Leaving aside the frustration of his heart, Po quickly plunged into Monsanto Elm's arms and his little tail swayed with joy. Monsanto Elm lifted him from his armpit and kissed him in the mouth, saying unobtrusively, "Which one is it, point it out to me. ”
“Get up.” Put Po down, Meng Sangyu called up the Miyagi, without a trace of the three of them.
These three people she not only knew, but also very familiar. The youngest of them, Summer and Winter, is the new palace girl this year, the family background is quite clean, and the people are also very simple and cute. Meng Sangyu met her at a glance and promoted herself to Biao Palace. The other two, a higher name calling Lan Xin, a shorter name calling Huixin, were all chosen by Meng Father from the Meng family's children, and then sent to the palace with great effort. Because she once said that when Yincui and Bishui were a little older, they would be sent out of the palace to marry, without having to accompany themselves in the old death palace, Lan Xin and Huixin were the best candidates to succeed Bishui and Yincui Grand Palace women in the future. Meng Sangyu usually relied on the two and trusted them very much.
The three men, whoever betrayed themselves, were uncomfortable in Monsanto Elm's heart, but had to admire the strength of the setter. Her hands reached into Meng's house and the nails were still buried so deep. If it wasn't for Po's cleverness, she would not have escaped this time.
Thinking about it, she looked softly at Po. The little guy turned left around the three of them, smelled right, screamed twice around everyone, impartial, then ran upside down to her feet, a pair of wet black eyes full of guilt. Seeing him like this, Monsanto Elm Heart Collar Society, slightly asked the three of them a few words and picked up Po and left. It did not alarm the three of them at all.
After the master went away, the three of them sat around the fire stove and laughed, who was innocent, who could not really see the ghost.
“Ma'am, you're back.” After a long distance, Yin Cui and Bishui walked up to greet the Lord. The sky has completely darkened and the palace has lit a lantern. In the light of the large red lantern, the two faces were covered with a faint color, which looks very warm.
Monsanto Elm's cold expression raised a slight smile, slightly turning his head and holding Po back to his bedroom. There was a witch doll and two spells on the table in the bedroom, and besides opening the bed, the man also put a spell in the mezzanine of the main palace screen. The location is so secret. If Po wasn't sensitive to smell, who would have noticed?
“Ma'am, have you noticed any abnormalities?” Yin Cui lowered his voice and asked.
“Nothing. Just three places. Thank you, Po!” Monsanto Elm shook his head.
Bishui reported the investigation to the master, “Mother, the slave secretly asked, the eunuch who was on duty outside the bedroom walked away for a while today, who came in unauthorized and he had no idea, of course, that he could have guarded the theft. ”
“No, this man, Po, has already found it. It's Summer Winter, Lan Xin, one of Huixin's three people, possibly two of them, or three of them in partnership. All you have to do is keep an eye on the three of them, and don't beat the snake before this is over. ”
“Yes." Bishui and Yin Cui bowed.
“Thanks to Po today! Without Po, our Meng family would be ruined!” Monsanto Elm held Po in his arms and could not hold a kiss on his face.
Zhou Wudi hummed and enjoyed the enthusiasm and initiative of the woman as she squinted and licked her tongue back. Today he is very happy that the mulberry elm has been protecting him, and I did not expect him to be able to protect the mulberry elm, a feeling of satisfaction and achievement that cannot even be compared to the moment of his ascent.
Kissing the cup, Po's empty stomach suddenly screamed, making him look very stingy in the quiet hall. Zhou Wudi covered his face with claws and his blood gushed straight over his head. He's never been so ashamed! If I wanted to, he was an emperor. He was also the prince of Kim Jong-yu before he got to the throne. Who would starve him?
Monsanto Elm chuckled, pulling down his paws, rubbing his stomach to comfort him, “I'm hungry too! Go, go to the dining room and see if the nurse has the ingredients ready. I'll jump the wall for Po. ”
Long after the meal, the light was still on in the dining room. Sister Feng was busy with two palace ladies and saw the master come in for a quick salute.
“Are the ingredients ready?” Put Po on the table beside him, tell him to stay away from the fire, and roll up his sleeves as he asks.
“The hair is all soaked up and ready to be stewed on fire.” Sister Feng pointed to the ingredients beside her and said.
Monsanto Elm nods his head and puts ginger chips, asparagus, mushrooms, chicken, shrimp, belly, abalone, fish fins and other ingredients in a tile can layer by layer, stir-frying high soup and filling it in, put it in a steamer and slowly stew it with a flame.
Zhou Wudi looked quietly at her busy back. She changed into the most common dress, her hair wrapped in a blue cloth towel, without any decoration, but he thought the mulberry elm was the most beautiful, more beautiful than any woman he'd ever met. She was like a normal woman, busy just to get her husband home to have a hot soup. Because of this fantasy, Zhou Wu Emperor's heart trembled.
Warm and baked in the dining room, the scent of food gradually spreads. Put out the fire, the master spouse will not return to the bedroom, sit directly on the stool of the dining room to drink soup. Without a rich and royal setting, there were no servants in a group, but Zhou Wudi felt very satisfied when he saw the smiling face of the other person, and the soup in his mouth became the rarest delicious in the world.
The day begins with a cold breeze, but ends in warmth and tranquility.