Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 315 Zijin Woke Up

Chapter 315 Zijin Woke Up
Jiu Que, who had his back to Qingyange, heard Qingyange's sincere confession, the gloom on his face vanished in an instant, a bright smile appeared on his face, he coughed lightly once or twice, "Hey, for the sake of your sincerity, I will accompany you to eat some more."

After the words fell, he sat down slowly again.

"Come, come, try the snail meat you peeled yourself, it's delicious~" Qing Yange picked up a piece of snail meat very naturally, and wanted to put it into Jiu Que's bowl.

But Jiu Que stretched out his hand to block the mouth of the porcelain bowl.

"What's wrong?" Qing Yange was puzzled.

"I peeled this for you to eat." Jiu Que said calmly.

"That's right, it was peeled for me to eat. I'll share it with you. Is there a problem?" Qing Yange said happily.

Jiu Que resolutely refused, "No, I peeled it for you, you can only eat it yourself."

Qing Yange could only put the snail meat in his own bowl, and said while grilling the rice: "I'll eat it, let me eat it."

Satisfied, Jiu Que moved his hand away, picked up a piece of fish and ate it. He warned, "You must finish eating."

"Yes, yes, I absolutely guarantee that all the snail meat on the plate will go into my stomach." Qing Yange said seriously, then picked up the whole porcelain plate, put all the snail meat into the bowl, Mix it with the fragrant rice, and eat it in big mouthfuls.

When Jiu Que saw that Qingyange was eating so deliciously, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

This look is so cute.

His heart softened.

"Kang Dang——" However, when this scene was extremely beautiful, the gate of the palace was suddenly pushed open.

Then, Qing Yuan's pale face met the eyes of the two of them.

Qingyange's mouth was stuffed, she held the rice in her hand, and asked a little strangely: "What's the matter? Qingyuan."

On weekdays, as long as she spends alone time with Jiu Que, Qing Yuan will not come in to disturb her.

Why was she in such a hurry today that she came in without even knocking on the door?

In the next second, a bright smile appeared on Qing Yuan's face, and she said excitedly: "Princess!! The emperor has woken up!!!"

Qing Yange's eyes were filled with ecstasy for a moment, she quickly put down the bowl, and said cheerfully: "Really? Really?"

"Yes, it's absolutely true, it's the news from the Jinluan Palace." Qing Yuan nodded excitedly.

Qing Yange stood up immediately, and said apologetically to Jiu Que: "Jiu Que, I'll come back later to eat, please help me put away this bowl."

After finishing speaking, she hurriedly left with Qing Yuan.

Jiu Que sat motionless, and he slowly placed the chopsticks on the porcelain bowl, with slight struggles in his eyes.

Cen Bin thought for a while, then walked in and bowed to Jiu Que, "Master, the emperor is awake, what should we do next?"

The balance and tranquility in the palace was so hard-won, I'm afraid it will be completely disrupted after the emperor wakes up.

Jiu Que put his hands on his knees naturally, and he said lightly: "Put these away, I'm going to correct the memorial."

"But master, the emperor is awake!" Cen Bin reminded.

Jiu Que raised his eyebrows, "Didn't I do the same when he was awake?"

"Then will you...will you force the palace again?" Cen Bin asked with some anxiety.

Jiu Que avoided answering, and confessed to Cen Bin: "Don't touch Qingyange's bowl of rice, she will come back to eat tonight."

Cen Bin understood Jiu Que's answer in an instant, the big rock in his heart finally fell steadily, and he laughed quickly: "Yes!"

……

Qingyange stumbled and headed towards the resplendent and magnificent hall at a speed of sprinting [-] meters.

"Princess, run slowly, don't fall!" Qing Yuan followed behind Qing Yange, exhorting with a worried expression on her face.

Qing Yange waved her hand and shouted to Qing Yuan: "Qing Yuan, run faster!"

"Okay~" Qing Yuan replied with a smile.

Finally, the master and servant handed it over to the Golden Luan Hall.

As soon as he entered the main hall, Qingyange saw only Mingyue and Han Mubo standing in the palace.

Surprised on her face, she asked with some joy: "Where is Zijin? Is he really awake?"

There was a hint of hesitation on Mingyue's face, but she still nodded and said respectfully: "Princess, the emperor is really awake."

"Great!" Qingyange was overjoyed, but seeing Mingyue's complexion was not right, she raised her eyebrows and asked: "What's wrong?"

"It's the emperor..." Mingyue hesitated, but couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

"What's the matter?" Qing Yange was a little anxious.

"Princess, you should go and see for yourself, the emperor is behind the screen." Mingyue lowered her eyes, her tone seemed a little regretful.

Qingyange bit her lip, and walked towards the screen without any hesitation.

As soon as she passed through the screen, Qingyange saw the little glutinous rice dumpling sitting on the bed with a smile on her face and round eyes like grapes.

Her heart softened, and she hugged the little glutinous rice dumpling into her arms, weeping with joy, "Zijin!"

"Great, great, you're finally awake."

"I thought you'd never wake up for the rest of your life."

"Zijin, Zijin, it's great that you can wake up!"

However, only Qing Yange's voice echoed in the entire hall, while Xiao Nuomi Duanzi was silent.

Qing Yange was slightly taken aback, a bad premonition struck.

She pulled Zijin out of her arms, stared fixedly at the little glutinous rice dumpling, and said softly, "Zijin, why don't you speak? Are you uncomfortable?"

But the little glutinous rice dumpling looked at her timidly, her lips didn't move.

"I once said that although I am certain that I can cure him, there will be some sequelae." Han Mubo's gentle voice came from one side.

Qing Yange turned her head to stare at Han Mubo's exquisite face, and immediately asked: "What is the sequelae?"

"Just like the emperor is now, he can't speak for the time being." Han Mubo tried to keep his tone as calm as possible.

Qingyange breathed a sigh of relief, and she asked, "For the time being, it means that Zijin can still recover, right?"

"Yes." Han Mubo nodded.

Qing Yange patted her chest and muttered to herself, "That's good, that's good."

"But there is a more serious problem right now." Han Mubo changed the subject and said suddenly.

Qing Yange's hand holding the little glutinous rice dumpling trembled, she was about to bite her lip, and asked cautiously: "What are the sequelae?"

"The intelligence of the emperor is only five years old now." Han Mubo said lightly.

Qingyange suddenly laughed, "Zijin is only five years old!"

"I mean, the emperor's intelligence will always stay at the age of five." Han Mubo sighed deeply.

Qing Yange only felt thunder and thunder from the blue sky, her whole body was icy cold, and her eyes were filled with deep surprise.

She shook her head slowly, as if she couldn't believe the situation in front of her at all, "No, it's impossible, you must be lying to me, right?"

(End of this chapter)

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