Junior sister, she is cute and sweet

Chapter 40 It's Raining
Bi Luo understands that this matter is still related to her, but no matter how she listens, she feels that she is listening to something about someone else, without any awareness or feeling of the protagonist?Bi Luo shook her head, feeling that the hope of finding it might be very small.

Biluo received the important task in the morning, and the head of the imperial dining room said: "Biluo, today you will be in charge of serving the emperor's breakfast. You need to be careful."

"I see, there's no problem, it's on me." Bi Luo said confidently without any pressure.

The head of the imperial dining room looked at Bi Luo with some disdain, and felt that Bi Luo had no modesty, and was really conceited and unloved.

Bi Luo is a straight line, she doesn't care about these things, she doesn't care, love or not?I don't care?
Soon Biluo prepared breakfast, a few very simple home-cooked dishes, a bowl of porridge, a tofu with shallots, a stir-fried vegetable, and a steamed bun.

After it was ready, it was sent to someone. Biluo didn't feel any pressure at all, she was sure that the emperor would like to eat it.

But someone came to trouble her, the head of the imperial dining room: "Biluo, what's the matter with you? Your head wants to move? How can you feed the emperor with that kind of shabby food, it's like pig food, you...you are angry Kill me." The head of the imperial dining room pointed at Bi Luo's face and cursed, a little bit annoyed.

Bi Luo stood on the spot with her arms folded, looked straight at the face of the head of the imperial dining room, and said disdainfully: "If the emperor just likes to eat the pig food in your mouth, I don't know who it is at that time." My head is about to move." Bi Luo uttered these words calmly, walked forward, and pulled back the finger pointed at Bi Luo by the head of the imperial dining room, and laughed, doing his own thing Things go.

"Bold, you slaves... are all over the top." The head of the imperial dining room was about to vomit blood from Bi Luoqi, and there was a rhythm of a heart attack as he clutched his heart.

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"Good news, good news, the emperor has eaten, eaten all, finished eating, and there is nothing left." A kitchen assistant entered the kitchen excitedly, announcing the good news loudly.

The face of the head of the imperial dining room froze, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, Biluo laughed out loud, feeling very happy in her heart, she was actually the one who was ridiculed by others.

The head of the imperial dining room coughed awkwardly and left with his hands behind his hands.

Soon someone surrounded Bi Luo and asked curiously; "Bi Luo, how did you do it? Why did the emperor just eat it? Do you have any magic power?"

Bi Luo laughed and said: "It's very simple. When you wake up in the morning, people's appetite is not good. Eating greasy food will only make you feel worse. Cooking some light appetizers will naturally arouse people's appetite. Besides, the emperor spends the whole day They all eat delicacies from mountains and seas, and I have long been tired of eating them, but I find it rare to eat simple tea and light meals once in a while."

"That's right, that's right, why didn't we think of it, Biluo, you are too powerful." There was applause from all around.

Bi Luo begins her long journey of searching for memories...

Xiaocheng has been struggling with the problems in his mind for the past few days, and he has no energy. After eating, he will go to his room again, thinking about what to do?
It's time for dinner again, Xiaocheng went to the dining hall of the palace to eat on time, he ate the rice dully mouthful, tasteless like chewing wax.

Qing Jue looked at Xiaocheng like this, and didn't understand what was going on?Could it be that he was too fierce last night and scared Xiaocheng?
"Xiaocheng, what's on your mind?" Qing Jue finally asked, he was a little worried what happened to Xiaocheng?How listless.

Xiaocheng's reaction was a little slow, and he raised his head to speak after a long time, "I have nothing on my mind." A smile was forced on his face, which was uglier than crying.

Xiaocheng didn't say anything, Qing Jue didn't ask any more, took a piece of meat and put it in Xiaocheng's bowl, Xiaocheng pulled out his chopsticks into his mouth, and swallowed it without chewing a few times. After eating, he got up dully and left, back to the room.

