There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 321 A handkerchief causes a peerless hidden danger (1)
In the imperial study room, Chu Yuchen was dressed in a dragon robe, and was reading the memorial with his head buried, but suddenly he received a message from his servant: Mr. Su begged to see him.

Su Gui asked to see him?Suqin?

What is she doing here?Are you still in good health?Why are you walking around again?
"Let her come in." Chu Yuchen put down his pen and ink, stretched wearily, his neck was so sore, and looked out the window. At some point, the night was already dark.

"My concubine has met the emperor, long live the emperor, long live, long live." A gentle voice sounded softly. Just by hearing this voice, one knew that the speaker was a gentle, kind and beautiful woman.

"Get up, you are not in good health, why did you come to the imperial study?" Chu Yuchen got up, and personally helped Yang Churuo, who was sickly pale and dressed in black and elegant clothes, lowered her head, and held the cup in her hand The soup stopped for a few seconds longer.

"The concubine knows that the emperor has a lot of things to do every day, and she is afraid that the emperor will be tired, so she boiled a bowl of white fungus soup for the emperor. Yesterday, the emperor also agreed, ahem..." Yang Churuo smiled lightly, and put the white fungus soup in his hand on the table Come on, open the lid, a burst of tangy aroma came, and said with a smile, "Do you want to taste it, Your Majesty?"

"Is this made by Concubine Ai?" Chu Yuchen took a few glances at the soup. Chu Yuchen was eager to try.

He heard her talk about it yesterday, and he was heartbroken for a while, but he thought that she would at least wait for her illness to recover before doing it, but he didn't expect that she would send it so soon.

"Concubine Ai, your health is not good. From now on, you can leave this kind of work to the servants. I don't lack anything here."

"My concubine thinks about it, I will be more careful in what I cook, and I will like what the emperor eats more. Your majesty, here..." Yang Churuo filled a bowl and handed it to Chu Yuchen. Although his face was pale, he still blocked it. She couldn't help her beauty, and under the candlelight, it showed a more hazy beauty.

Chu Yuchen took it, picked up the spoon, took a sip, a burst of sweetness hit his heart, not only his mouth was full of sweetness, but even his heart was full of sweetness, he nodded appreciatively, He drank a few more sips and boasted, "Not bad, sweet but not greasy, the taste is just right, Aifei is good at cooking, it seems that I will have good luck in the future."

"If your Majesty likes it, can you send some more from your concubines?" Standing beside Chu Yuchen, Yang Churuo smiled softly, but her water-cut eyes remembered all the layout of the imperial study. , and even a pair of bright eyes, scanning the various places in the imperial study where soldiers can be hidden, as well as places where hidden boxes may be hidden.

"Of course it's good, but I have to wait until my concubine is better before doing it, otherwise, I will be angry." Chu Yuchen held her cold hand, and his heart was as sweet as tremella soup.He was afraid that after he ate the white fungus soup she made, no matter who made the white fungus soup in the future, he would not be able to eat it anymore.

Yang Churuo wanted to pull his hand back conditionally, but when he thought of the purpose of coming here, Yang Churuo let him pull, nodded obediently, "Does the emperor want to eat more?"

"Of course, Aifei made it herself. If I didn't finish eating, wouldn't it be a waste of Aifei's intentions? Come, let's eat together." Chu Yuchen personally poured a bowl for Yang Churuo.

"My concubine, thank you Your Majesty." Yang Churuo took the white fungus soup in fear, with a shy expression on his face, lowered his brows, and shared the white fungus soup with Chu Yuchen, but those eyes swept across every corner of the imperial study without any trace, It ended up in the memorial on his desk.

With a sweeping glance, Yang Churuo remembered all the content of the memorial in his heart, with a gentle smile on his face, and asked with some hesitation, "Your Majesty, where are you... tonight?"

(End of this chapter)