Dress up and fight!

Chapter 1320 Ming Jun Cultivation Plan (44)

When they first ordered someone to sleep with them, these court ladies all rushed forward with red eyes, each with their own little thoughts.

There are no concubines around the emperor, if they sleep with them, they will be favored by the emperor, and if they are lucky enough to conceive a son and a half daughter, wouldn't it be a step up to the sky.

It's just that although their ideas are good, they can't stand up to An Ruochen's violent temper.

When An Ruochen had a nightmare, the bed companions called him louder and wanted to hit him, his voice was quieter and he wanted to hit him, his breathing was louder and he wanted to hit him, and even the shadows falling on the ground wanted to hit them. .

There was also a court lady who, relying on her good looks, went to An Ruochen's bedside and said a few more words, but was dragged out by An Ruochen's order and beaten to death.

After this incident happened, no matter how charming the maids' minds were, they were shattered.

Over time, sleeping with her became a chore.

Fortunately, there were no female relatives in the palace, and there were so many idle maids, everyone took turns to accompany them to bed, and no one would miss out on this dreadful errand.

When it came to New Year's Eve, no one really wanted to sleep with the tyrant.

Who knows if the tyrant will kill a few people on a whim to have fun during the Chinese New Year.

Moreover, if they are beaten at the end of the year, their luck will not be good this year, and they don't want to encounter this bad luck.

So the chief eunuch was in charge of the people in the house to send things in an endless stream, in order to keep them away from the few days from New Year's Eve to the fifteenth day.

The chief eunuch weighed these things, and finally arranged for those who did not give gifts or those who gave them light gifts to go to An Ruochen's palace to sleep with them.

The rest of the people continued to make preparations for the New Year's sacrifice step by step.

Thinking that there are still a few ambiguous idlers in the Lenggong, the head eunuch decided to be a good person to the end, and sent a batch of New Year gifts to the Lenggong and maids who help the cook to help Jin Qing and the others make dumplings.

It started snowing just after the beginning of winter, and since the chief eunuch decided to take care of them, although people came every day to deliver food and fetch pails.

But these people came and went in a hurry, and no one would rush to help clean the cold palace.

The three people in the cold palace were not diligent, so when the maids came over, the snow on the ground had covered their calves.

After the snow fell, three roads were stepped on the snow, one was from the gate to the kitchen, the other was from the kitchen to the bedroom, and the last one was from the bedroom to the base of the wall.

This shows the traces of Jin Qing and the others going in and out on weekdays.

Seeing that the cold palace was more desolate than they thought, the maids automatically divided into two groups, one group cleaned the snow in the yard, and the other group made dumplings in full swing in the kitchen.

Xue Wuchen stretched his neck over to look at it for a while, told him to put more vegetables and less meat later, then staggered away.

It's been cold recently, and he can't dry his books. In order to prevent the books in his stomach from getting "damp", he spends most of his time lying on the bed and "baking books" on the oven.

Since the charcoal fire is not as good as the sun, the time he baked the book also continued to prolong as the temperature dropped.

Jin Qing was not interested in making dumplings, she only liked to eat them, and after telling the maids to pack more, she also went back to the house and hid, leaving only An Jingxi, who was in high spirits, standing quietly at the door of the kitchen, ready to steal division.

After all, he was the former prince, so he couldn't just go in and learn how to make dumplings just for the sake of face.

But it's okay to take a peek. After he learns it, he can give it to Min'er when he has nothing to do.

An Jingyu is now ten years old, eats well on weekdays, and studies martial arts with Xue Wuchen every day, he looks like a teenager.

Seeing the former prince standing at the door of the kitchen peeking at him, the maids exchanged a veiled look: the former prince might have taken a fancy to someone.

Then they turned their backs and quickly started working on the work at hand: they were not interested in the prince who was in the cold palace, and they couldn't tell if the emperor got angry and the former prince would be cold.
Don't look at the chief executive's kindness to the former prince now, it's just for a good relationship.

If they were asked to gamble themselves on an unknown future, none of them would be willing.

Who doesn't know, whoever lives in the cold palace is no longer the master.

Seeing that their movements were getting faster and faster, An Jingyu felt anxious, wanted them to slow down but was still too embarrassed to speak, so he could only focus more on the movements of the maids.

Seeing An Jingyu's appearance, the maids acted faster: It's bad, the former prince really has a crush on one of them, they have to finish their work quickly and get out of the cold palace as soon as possible, and they must not get involved with the former prince together.

Although their ideas are good, they can't keep up with the rapid changes.

It was getting dark early now, just as the sky was getting dark, there was a knock on the door of the Leng Palace.

The little palace lady sweeping the snow in the courtyard hurried to open the door, but she didn't expect that it was An Ruochen who came over by the imperial driver.

Seeing that he was in the cold palace, An Ruochen reached out and tapped the side wall of the imperial chariot with his crutches, signaling the eunuch to put the imperial chariot down.

Then a strong eunuch came over and knelt on the ground, and respectfully carried An Ruochen into the courtyard.

The maids in the courtyard were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, but An Ruochen seemed to be in a good mood today and didn't trouble anyone.

Under the direction of the chief eunuch, the eunuch carried An Ruochen directly into Xue Wuchen's room, left An Ruochen alone, and quickly retreated out.

In the room, Xue Wuchen was breathing evenly and seemed to have fallen asleep, but his previously open clothes had been tightly tied up.

An Ruochen waited for Xue Wuchen to watch for a long time without saying a word, until it was completely dark before he said quietly: "An He, you are still blaming me!" If you don't complain, how can you avoid him many times Let him fend for himself.

The room was quiet, as if Xue Wuchen had fallen into a deep sleep.

An Ruochen rubbed his palms: "An He, has anyone told you that your sleeping posture is extremely bad. When you are sleeping soundly, you will turn to the left side and raise your legs high."

Hearing An Ruochen's words, Xue Wuchen slowly opened his eyes: "Then, you humiliated me deeply back then, and then I didn't save you when you were killed. Now it seems that we have settled before."

A trace of tyranny flashed in An Ruochen's eyes: "But the situation is different now, maybe me, us."

At this moment, there is no emperor or great Confucian in this room, only An He and You Zezhi.

Why is An He still unwilling to have a good talk with him? They have already missed too much time.

Xue Wuchen slowly sat up from the bed: "Perhaps you should go back to the palace, Your Majesty!"

He remembered that Jin Qing said that the path he chose, even if it was climbing, he had to climb to the end, so it was just right to give it to An Ruochen.

An Ruochen's few remaining fingers were tightly clenched, as if he wanted to say something more, but he lowered his head powerlessly: "An He, I want to eat dumplings." For some reason, every time he meets An He, he Unconsciously use my self-proclaimed.

Just as Xue Wuchen was about to answer, he heard the sound of chewing something coming from the window.

(End of this chapter)