude was not

What?

The emperor looked at the two panda-like black spots under her eyes and smiled: "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Xia Tong nodded honestly, wasn't she harmed by this person? Sometimes she was hot and cold, which made her tremble with fear.

Liu Zhang looked slightly pleased with himself, "I slept well."

Xia Tong: "..."

How could she detect a hint of showing off?

She must have heard wrong.

After washing up, it was time for breakfast. Although the emperor's breakfast was not as rich as the dinner, it was exquisite, including red bean paste buns, crystal shrimp dumplings, white jade chicken, old wontons, and a large bowl of hot and fragrant preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

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The emperor originally wanted to invite Xia Tong to have a meal with him, but Xia Tong was really afraid of him. Although the variety of dim sum in Roufu Palace was not as rich as here, at least it felt more comfortable to eat.

She endured her greed and said, "I still have some trivial matters to deal with, so I will leave first."

The emperor did not force her to stay, "Go ahead, I will ask An Ruhai to pick you up later."

Xia Tong thought about this, would he call her again tonight? Why?

She looked around and couldn't see how she was better than her peers. She could only think that the emperor liked her and just used her - probably to deal with the Queen Mother.

Xia Tong is not that scared. To put it bluntly, the emperor is willing to take advantage of her because he thinks highly of her. As for the Empress Dowager Jiang, how long can she live to outlast her young son?

Use your youth to gain more presence in front of the emperor, and you will not be afraid of falling out of favor when you are old. In the palace, those who are favored will be jealous, and those who are not favored will be regarded as dirt on the soles of their shoes. Everyone can step on it and make a difference.

Salted fish, it is best to survive in the cracks.

Although they took the Luan sedan to the Qianyuan Hall two nights ago, everyone's attitude was much calmer this time. There is no record in the history of Tong, so it can be seen that the emperor only regarded this Xia Cairen as a decoration.

For a woman with an ordinary family background and unremarkable appearance, would the emperor really love her? She must have left her behind after a while.

Especially when Xia Tong came back, he looked unhappy and wolfed down the food, which further confirmed what was in his heart.

It turned out that the emperor didn't even give her breakfast. He was indeed such a pitiful creature.

Li Mi was secretly happy in her heart, but she pretended to comfort her face: "Sister, don't be sad. Your Majesty wants to use you to block Youyou's mouth. There is nothing you can do about it. Who told the Queen Mother to keep an eye on her all the time?"

It means that Xia Tong has become a tool for the mother and son to fight - if the emperor really loves her, why would he let her become a living target in the harem?

In order to express her sympathy, Li Mi also took out a cage of fried buns and a plate of pine pulp and goose fat rolls from the space, "Sister, eat quickly, look at you, you are so tired and thin."

Of course Xia Tong enjoyed them all without any hesitation, and she was indeed hungry.

After socializing with the beautiful ladies who were all busy with their own thoughts, Xia Tong wanted to go back to the bedroom to catch up on some sleep. Unexpectedly, the maid came to report that Wang Jingyi came over.

Of course it's not good to see Xia Tong.

Wang Jingyi got straight to the point and said: "Sister, please step aside and follow me."

Seeing her serious expression, Xia Tong guessed that there was something important, so she had no choice but to do as she was told.

There were only two of them in the palace, and Wang Jingyi did not show off and took out a white porcelain vase from her arms, "I heard that Your Majesty is suffering from a headache and is in great distress, so I came here to help my sister."

Xia Tong said: "How did you know?"

"Sister, don't worry about it. Just know that this medicine will work." Wang Jingyi said, "Of course, I know that my sister is doubtful, so that's okay. Just mix a little into your majesty's tea, and it will calm your mind and ease the pain.

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It was an immediate success. Seeing her good intentions, Xia Tong had no choice but to accept it, but she knew that Wang Jingyi would not sell her the favor in vain, so she asked: "What do you want after this is done?"

Wang Jingyi smiled slightly, "With my life experience, how can I expect anything else? I just ask my sister not to forget me."

Of course, she also kept in mind that the spiritual spring water in the porcelain bottle was diluted and its efficacy was greatly attenuated. It could only relieve the headache, but it could not cure it. Of course, she would not give up such a big credit to others.

It would be better to say that Xia Tong is just a stepping stone for her.

When His Majesty sees the efficacy of the spiritual spring water, he will naturally come to her. Wang Jingyi is sure of this.

That night, the emperor indeed sent An Ruhai to greet him again. This time Xia Tong learned his lesson and had some snacks to pad his stomach at Roufu Palace to avoid being hungry in the middle of the night.

Of course she has not forgotten Wang Jingyi's explanation, but she will not be stupid enough to mix it into the tea secretly - who knows whether it is medicine or poison, even if it is love incense, once someone notices it, she will not be able to take it and walk around

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But because of her friendship with Wang Jingyi, Xia Tong had no choice but to do this favor for her.

It is essential to be on guard against others. The most correct way is of course to be open and honest. Wang Jingyi will be responsible for both blessing and disaster. Xia Tong neither wants to take away her credit nor take advantage of others.

So she calmly took out the porcelain vase and repeated Wang Jingyi's words without adding any detail.

The emperor's attitude seemed very cold, "The Imperial Hospital has been helpless these years, and her family does not practice medicine. What can be done."

Xia Tong said honestly: "It is said to be an ancestral folk remedy in her family, which is extremely effective in treating headwind syndrome."

Liu Zhang was not interested, "Since it is a folk remedy, there is no need to try it."

The disease enters through the mouth. He is the emperor and has a noble status. How could he use something of unknown origin? What's more, "head wind" is just a term, and his disease has nothing to do with headache.

Xia Tong had seen his bad temper when he was ill, so she deliberately persuaded him to give it a try - she didn't want to deal with an unstable person all day long, especially when this person was her nominal husband.

Apparently the emperor had heard this kind of talk too much, and became impatient after saying a few more words. Seeing Xia Tong trying his best to recommend the little sister, he said with a cold face: "You trust her so much, why don't you test the medicine for me yourself?

It also makes me feel at ease."

Xia Tong felt a little jealous when he heard this and couldn't help but be stunned.

But Xia Tong didn't dare to refuse the emperor's words, so he had no choice but to open the porcelain bottle and drink it down. Even though the medicine might not be right for the patient, Wang Jingyi didn't dare to hurt the dragon's body.
To be continued...