This queen is not too curly

Chapter 111 This dog emperor is quite picky

The panicked rabbit was carried away, and peace finally returned to Wangshu Palace.

Ruan Zhu stood at the door, hesitant to speak: "Is your majesty still waiting for Your Majesty?"

Yan Yuan yawned: "Wait, sleep."

Yan Yuan slept very comfortably that night.

When I woke up, it was already bright, and the maids were already waiting outside the bedroom.

Ruan Zhu came with a basketful of gossip about the Weaving Department, and Yan Yuan, while washing her hands, listened to Ruan Zhuxu's rambling, telling about the latest big and small turmoil in the Weaving Department.

Today's weaving department is already a pool of muddy water.

Those who are making money are making money, those who are crazy are crazy, people from all walks of life have their eyes red for fame and fortune, and the bold ones have already made enough leftovers, and they have started private business in the palace, and the whole weaving department is full of smoke.

Ruan Zhu said: "Madam, can we bear it?"

Yan Yuan said: "Forbearance."

Ruan Zhu had worry in his eyes, but he didn't say anything after all.

Yan Yuan had finished washing, she raised her head and asked Ruan Zhu, "Is there any trouble in the Imperial Hospital?"

Ruan Zhu blinked: "Only that rabbit is sick, the rest seems to be fine."

Yan Yuan said, "Are there any rumors of things being lost or searched?"

Ruan Zhu was inexplicable: "No, what are you throwing?"

Yan Yuan breathed a sigh of relief: "It's nothing."

It seems that the documents "borrowed" yesterday were not found.In fact, apart from her, no one cares about the affairs of Kui Yuying. As long as people don't get caught, it is not easy to be discovered.

There is borrowing and repayment, and it is not difficult to borrow again.

While Qiu Yu was still recuperating in the imperial hospital, this opportunity was rare, so he had to hurry up.

So in the afternoon of the same day, Yan Yuan went to the Imperial Hospital with some snacks.

First go to Qiu Yu's side, give the snacks to Qiu Yu, and then arrange the time with him, let him find a time to go to the attic of the small building to return the book, and borrow one or two more by the way.

Yan Yuan smiled and said, "Please trouble the guard Qiu."

Qiu Yu was a little nervous holding the food box.

He wanted to kneel down to thank him, but Yan Yuan didn't seem to like him kneeling often, so he could only hook his shoulders and said stiffly: "Thank you for your kindness, your mother can tell you something, you don't have to...don't..."

He wanted to tell Yan Yuan that he didn't have to bring snacks every time.

This is unreasonable and provokes criticism even more.

But seeing Yan Yuan's clear and open face, he felt that it was a kind of embarrassment for him to bring these harem quarrels to her.

So I can only lower my head, look at the exquisite pastries, and imagine that each piece of them has a sweet smell.

Yan Yuan said: "It's okay, I don't just send you a box of cakes from Ben Gong."

So Qiu Yu felt a little disappointed.

But only a little.

And it was quickly blown away by the wind.

Qiu Yu raised his head, smiled and said, "Yes."

Yan Yuanrang nodded, took the rest of the food box and turned to the small building again.

Today's situation is different from yesterday's. Xiao Yuan smiled happily when he saw it, and came up to him: "My Lady! It's a coincidence that my Lady came today, and Master is here!"

Yan Yuan: "..."

Yan Yuan: What a pity.

A decent smile played on her lips.

After a while, Luo Ziqiu went out to greet Yan Yuan, who invited Yan Yuan into the room and served him a pot of good tea.

Tea smoke curled up, Yan Yuan looked at Luo Ziqiu through the heat.

Luo Ziqiu was wearing a wide-sleeved Confucian shirt, with handsome and elegant features, only a slight crease at the corner of the eye, not only did not show his age, but added a touch of elegance.

Although he is a bit older, he is indeed a good skin.

Yan Yuan thought in her heart.

And he is not timid, neither humble nor overbearing.

Being able to accompany the king all year round, being a caring person, being a military advisor, and being able to regulate the body, is indeed much better than Song Wan'er.

The more Yan Yuan thought about it, the more reasonable she felt, and there was a different meaning in her eyes.

Luo Ziqiu's eyelashes moved slightly, and he laughed: "Why is your empress looking at Weichen like this all of a sudden?"

She looks better than usual when she smiles.

It's pleasing to the eye.

Yan Yuan looked directly at Luo Ziqiu's smiling face, feeling a little envious in her heart.

This dog emperor is quite picky.

