The Queen of Salted Fish is an Inventor

Chapter 270
After saying that, Yan Ruoli didn't care about Aunt Ruyu's expression, and went straight into the main hall of Cuiyunxuan.

Yan Yu stepped forward and wanted to follow in, but Aunt Ruyu stopped her outside: "My lord, it's better for you to stay in the dormitory where the empress lives."

Yan Yu hehe.

It's not like he hasn't been here before, as for letting him avoid suspicion?
"Senior Sister?" Yan Yu reminded Yan Ruoli not to leave him outside alone.

Yan Ruoli rolled her eyes, turned around and looked at Yan Yu at the door and asked, "Are you here today just to convey a warning from senior brother?"

Yan Yu glanced at Aunt Ruyu, obviously she still had something to say.

"Okay, Ben Gong knows, you go back first!" I really don't want to talk nonsense with him.

"Wait." Yan Yu said at the top of his voice, "Don't take it seriously, this senior brother is really not joking with you."

"When was he not joking?" Yan Ruoli looked indifferent, waved his sleeves and shut Yan Yu out of the door.

Yan Yu was grinding her teeth in anger, and because of Aunt Ruyu's cold face and Jinyu guarding outside, she had to give up her mission of continuing to supervise Yan Ruoli.

"Don't blame Junior Brother that I didn't remind you, if you really insist on going your own way, you will look good to me." Turning her head indignantly, Yan Yu left Cuiyunxuan muttering.

But when he reached the gate of Cuiyunxuan, he suddenly changed direction and jumped out from the high palace wall.

Not to mention that Jinyu squatted at the gate of Cuiyunxuan and waited for Yan Yu for two full hours, let's say that after Yan Ruoli returned to the dormitory, she did not rest immediately, but plunged into her laboratory.

The next morning.

Civil and military officials came to Donghua Gate as usual before dawn.

Perhaps it was because the gate of the palace had not yet been opened, so groups of people gathered to talk and chat, and there seemed to be a tendency to form cliques.

"Master Wen, I heard that you had dinner with the Emperor Yan Concubine yesterday?"

The voice of ridicule sounded, with a trace of envy and jealousy.

Wen Youcai turned his head and saw the Yin of Shuntian Mansion coming over with a smile on his face, and said, "Fortunately, just fortunately."

While talking, his eyes wandered over the other people, indicating that not only him, but also several adults had dinner with the emperor.

The envious light in Shuntian Fu Yin's eyes became more and more obvious.

Seeing this, Wen Youcai hurriedly said, "Didn't Mr. Gu have good luck recently? Originally, Zhang Zhen should have been sent to your Shuntian Mansion, but he didn't want to be taken to Dali Temple by accident and let you escape." It's been a calamity!"

"No, I heard that Dali Temple Minister was not effective in handling the case and was fined by the emperor for three years of salary. I'm afraid he will drink the northwest wind for these three years."

Some people came over to tease again, and the group suddenly laughed and laughed.

Shuntian Fu Yin shook his head with a smile, and brought the topic back: "Don't talk about this, so as not to spoil everyone's interest, let's talk about what happened to you, Mr. Wen, yesterday."

Obviously this person has received some wind, otherwise he wouldn't have been asking endlessly.

Wen Youcai waved his hand, and a flash of aftertaste flashed in his eyes: "Don't talk about it, the officials will feel ashamed to talk about it."

"Hey, what's so embarrassing about it? Being able to eat at the same table with the emperor's concubines is a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes. I can't even envy you!"

As their voices grew louder, some officials were attracted to come over.

"Yes! Not everyone can eat at the same table as the emperor. Tell me, what did you eat yesterday? Could it be because you are in awe of the emperor and dare not eat anything?"

"Hahaha……"

(End of this chapter)