Da Qin: The First Emperor wanted to train me to be the empress

Xu Man pursed his lips and said nothing. He sat silently beside his father, enjoying his feeding.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness, please wait."

Just as the chariot was about to set off, an urgent voice came from afar.

Following the sound, I saw an extremely stable figure approaching with "heavy" steps and quick movements.

"Let her come here."

Just as the guards raised their guns to block the road, Ying Zheng gave instructions.

The guards quickly put away their spears and stood solemnly.

Chu Zhuiyun carried the food box and ran to the emperor's chariot without stopping. He raised his head and said loudly: "Your Majesty and His Highness can take the breakfast that Yun'er has just prepared and enjoy it slowly."

Xu Man was stunned by her quick movements just now, and didn't react until Yun'er spoke.

She blinked, staring at the stable figure under the chariot with little stars flying around: "Yun'er, do you know kung fu?"

"Your Highness, don't you know?"

Yun'er was stunned by the question, blinked, and asked curiously, "Yun'er is the personal bodyguard specially selected for you by Madam and Sister Xue'er."

Naturally, he is also an important person who takes care of His Royal Highness's daily life.

Although she was only eleven or twelve years old when she followed His Highness, Madam had trained her as a guard a few years ago.

She was the one who trained the hardest and made the fastest progress among that group.

However, as His Highness grew up, they always stayed in the one-third-acre plot of Cuiwei Palace. Yun'er had no use for it and could only find ways to make delicious food for His Highness.

Xu Man: "Hehehe... I see."

Perhaps among the dozen or so people left in Cuiwei Hall, at least most of them were specially selected by her mother to leave to her.

It's just that she didn't think about it in this regard and only used them where she thought it was appropriate.

Yun'er's cooking was delicious, so he used her as a cook.

Now that I think about it, it’s really...

"Yun'er, why don't you come up and accompany me and my father to our mother?" Seeing his father's personal guards putting the food box sent by Yun'er into the chariot, Xu Man blinked and suggested cautiously.

"Ah? Your Highness, are you going to use Yun'er as a bodyguard?"

Yun'er was stunned for a moment, then looked at her happily, "Then, what should we do in the dining hall?"

She wanted to protect her Highness personally, but also wanted to cook the safest food for her Highness. She was really torn.

Seeing that she was so entangled, Xu Man did not embarrass her: "Then you should go back to manage the dining hall."

After all, what goes into the mouth is still very important. Without a reliable person to keep an eye on it, Xu Man is really afraid that someone without the foresight may tamper with the food.

"only."

Visible to the naked eye, the light in Yun'er's eyes gradually dissipated, and then he smiled again: "Your Highness, don't worry, Yun'er guarantees that the food made in the dining hall is safe and reliable."

"Well, I believe you."

After recovering his memory for all these years, Xu Man still trusted the fifteen people who stayed in Cuiwei Palace the most, "Come back, my father and I are about to set off."

"His Royal Highness would like to say hello to Madam on behalf of Yun'er."

Yun'er waved her hand and shouted loudly, "Just tell me that Yun'er will take good care of Your Highness and will not let Your Highness eat anything that is not to your liking."

"Okay, I thank you on behalf of my mother."

Xu Man smiled with tears in his eyes, watching Yun'er's 'heavy' steps gradually go away.

Thanks to everyone who grew up with her.

"Your mother is so considerate of you."

After listening to the conversation between the master and the servant, Ying Zheng thought of the time when his daughter was still in her infancy and Mrs. Liang passed away.

If it weren't for the loyal servants of Cuiwei Palace to take care of her, this child might not be old enough for him to find her.

Thinking of this, he tightened his big hands on his legs and sighed in his heart: "I owe this mother and daughter too much."

And the women in the harem.