Perhaps her gaze was too straightforward, Luo Ziqiu's fair face finally showed a hint of embarrassment.

But he concealed it very well, instead of evading, he lowered his head and laughed out loud: "The empress visited the imperial hospital for two consecutive days, but do you have something to tell me?"

Yan Yuan said: "Yes."

She had been prepared for a long time, and pushed the food box in front of Luo Ziqiu: "This is a pastry from the Northwest. The Luo imperial doctor worked hard to treat Qiu Yu. Qiu Yu was saved by this palace. I have always wanted to thank Qiu Yu." Doctor Luo, it's a pity that yesterday was unlucky."

If only today was no coincidence.

Unfortunately today, I can still come tomorrow.

Yan Yuan sighed in her heart.

"Then I would like to thank the empress for her kindness."

Luo Ziqiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and landed on the food box, opened the food box with his fingertips, squeezed a piece from it, and put it into his mouth crisply.

Yan Yuan stared blankly at Luo Ziqiu.

When ordinary people receive rewards, most of them are just thankful, just like Qiu Yu just like holding the box and wanting to kneel but not daring to kneel, that is the most common reaction of ordinary people in the palace.

This is the first time she has seen such a...

Cough, fresh and refined and informal.

He really is someone who is always by your side.

Yan Yuan sighed deeply in her heart, seeing that he finally swallowed a mouthful, she asked curiously, "Does it still suit your taste?"

Luo Ziqiu thought for a while and said, "A little oily, a little salty, a little dry."

He was rarely honest.

Most of the dim sum in this palace are fresh and elegant, with a weak appetite, and the dim sum brought by her is indeed different from these tastes.

Yan Yuan laughed: "It's cold in the northwest, and the food is expensive. Whether it's ordinary people or frontier soldiers, it's hard work, so everyone likes food that is rich in oil and salt. It can give you more energy, and dry snacks are easier to preserve." , to facilitate cross-country marches.”

Luo Ziqiu listened earnestly, and he had already gnawed out the dim sum in his hands during the conversation: "Taste carefully, it is indeed unique."

He raised his head and looked inside the food box: "I see that there are many kinds of dishes inside, dare to ask your mother, which one is the best?"

His curious face, combined with his elegant appearance, is actually a bit cute.

Yan Yuan laughed out loud.

Although her motives were not pure at first, it is always a happy thing that the food in her hometown is loved by others.

She was also interested, and bent down to introduce him to him: "This is called rock chestnut cake. The taste will be lighter, with only a little bit of salt on the outside. Even if it is stored for three years, it will still have a fragrance."

Luo Ziqiu was like a curious student, with a gentle voice, eating whatever he gave.

Very well behaved.

Yan Yuan watched a little bit of hair drooping from his sideburns, and silently sighed in her heart, Chen Lingshen, this bastard... really knows how to pick...

Just as she was dreaming, Luo Ziqiu's voice sounded in her ears: "Dry rations and snacks that won't go bad for three years are indeed the best choice for military rations. Your Majesty is very familiar with these northwest foods, but Mrs. Dingbeihou's Handwriting?"

Yan Yuan was startled, and instinctively replied: "That's... not."

Her mother was born in the imperial capital, she is a serious lady from a famous family, she has always disliked these kinds of food, how could she do it?
She would know them all, thanks to her military career.

But that obviously couldn't tell him.

Yan Yuan was hesitating, but Luo Ziqiu had already changed the subject: "This minister has always had a big appetite, and this dessert from my empress really suits my appetite. I wonder if this minister can go to Wangshu Palace to ask for some tomorrow?"

Yan Yuan never imagined that there would be pies falling from the sky.

She was worrying about what reason she should use to borrow books tomorrow.

She immediately beamed with joy: "No need, Qiu Yu has been testing medicine for me these few days, and I will go to visit Qiu Yu with Chen Niang tomorrow, and I will bring Mr. Luo a change by the way."

Luo Ziqiu didn't refuse, just stood up, bowed and saluted: "Then I will thank you first."

Unexpectedly, Luo Ziqiu would take the initiative to speak, which made Yan Yuan feel unreal.

She chatted with Luo Ziqiu for a while, guessing that it was almost time, and Qiu Yu should have succeeded, so she got up and said goodbye.

Luo Ziqiu sent Yan Yuan to the gate of the Imperial Hospital, staring at the empty food box in Chen Niang's hand, hesitantly said: "Your Majesty."

Yan Yuan turned her head: "Huh?"

