The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

Chapter 37 [37] Never took care of a paralyzed man

Suddenly, one morning, Ying Liyang did not come.

Yun Mumu woke up naturally after sleeping, stretched her waist, opened her sleepy eyes, and looked around.

Wow, I can sleep until I wake up naturally, I really feel the air around me is relaxed and happy.

"Ajiu, Bingqiao." She called twice in a hoarse voice.

The person who didn't call her in woke up Duan Yihuang instead.

The man yelled annoyed, "Damn woman, you're making so much noise."

In fact, it is not only Yun Mumu who is tortured by Ying Liyang every day, but also Duan Yihuang.

Every morning, before dawn, he entered his bedroom like a ghost, so unscrupulous, I don't know what Duan Yiyao thought when he found out.

But it doesn't matter, even if Duan Yiyao knew about Ying Liyang's identity, he didn't dare to do anything.

Ying Liyang didn't come today, I thought I could sleep well, I didn't want this dead woman to wake up so early.

He didn't sleep well last night. This woman was always sneaking around in the middle of the night and doing some tricks to him.

I don't know what she is going to do.

Yun Mumu ignored Duan Yihuang's roar, Ah Jiu came in with a washcloth and a blanket.

Bingqiao, who was already familiar with it, was no longer so afraid of strangers, and went to get the charcoal fire early, and prepared breakfast for everyone by the stove.

She knew that Yunmumu couldn't get used to the food brought by the imperial dining room, so she liked to use the big stove sent by Prince Jing to cook a small stove or something.

Especially those radishes and greens that I grow have a special liking.

I always boast that the vegetables I grow are fat and fresh.

Yun Mumu, who had finished grooming, walked to the big stove with her skirt in hand.

Looking at the things that are sizzling in the small iron pot with a bright glance, the color looks very beautiful.

"Bingqiao, what are you doing?"

"Empress, this is a specialty of our hometown. It's called hot and sour soup. The hot and sour appetizer is sour. This servant made some specially for you to try." Bingqiao threw some coriander that she picked into the pot.

It makes the mushy soup look more delicious.

The gluttons in Yunmumu's stomach almost ran out.

"Are you ready? When can I eat?"

"Immediately, my servant is still baking a few pieces of pancakes by the stove. This pancake is even more delicious when paired with Hu spicy soup."

After she finished speaking, she picked out a few pancakes baked on the stove with a shovel and put them on a lacquered plate.

Yun Mumu looked at the dry pancakes and hot spicy soup in front of her, and looked at the man lying on the bed with distressed eyes, always staring at her with her eyeballs.

"This doesn't seem to be suitable for paralyzed people."

Those eyes immediately stared at Bingqiao again.

Bingqiao instantly felt that she was hit by a cold light, her legs softened, and she knelt down on the ground: "The emperor forgives me, this servant has never taken care of a paralyzed man, so I don't know what can be eaten by a paralyzed man, and what can't be eaten by a paralyzed man. "

The handsome face of the man on the dragon couch immediately turned black, and he said coldly: "Bingqiao, I will give you a chance to reorganize your language."

The voice was like the bottom of the mysterious ice that had been coming for thousands of years, making Bingqiao feel that she was about to be cleansed by the ice, and for a while she didn't know where she said wrong.

"The emperor forgives the sin, the servant deserves to die, the servant deserves to die."

Duan Yihuang: ...

If there is such a master, there will be such a slave. If it weren't for him not being able to move, would you still be alive, little maid?
(End of this chapter)