Leader Lan Palace

Chapter 842 Volume Two 362 Frozen Pears (5 More)
As night fell, Wanxi sat on the kang, tucked her feet under the quilt and covered her head, holding a frozen pear in her hand to eat.

In the end, it was still blocked when the emperor picked up the curtain to come in.

The emperor immediately raised his eyes: "Didn't I tell you not to eat these frozen goods in the future?"

Wanxi hurriedly stuffed the remaining half of the pear into her mouth in two mouthfuls, swallowed it straight down her neck, and then smiled flatteringly at the emperor.

"Don't worry, sir, it's all slowed down, neither hard nor cold."

The emperor came and sat down, and reached out to touch her forehead: "Look, hasn't this been pulled out?"

Wanxi hurriedly showed her feet that were placed on the top of the kang and covered with a quilt: "But look at me, my head is warm. It's Chinese New Year's Eve, so let me take a bite~"

The emperor touched her feet again to make sure that the soles of her feet were hot, so he snorted.

"Anyway, you stretched your neck and swallowed it. No matter how forbidding my master is, I can't reach into your throat and dig it out!"

Wanxi blinked and smiled: "It's been a while, it's sweet and soft, I'll go get one for you to taste?"

The emperor smiled and said nothing, and Wanxi jumped off the kang with her bare feet. She also fished one for the emperor, covered it with a handkerchief to suck cold water, and brought it to the emperor's mouth.

The emperor glanced at Wanxi while eating the frozen pear.

"Today, it's quite a big deal. The leaves are worthless, but with so many red-painted boxes, they cost one or two hundred silver. What's the matter, are you rich again?"

Wanxi blushed, feeling a little guilty.

However, he still shook his head: "My lord was fooled by me too. The box looks like carved lacquer, but it is not. If it is really a carved lacquer box, according to the standard of the inner factory, it will have to be painted with dozens of layers of lacquer; after painting, dry it in the shade. Re-carving, re-painting, and then drying in the shade... How much work will it take, and how much money will it cost. The slave can’t afford it.”

"What the servant gave away was actually a small carved wooden box, with only two coats of raw lacquer painted on it. It just looks like carved lacquer from the outside."

The emperor snorted softly: "You still talk about being so loyal...it turns out it's just a bluff."

Wanxi laughed: "The slave's 'Danxin' does not mean that the box is red, but the "Heart Sutra" in the box!"

There seemed to be a sly look in the emperor's eyes, but he didn't say much, so he hummed and stopped asking.

Wanxi was still tired, and asked softly: "Now... the empress should go back to the palace, right?"

The emperor nodded: "Yes, she didn't kneel for a while, and she went back when it was just getting dark."

Wanxi laughed.

She turned to look out the window.From the length of time a person kneels down to worship the gods, one can see whether the person is sincere or not.

If you really admit your mistakes, you will definitely not be able to kneel before the gods; if you pretend to kneel for a while and then leave, then you will not admit defeat in your heart.Even the moment he walked out of Kunning Palace and turned his back on the gods, he made up his mind to take revenge.

Wanxi slightly raised the corners of her lips: "Master... In fact, it doesn't matter if the slave is greedy for such cold things, is it? The slave has not moved in these years, even if he may have something to do with greed when he was young, but these years In the past, bowl after bowl of hot deer blood wine should have been cured long ago."

"Since the master also understands in his heart that the slave's body has nothing to do with being greedy, then I also beg the master to stop the slave from being greedy."

The emperor was slightly taken aback: "Jiu'er, you?"

Wanxi tried her best to smile and blinked: "Didn't the master say that I haven't moved in these years, is it the avoidance soup bestowed by the master? Then there is nothing wrong with frozen pears."

(End of this chapter)