Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 201 The Emperor is Not Well

"Zijin, look what I brought you~" Light Smoke Singer carried a food box in his hand, stepped into the Jinluan Hall with small steps, and shook the food box in the air.

The little glutinous rice dumpling who was still sitting in front of the table reading a book saw the person coming, and immediately stretched her short legs, opened her small hands, and threw herself into Qingyange's arms, "Auntie, auntie, come here Why didn't you tell me?"

Qingyange squatted down slowly, pinched the tip of the little glutinous rice dumpling's nose, and said with a smile: "I deliberately told Eunuch Chen not to tell you, so I can give you a surprise~"

"Auntie, why are you thinking of coming to see Zijin today?" Little Nuomi Duanzi opened her round eyes as big as grapes, with joy that couldn't be concealed on her face.

Qing Yange smiled like a flower, and her tone became more and more gentle, "Because I miss Zijin, I brought you morning tea from Cantonese by the way~"

"Morning tea?" Little Nuomi Tuanzi's black and white pupils were full of doubts, he tilted his head softly, looking extraordinarily cute.

Qing Yange couldn't help rubbing his hair again, took his little hand, and led him to the dining table, "Come, aunt will take you to experience the charm of morning tea~"

Ying Jiaojiao first carried the small glutinous rice dumpling onto the stool, and then took out the breakfast food from the food box one by one.

He took out a pack of tea bags from the bottom of the food box, brewed a pot of chrysanthemum tea with ease, poured a small cup of tea and put it in front of the small glutinous rice dumpling, and said softly: "This is the morning tea in Guangdong. Well, you just need to drink tea, eat exquisite food, chat and eat slowly, and the whole morning will pass."

Little Nuomi Duanzi opened her eyes wide in surprise, "Auntie, why does it take so long for a breakfast meal?"

"Because this is the charm of morning tea, it's leisurely and emotional~" Qing Yange replied with a smile.

Afterwards, she picked up a spare rib and put it in a porcelain bowl of small glutinous rice dumplings, "Try it, this is delicious."

Ever since Qing Yange experienced the delicious morning tea last time, he and Jiu Que started drinking morning tea every now and then.

Sometimes Gongsun Ye would occasionally come to eat and drink.

Qing Yange felt that this way of eating was fresh, so she wanted to share it with the small glutinous rice dumplings, so she got up early today and asked the imperial dining room to prepare it in advance.

"Yeah, it's really delicious~" The little glutinous rice dumpling nodded happily, smiling like a kitten stealing fish.

"If you like, I can lend you the imperial chef of the Princess Mansion for a few days." Qingyange saw that the little glutinous rice dumpling was full of sauce, so she took out a handkerchief from her pocket and gently wiped the little glutinous rice dumpling. The corner of the mouth of the glutinous rice dumpling.

The little glutinous rice dumpling hesitated for a moment, but finally shook his head.

Qing Yange said softly: "What's the matter? Don't you like it?"

"Aunt, I can ask the imperial chef to make it and bring it here." Xiao Nuomi Duanzi's voice was soft and waxy, as if it hit someone's heart like cotton.

"I put the imperial chef in your dining room, you can eat whatever you want, there's no need to go through all this trouble." Qing Yange said.

The little glutinous rice dumpling flashed its big eyes, and said crisply and sweetly, "Because I want to eat with my aunt."

Ying Jiaojiao only felt a softness in her heart, her eyes shone like water, and her pink and thin lips parted slightly, "Okay."

"Auntie, you are the best~" Xiao Nuomi Duanzi got the affirmative answer from Qingyange, and she became happier after eating.

Finally, the meal ended with laughter and joy.

"Auntie, I have to go to calligraphy class later, so I won't see you off." The glutinous rice dumpling in a bright yellow robe stood obediently in front of the palace gate, looking at Qing Yange standing outside the palace, gently He bent over and apologized a little.

This is a soft little man, but he looks naive when he does this kind of action, which reminds Qing Yange of the little panda he saw in the panda base.

She stretched out her hand and rubbed the fluffy and soft hair of the little glutinous rice dumpling, and said with a smile: "Okay, Zijin is so good, that aunt is gone~"

"En!" Xiao Nuomi Duanzi nodded heavily, but there was a deep attachment and reluctance in those eyes.

Qingyange waved at the little glutinous rice dumpling, turned around and walked away slowly.

Xiao Nuomi Duanzi stared at Qingyange's back without blinking, and watched her leave, the nostalgia in her eyes was clearly visible.

"Your majesty, if you are reluctant to part with the princess, just say one word, and the princess will stay." Eunuch Chen stood behind the little glutinous rice dumpling, looking at the overly strong back, he said sincerely.

The little glutinous rice dumpling shook his head slightly, and said with a little milky voice: "No, my aunt will have a child soon, if I rely too much on my aunt, after my aunt has a child, I will divide it up and go away." A child's favorite."

"Oh." Eunuch Chen sighed.

Sensible children are always distressing.

"Let's go, I'm going to calligraphy class." Xiao Nuomi Duanzi said to Eunuch Chen.

"Here." Eunuch Chen immediately picked up the oil-paper umbrella by his side and put it on top of Xiao Nuomi Duanzi's head, took Xiao Nuomi Duanzi's hand, and led him out of the palace.

Eunuch Chen spoke as he walked, wanting to ease the worries in Xiao Nuomi Duanzi's heart, "Your Majesty, many unique varieties of lotus have been transplanted into the lake in our front yard. When the hot summer comes, the lotus will be in full bloom." The pool is very beautiful!"

"Eunuch Chen, it's only autumn, and it's still early for summer." Xiao Nuomi Duanzi said.

"Oh my lord, it's getting late now. In a few days it will be the beginning of winter. It's just a momentary thing from winter to spring. When spring comes, can summer be far behind?" Eunuch Chen smiled softly, then The corners of the eyes are wrinkled.

"I don't know how many summers this old slave can spend with the emperor. Your majesty is not even around the waist of this old slave. It's really hard to imagine that you will grow up to be as indomitable as the former emperor..."

"boom!"

Before Eunuch Chen finished speaking, he felt his hand sink and there was a loud noise.

He immediately lowered his eyes and looked at the little glutinous rice dumpling who was supposed to be in good spirits, but fell to the ground. His eyes were closed tightly, his lips were pale, and he remained motionless like a porcelain doll, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Your Majesty! What's wrong with you, Your Majesty? Your Majesty, don't scare the old slave!" Eunuch Chen threw down his whisk, immediately picked up the little glutinous rice dumpling, and ran towards the palace with big strides in a panic.

While running, he shouted in panic: "Call the imperial doctor quickly! Call the imperial doctor quickly!!!"

When the maids who were supposed to perform their duties heard the heart-piercing shouts, some quickly ran towards the imperial hospital, while the other court ladies prepared hot water and some put them in the palace. Several regular medicines were taken out.

The entire Golden Luan Hall became a mess for a while.

Eunuch Chen carefully placed the small glutinous rice dumpling on the dragon bed, and shouted anxiously towards the outside of the hall: "Where is the imperial doctor, why hasn't the imperial doctor come yet?"

(End of this chapter)