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He was asleep in his room, so I put on my clothes and went out for a walk. I wanted to go to the Plum Garden and fold some flowers. I wanted to see the faint fragrance of the flowers.

It was a snowy cold, and the thousands of trees had just sprouted. It could be seen how soon it would be like a plum blossom in the sea, filled with the fragrance of the imperial harem.

He did not like too simple things, he himself often dressed well, with a bit of that flourish, and if he had had a tail, he would have spread it out like a peacock in the garden of the harem.

He couldn't help but chuckle, and let the two palace maids by his side pick some red plum branches.

I didn't want him to see the palace maid by my side. He already treated me as a palace maid and liked to listen to him talk.

I waited a long time, but still no one came. I broke off a few white plums and was about to go back when I saw him at the intersection.

When he saw me, he was very happy. He walked over with large strides. "A Qiu, I'm really happy for you. You don't need to sweep the snow, do you? I told you. There's nothing you can't pass through, right?"

I was also inexplicably happy, nodding my head vigorously. "Yes."

"A Qiu, here you go." He rummaged through the large bag again and pulled out the omelette wrapped in oilpaper. "I bought it outside the palace." "It smells so good." The smell lures me to drool.

"People outside the palace always like to eat this in the morning. Zhiqiu, you also eat this a lot outside the palace, right? I can't get tired of it no matter how much I eat."

I shook my head and said softly, "When I was outside the palace, my family wasn't very rich. They usually ate steamed buns while smelling good."

He didn't pity me or sympathize with me. Instead, he fiercely patted me on the shoulder. "Actually, the omelette isn't that delicious either. I don't think any of the ladies in the capital like to eat it, they're afraid of being fat. I think eating steamed buns is pretty good too, I can eat your floating body bones. "

I burst out laughing. "Fluttering body bones?"

"Isn't that so? You're so thin, uh, when it's snowing, I need to find a rope to carry you. I'm afraid the wind won't be able to find me. "

I smiled at him. "I'm going back. Thank you very much."

He opened his mouth and said, "Why do you always thank me? I'm very embarrassed about it. I don't feel like I'm doing anything, but I feel weird about people thanking me."

Really, hearing him talk made her want to laugh. She waved the egg cake in her hand and said, "It smells good, it's delicious, of course I have to thank you. If I don't thank you, the next time I meet you, I won't be able to eat anymore."

The smile in his eyes was like a candle flame. It lit up as he patted the big bag at his waist. "There must be. Let's go. We can't be free in the palace. We'll go and do our duty."

They went to different places, but felt a kind of bright happiness floating in their hearts. There were also pure people in the palace, as clean as snow. I liked to talk to him, to be happy, to feel that I was going back to those days when I was never in the palace. I was reminiscing about the past, and the past would never come again, only to be witnessed by others.

He hugged the plum blossom and ate the egg cake in the snow. It was really fragrant, even more fragrant than the delicacies of the imperial palace. After a while, the two palace maids came out and went back together.

He still hadn't woken up yet, so he gently touched his face, slightly burning.

He opened his eyes and looked at me with a pool of dark. "Zhiqiu, I'm hungry," he said softly.

You really know how to act like a spoiled child. Even when you have your father-in-law Zhang Luo waiting on you, you still have to wait for me to come back when you're hungry.

After he had washed his face, he refused to sit at the table and eat. He could only take the dishes in the bowl and give them to him slowly.

"It smells of medicine." He moved his mouth away contemptuously.

It seems that the eunuchs have a plan, and he is not someone to be fooled. I put down the bowl and said, "Then don't eat, continue being hungry."

He slumped down on my shoulder and looked at me mournfully.

Seeing him like this really made me feel powerless, causing me to sigh in my heart. I really couldn't do anything about him even if I had to stick close to him. I couldn't let him get away, and I couldn't ignore him either.

He picked up some vegetables and brought them to his tightly pursed lips. "If you don't eat, an eunuch will tell the empress dowager in the evening. I don't think you'll be happy to see the imperial physician."

He opened his mouth and took a few bites, wrinkling his handsome face. "Bitter, bitter, bitter."

After the young eunuch brought in the soup, he immediately sat down in a serious manner, wearing the cold expression of a king.

As soon as my father-in-law left the room, he started to look at me with his lips pursed.

He laughed unhappily, thinking, I'm not his mother, so why are you acting so coquettishly towards me?

He gave the soup to Tang Wulin to drink. After he drank two mouthfuls, he also agreed to the suffering. He frowned and said, "If you don't believe me, you can try."

"It smells good. There's only a little medicine in it, but I can't drink it. You can't eat anything if you're pregnant." He was unforgiving, and I had to remember.

He took the soup and gulped it down, then handed the bowl to me.

His thin red lips were still stained with grease, and the tip of his nose was sweating a little. Naturally, I used the handkerchief to wipe him clean, and he fell into my arms, happily saying, "I am very happy to be ill this time."

"…" I looked at him dumbly. He was sick.