Luo Ziqiu hesitated for a moment and said, "Did you send these snacks to the Qianzheng Hall?"

Yan Yuan shook her head: "No."

She had already experienced how picky Chen Lingchen's mouth was.

He is just a pampered peacock, every hair is carefully groomed, how can he value these snacks accompanying the army?

Giving it to him is tantamount to wasting food.

Besides, the snacks brought by her father this time are not many, and she still has to save them to please Luo Ziqiu.

She was reluctant to send her to the Qianzheng Palace.

Yan Yuan smiled and said, "I will send some over when I have time."

Wait until next year to see, this year probably won't be available.

Luo Ziqiu heaved a sigh of relief and laughed, "Your Majesty, go slowly."

……

Yan Yuan did not walk slowly.

She was familiar with the way, detoured outside the courtyard wall of the imperial hospital, and threw a stone into it.

Qiu Yu climbed over the wall and handed over the paperwork to Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan asked him: "Did you find out? Is everything going well?"

Qiu Yu shook his head and said, "No one noticed, it went well."

Yan Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully put the document into Chenniang's food box: "Don't relax in everything, and you have to be careful."

After she finished speaking, she planned to go back. Before she left, she saw Qiu Yu's hesitant expression, and asked curiously, "What else is there?"

Qiu Yu frowned and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He said, "Nothing."

Just a little bit weird.

Qiu Yu had some doubts in his heart, but he didn't know where to start.

He was originally the emperor's guard, so he knew Chu Lingchen's character very well.

Chen Lingchen is a sensitive and suspicious person, and the things hidden in that study are much more important than he imagined.Although the soldiers are dangerous, and the most dangerous place is the safer place, but the defense of the small building is...too lax.

When he entered yesterday, there were several hidden guards outside the door.

Today is completely unimpeded.

It's like a situation that has been set up long ago to invite the king into the urn.

He thought that he was in danger this time, but he didn't expect that he actually took out the document safely.

How could this be?
Qiu Yu watched Yan Yuan's back as she left, feeling uneasy for a while, but she didn't know how to speak to her, so she could only watch her back disappear at the end of the road.

……

Three more days passed like this.

Yan Yuan asked Qiu Yu to borrow documents from the small building, which had increased from one volume to three volumes, and from three volumes to five volumes. Everything went so unbelievably smoothly that she couldn't help feeling suspicious.

But compared with the things recorded in the document, these doubts are not so important.

It is recorded in the document that the initial members of the Kuiyu Camp were not selected from the palace guards, but from a team called Xizhou Tiewei.

Yan Yuan was familiar with the ministers and generals who guarded the frontiers in the southeast, northwest and north of Yan Kingdom since she was a child, but she had never heard of such an army in Yan Kingdom, but she still knew the word Xizhou. The name of a small neutral country to the west of the country.

This small country had surrendered to Yan Country many years ago.

The empress dowager was born in this small country.

She was not only born in Xizhou, but also the first princess of Xizhou.

If this Xizhou Tiewei really refers to Xizhou, the mother country of the Empress Dowager, then after the death of the late emperor, Kuiyuying, a sharp knife, could take the initiative to hide the front without bloodshed, and after many years, he would use his blade again to hunt down and kill Chu Lingchen's person...

It is very likely that it has a great connection with Dang Chaotian.

but……

How is this possible?
They are biological mother and son.

But since Chen Lingshen collected these old files from the Kuiyu camp, does it prove that he knows it himself?
……

Confused thoughts stagnate in my heart.

The old wound on the shoulder was painful, Yan Yuan stretched out her hand to touch it, and felt that where her finger touched, it felt like a thin needle pierced it.

This touch is not very painful, but every needle reminds her that the wound has not healed, and she is still imprisoned in place.

Suddenly night fell.

Slight footsteps sounded outside the study, and the next moment, a father-in-law's voice sounded: "The Holy Majesty is driving Wangshu Palace—"

Yan Yuan was stunned for a moment, then raised her head, and saw Chen Lingchen stepping into her study very naturally.

At that time, the sky was already dark, and the palace lanterns glowed orange-yellow.

With an indifferent expression on his face, Chen Ling stood in front of her, holding a snow-white rabbit in his arms.

Yan Yuan: ...?
Meeting Yan Yuan's inexplicable gaze, Chen Ling's expression became more and more indifferent.

He frowned and looked away indifferently.

Yan Yuan: ………? ? ?
No, the big and the small are finding fault together?
(End of this chapter)