Chapter 459: The pain of deceiving comes to an end 7
The exquisite and clear voice sounded tremblingly at this moment: "Your Majesty, your Majesty, your Majesty has fallen asleep. Your Majesty, please come back."
Xue Pinggui finally understood why the word "thousand years old" did not suit his ears. Of course, calling him "Your Majesty" was even more popular with the king.
"What a bastard!" the chamberlain scolded angrily: "Your Majesty, come here, do you still have a reason to block the door? Open the door immediately, otherwise we will see how you, a daring maid, will be punished."
Linglong almost cried. It was an easy task to serve this old woman who lived in a broken cave dwelling, but she didn't expect her to be turned away by the king: "I don't dare, the queen said, she doesn't want anyone to disturb her when she is resting. If she is disturbed, She wants to punish this slave. Please forgive me. Your Majesty must be very tired after traveling all the way.”
The chamberlain couldn't laugh or cry. He didn't know what kind of opera the queen was singing: "Hey, you little girl, you are getting more and more enthusiastic. Believe it or not, I will ask the guards to break the door open!"
"Hey~" Xue Pinggui, who was still sitting on the dragon chariot, raised his hand to stop: "No, let's go back to Jinxiu Palace."
The chamberlain then turned around and shouted: "Get off and go back to Jinxiu Palace."
After hearing this, Linglong, who was inside the door, fell down weakly and wiped away cold sweat. In this short period of time, the sweat soaked through the second layer of clothes.
Dai Zan, who was sitting in the Jinxiu Palace and had not yet laid down, was so angry that he tore his handkerchief to pieces. When he learned that Xue Pinggui was back, he was immediately overjoyed and greeted him with a smile!
Holding Xue Pinggui's hand: "How does the king go and come back?"
Seeing Dai Zan's smiling face and her phoenix eyes getting brighter, Xue Pinggui hesitated for a moment, then smiled and hugged Dai Zan: "She was so tired from traveling these past few days that she took a rest early. So she simply turned back and accompanied the princess. ”
I dare not say that I was actually rejected, otherwise the princess would be angry and wonder why she came here without accompanying you. Get out!
"You are the only one who cares about others, and you are not afraid that I will be tired? You don't have to accompany me anymore." When Dai Zan said this, he did not drive the person away.
Sure enough, he was just acting coquettishly, and Xue Pinggui simply picked her up and said, "I have been thinking about you all the way. Princess, please take pity on me. I will suffer a little more tonight." He strode towards the big carved bed.
At this time, Xining was lying on the bed. It was still early to fall asleep, so he closed his eyes and rested his mind.
There is no one of hers here, no one to help her inform the news. Otherwise, we can know whether Xue Pinggui spent today at Dai Zan's place or in the imperial study room.
Thinking about it, Xue Pinggui didn't dare to tell the truth. If he told the truth, what would Dai Zan do? If you chase her away, she will be considered coquettish; if you don't chase her away, she will feel unhappy. With Xue Pinggui's ability to coax women, he would definitely not say that he was rejected here.
Thinking of this, I closed my eyes and fell asleep comfortably.
She got up early the next morning, sat in front of the mirror and asked Linglong to help her dress up.
Really, if you don’t want to go through the days of being taken care of, you have to marry a scumbag to your death, just because you had a dream and burned some incense in the yard? If it is true that a god entrusted me with a dream, this god is really irresponsible. Why not introduce him to a scumbag?
"Your Majesty, your hair is combed!" Linglong took a step back, picked up a small bronze mirror from the plate held by the palace maid next to her, and shined it on the back of her head, so that she could see her entire combed hair in the mirror in front. Styled.
Xining rubbed his temples and looked at it. After so many years, the body owner's original dark and thick hair became sparse and dull, and was mixed with white hair. Linglong tied her wig with a high bun and put on various headdresses to cover her white hair.
In fact, I am already old. I wear so many headdresses and have a yellow, black and wrinkled face. I feel like Grandma Liu in the Grand View Garden with flowers on her hair. Xining nodded: "Not bad."
After being praised, Linglong's nervous face finally relaxed. She put down the mirror and saluted: "Please have breakfast, my lady." She stepped forward to help her.
Xining walked to the table and sat down with Linglong's support. Breakfast is relatively simple, consisting of a small bowl of millet porridge, a basket of steamed buns on the table, and a few plates of pickles, pickled radish strips, sauerkraut and so on, a total of eight dishes.
Xining looked at it: "Is the cook who prepared breakfast the same as yesterday?"
"Yes, your Majesty!" Linglong looked at the table and understood something immediately. She quickly reached out to pick up the pickled radish strips and placed them on the maid's plate next to her. Her tone was a little more serious: "Tell the cook who prepared the side dishes that your Majesty is taking... Ginseng, don’t use these things that conflict with each other and reduce the effect of the medicine. And next time, you won’t be able to skip it!”
Not only pickled radish strips, but also spicy vegetables were put on the plate. Now there were only two dishes left on the original table.
Seeing that there were less dishes on the table, Linglong asked softly: "Would you like me to order a few dishes and let the chef prepare them himself?"
In the Tang Dynasty, there were six bureaus and twenty-four divisions, including ten ministers, twenty-eight divisions, twenty-eight officers, twenty-eight palms, and numerous palace maids. But this is Xiliang. Although it adopts the Tang system, it does not require so many people. As soon as you hear the name, you know that the female officer in charge of food cooks the food herself.
It’s just breakfast, are you still waiting for steamed shrimp dumplings or something?
"It doesn't matter, that's it. It's enough to eat." Xining picked up the bowl and started eating. This basket of steamed buns is pretty good. There are six in each basket, all of them are about the size of soup dumplings, small and exquisite. Each one has a different taste. In addition to whole meat and vegetarian vegetable buns, there are also three fresh diced bamboo shoots and dried prunes and vegetables. There are two sweet ones, bean paste buns and rose winter melon.
She ate everything, and while she was drinking the remaining porridge, someone set it up, and it was Concubine De and Concubine Xian who paid their respects.
Linglong looked at the queen's face carefully, then turned to scold: "Go, the empress hasn't been canonized yet, why are they rushing over to please her? They must have visited the princess and stopped by to please her. Let them invite her back!"
"No, let them in." Xining continued to drink porridge.
Linglong was a little confused. She originally thought that the princess was difficult to take care of, but she just had to follow her hair. This master has no idea what he is thinking!
Concubine Virtue and Concubine Xian, dressed in silk and gold and silver hairpins, walked in. When they saw the new queen sitting and eating, they looked at each other and saluted together.
"See you, my empress. I wish your empress a thousand years of life!" It was said so tactfully that even men would look at her a few more times.
Xi Ning was still drinking porridge without raising his eyes: "You can tell she is a beauty just by the sound of her voice. Your Majesty is so lucky!" I just won't tell you, and I will just call your scumbag Majesty and figure it out for yourself.
Hearing this, they didn't know whether it was good or bad. The two of them didn't dare to get up. When they heard the queen follow closely: "Get up, please give me a seat." Then they breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and sat down next to them.
Concubine De was only 20 years old and looked as beautiful as a flower. She glanced at the table and immediately asked, "Why do you have so few dishes? There are only two plates. Your Majesty is too frugal."
Just waiting for the queen to say something high-sounding about being frugal and simple, increasing income and reducing expenditure, so that she can follow it with a few words of flattery.
(End of chapter)