Qing Jue looked at the stiff action and Xiaocheng's leaving figure, wondering what happened?Are you angry with yourself?
Tomorrow is the last day, and the entanglement in Xiaocheng's heart becomes more intense.

I tossed and turned all night, unable to fall asleep at all, and only fell asleep when it was almost dawn.

The sad thing is that Xiaocheng slept through it, and it was already noon when he woke up. The weather today is a bit gloomy, and the sky is very dark, which seems to be suitable for sleeping. Xiaocheng is a little annoyed seeing the weather.

"Go? Don't go? Go? Don't go?" Xiaocheng was entangled, still entangled.

"Yes, I'll let God decide." Xiaocheng picked up a piece of paper on the table, folded it in half and tore it open, and then tore the two pieces of paper together. After doing this several times, Xiaocheng made a decision.

"If the number of torn pieces of paper is odd, I won't go, but if the number is even, I will go." Xiaocheng began to count the pieces of paper torn by him.

"It's an even number. It seems that God asked me to go, so I will go. I'm sorry, Master. Don't worry. When I learn it, I will pretend to be a man again." Xiaocheng finally showed a long-lost expression on his face. The smile was bright and bright, in stark contrast to the windy weather outside.

However, this method does not know whether Xiaocheng is self-paralyzed or has not discovered that after folding in half, overlapping and tearing will always be an even number, and will always be divided into two, and there will be no odd numbers.

Xiaocheng hurriedly found out the women's clothing that he had quietly bought before going out, and locked the door tightly, making sure no one was there. After being safe, he changed into the women's clothing, which was a pink dress. Put on a bun.

After inquiring about the surrounding environment, he quietly slipped out from the back door of the palace. After going out, Xiaocheng breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, fortunately, no one noticed.

The weather became worse, the wind was strong, and Xiaocheng's dress was flying in the wind, but Xiaocheng was very happy in her heart, her heart was crying, and her steps were cheerful and easy.

The rain is coming, the raindrops are very large, the raindrops are very dense, and the ground is biadabiada. The small town doesn't care at all, running in the rain, enjoying the baptism of the heavy rain, not caring about getting wet, cheering and jumping towards the goal As the rain was getting heavier and heavier, Xiaocheng realized that this was a problem, because his clothes were soaked and his hair was soaked. Looking at the dark sky, Xiaocheng only knew that he had to hurry up, otherwise he would be delayed. Signing up is miserable.

Xiaocheng was running at a high speed, and suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw an elderly man lying on the side of the road, with white hair, lying in the rain, shouting and moaning in pain, as if he fell hard.

Xiaocheng's speed was too fast, and when he stopped, he had already passed by. Xiaocheng stepped back quickly and asked anxiously, "Grandma, what's wrong with you?"

"I accidentally slipped and fell, and I lost all feeling in my legs, and I couldn't get up, girl, please help me, take me home, please do me a favor." The old grandma's rough and aging hands covered with spots were propped on the ground , Want to get up but can't get up, try again and again but fall into the muddy water feebly, splashing layers of muddy water droplets.

Xiaocheng looked around, feeling very strange, grandma must have been struggling for a long time, why no one came to help, and they all hid under the house to hide from the rain?
Xiaocheng saw the densely packed people sheltering from the rain under the eaves, their eyes big and small, the hundreds of pairs of eyes standing under the eaves were all on Xiaocheng and the old man at this time.

Xiaocheng looked at the people who watched the old man struggling but did not make any move, a shallow, imperceptible contemptuous smile flashed on the corner of his mouth, without the slightest hesitation, he squatted down beside the old man , helped the old man up, the old man grabbed Xiaocheng's shoulders, and climbed up with difficulty, Xiaocheng slowly carried the old man on his back. At this time, his clothes were completely wet, and the heavy rain made Xiaocheng's pace a little slow, even a little cumbersome .

(End of this chapter)