The imperial concubine has been flipped again
Chapter 229 Shivering When I See Ginseng Soup
Chapter 229 Shivering When I See Ginseng Soup
Yuan Shen stood in the center of the hall and burped a few times while touching his swollen belly.
The emperor stayed in the Hall of Mental Cultivation for a few days, and he stayed here for a few days.
Not that he was needed on some important errand, but
In the past few days, the ladies in the palace took turns to bring ginseng soup to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and he was specially responsible for drinking the soup for the emperor.
Looking down at his belly, it seemed to be rounder.
Reach out and touch the chubby face, hey, it's more elastic.
It's just that now I'm scared when I see ginseng soup, and I tremble whenever I see Eunuch Zhang carrying a soup bowl into the hall.
"Your Majesty, it's a bit hot in the hall, and your subordinates should go out to breathe." After speaking in a low voice, he disappeared like a ghost with a whoosh.
Zhang Deming only felt that after a gust of cool wind blew across his face, the huge round ball that was originally standing in the center of the hall disappeared.
He shook his head, the past few yen have been fed by the grandfather to become more mellow.
Ling Juncheng brought the bowl to his lips, his handsome features were full of fatigue.
"How's the birthday party going?"
The ninth day of junior high school is the most difficult day to pass every year. If he is busy enough to forget everything, he is willing to work day and night, but the busier he is, the past events that he deliberately wants to hide are always with him, never far away for a moment.
"Don't worry, your majesty, everything is being prepared for the public in an orderly manner. As in the past years, I asked the queen mother in advance, and everything was done according to her wishes. The old slave has ordered everyone to prepare carefully."
Zhang Deming said softly.
After Ling Juncheng drank the soothing soup, he put down the bowl leisurely, his deep eyes filled with emotions that no one could see through.
She suggested more than once that there should be no banquet on her birthday, but how could I agree to her?She wants to forget the people and events of 19 years ago, how can she easily forget?
Zhang Deming silently looked at the empty bowl on the desk and felt relieved.
Master hasn't eaten much these days, so he finally drank this bowl of calming soup.
It's just that my grandfather hasn't rested much these days, and his face is really haggard.
"Order Yan Fei to entertain the envoys from all over the world. Don't be negligent. I entrusted him with such an important task when he just returned to Beijing before he settled down. It's really hard work for him."
Ling Juncheng reached out and rubbed the center of his brows.
After Jin An died, Yan Fei was the only person he could trust and be closest to.
Zhang Deming raised his forehead slightly: "The little prince has settled down all the envoys, and he also knows that the emperor is sympathetic to him, so he specially sent a letter to the emperor."
After submitting the letter, Zhang Deming breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the little prince rushed back to the capital at this juncture, otherwise the Long Live Lord would have to suffer even more.
Ling Juncheng unfolded the letter, and there were only two lines in the elegant lowercase script: Three thousand Japanese pirates in Liangbei were wiped out, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.Brother Anchen and younger brother Yan Fei are safe, don't read it. —— Yan Fei's own handwriting.
After closing the letter, the frowning eyebrows slightly raised.
When he was in despair, Yan Fei's letter from Kyoto was his only hope.
At that time, there would always be a line of heavy handwriting at the end of the letter-fourteenth brother An Yanfei Zean, miss.
After going through many unbearable things, he once thought that he would never see Yan Fei again, and he didn't want Yan Fei to know how dangerous his situation was, so every time he wrote back, he only had a chat: Fourteenth brother, please don't read.
After so many years, the two of them are both older. In the past, Yan Fei missed him, but now Yan Fei has become a person who is missed.
He guarded the peace of the entire land of Beiling for him. Wherever there was war, he was always the first to lead the army on his behalf without hesitation.
Thank you [wjk's little ancestor] for the reward, and thank you cuties for voting for your support.
Let's all work together and work hard towards our dreams!Duck!
(End of this chapter)
Yuan Shen stood in the center of the hall and burped a few times while touching his swollen belly.
The emperor stayed in the Hall of Mental Cultivation for a few days, and he stayed here for a few days.
Not that he was needed on some important errand, but
In the past few days, the ladies in the palace took turns to bring ginseng soup to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and he was specially responsible for drinking the soup for the emperor.
Looking down at his belly, it seemed to be rounder.
Reach out and touch the chubby face, hey, it's more elastic.
It's just that now I'm scared when I see ginseng soup, and I tremble whenever I see Eunuch Zhang carrying a soup bowl into the hall.
"Your Majesty, it's a bit hot in the hall, and your subordinates should go out to breathe." After speaking in a low voice, he disappeared like a ghost with a whoosh.
Zhang Deming only felt that after a gust of cool wind blew across his face, the huge round ball that was originally standing in the center of the hall disappeared.
He shook his head, the past few yen have been fed by the grandfather to become more mellow.
Ling Juncheng brought the bowl to his lips, his handsome features were full of fatigue.
"How's the birthday party going?"
The ninth day of junior high school is the most difficult day to pass every year. If he is busy enough to forget everything, he is willing to work day and night, but the busier he is, the past events that he deliberately wants to hide are always with him, never far away for a moment.
"Don't worry, your majesty, everything is being prepared for the public in an orderly manner. As in the past years, I asked the queen mother in advance, and everything was done according to her wishes. The old slave has ordered everyone to prepare carefully."
Zhang Deming said softly.
After Ling Juncheng drank the soothing soup, he put down the bowl leisurely, his deep eyes filled with emotions that no one could see through.
She suggested more than once that there should be no banquet on her birthday, but how could I agree to her?She wants to forget the people and events of 19 years ago, how can she easily forget?
Zhang Deming silently looked at the empty bowl on the desk and felt relieved.
Master hasn't eaten much these days, so he finally drank this bowl of calming soup.
It's just that my grandfather hasn't rested much these days, and his face is really haggard.
"Order Yan Fei to entertain the envoys from all over the world. Don't be negligent. I entrusted him with such an important task when he just returned to Beijing before he settled down. It's really hard work for him."
Ling Juncheng reached out and rubbed the center of his brows.
After Jin An died, Yan Fei was the only person he could trust and be closest to.
Zhang Deming raised his forehead slightly: "The little prince has settled down all the envoys, and he also knows that the emperor is sympathetic to him, so he specially sent a letter to the emperor."
After submitting the letter, Zhang Deming breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the little prince rushed back to the capital at this juncture, otherwise the Long Live Lord would have to suffer even more.
Ling Juncheng unfolded the letter, and there were only two lines in the elegant lowercase script: Three thousand Japanese pirates in Liangbei were wiped out, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.Brother Anchen and younger brother Yan Fei are safe, don't read it. —— Yan Fei's own handwriting.
After closing the letter, the frowning eyebrows slightly raised.
When he was in despair, Yan Fei's letter from Kyoto was his only hope.
At that time, there would always be a line of heavy handwriting at the end of the letter-fourteenth brother An Yanfei Zean, miss.
After going through many unbearable things, he once thought that he would never see Yan Fei again, and he didn't want Yan Fei to know how dangerous his situation was, so every time he wrote back, he only had a chat: Fourteenth brother, please don't read.
After so many years, the two of them are both older. In the past, Yan Fei missed him, but now Yan Fei has become a person who is missed.
He guarded the peace of the entire land of Beiling for him. Wherever there was war, he was always the first to lead the army on his behalf without hesitation.
Thank you [wjk's little ancestor] for the reward, and thank you cuties for voting for your support.
Let's all work together and work hard towards our dreams!Duck!
(End of this chapter)
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