Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

Home, what a warm word.

Di Heng was startled slightly, his hand gently stroked her hair, his eyes were gentle and caring: "My wife is worried, my husband will come home early tomorrow."

In the past, it was his mother-in-law who was waiting for him to come back from school, but now it was his wife who was the only one he admired and recognized in his heart who was waiting for him to come home.

The little imperial concubine nodded, thinking of the broadcast she watched. Emperor Heng returned to the Mingguang Hall after he came out of the death row. He didn't eat much at all for dinner before going to deal with the baggage. She stretched out her hand and touched her belly: "Husband, please accompany me for some midnight snacks." good?"

"Jin'er is hungry, I will order people to prepare now." Di Heng said and was about to leave the bed and invite others to go down and prepare.

Xi Nuojin stopped him: "Husband, there is no need to go to so much trouble. Jin'er has already asked the small kitchen to heat up the meals. Just serve them directly."

Di Heng stood up and took the robe from the rack nearby and put it on for her: "It's still a bit cold at night, don't let it get cold, madam."

The little imperial concubine sat obediently and let him help her put on her robe. She then walked through the bead curtain and found a table of light, delicious and full-flavored late-night snacks on the round table in the inner room. At first glance, they all tasted like Emperor Heng.

Seeing this, Di Heng still didn't understand. This was the midnight snack specially prepared for him by the young imperial concubine. His eyes softened for a moment, and he waved the palace people to go out.

Xi Nuojin had already sat down at the table and beckoned: "Husband, come quickly. The wontons must be eaten while they are hot to be delicious."

Di Heng followed his words and walked over and sat down next to the little imperial concubine. He looked at the small goldfish-shaped wontons in front of him, decorated with green onion, seaweed and shrimp skin. The fragrance was fragrant. He scooped it up with a porcelain spoon and tasted one. It was indeed delicious.

He was really hungry now. Di Heng had a good appetite. After finishing the wontons, he ate a lot of other food. He didn't put down his chopsticks with satisfaction until his stomach felt full.

Xi Nujin finished half of her bowl of wontons, took a few bites of side dishes and drank some clear soup, then watched him eat, occasionally putting a chopstick in his bowl.

The little imperial concubine handed the clear liquid for gargling her mouth to Di Heng: "Yundan, it's better to remember to eat on time. I don't eat midnight snacks every night." She was afraid of getting fat.

Di Heng took it and rinsed his mouth: "My wife is right, for my husband to listen to my wife, I will eat on time from tomorrow on."

After supper, Di Heng took the little imperial concubine back to bed and took a nap.

It was still a little while before Mao hour, and Di Heng had already woken up.

When Mao hour arrived, Zhao Chun asked the attendants to wait neatly outside, and called him softly through the bed curtain: "Your Majesty, the time for morning court has come, are you going to get up?"

Upon hearing Di Heng's low response, Zhao Chun immediately ordered the palace servants to quietly go into the outer room and wait for him.

Since Emperor Heng had his little concubine, he never asked her to get up and dress him according to the ancestral rules. He got up by himself every morning and went out from the inner room to the outer room to be washed and dressed by the palace servants.

As soon as Di Heng got up, the little imperial concubine also woke up.

"Husband."

She wanted to get up, but Di Heng pushed her back: "It's still early, Jin'er has a good rest."

The little imperial concubine shook her head, sat up from the bed, and said in a soft tone, "I want to help my husband get dressed."

Di Heng looked at the little imperial concubine who was still staring in confusion, even holding back a yawn. She was so cute that he couldn't hold it back. He leaned over and kissed her face, patted her, and said in a soft voice: "Good boy." Jin'er, don't force me, just go to sleep, my husband will be back in the next court."

After coaxing the little imperial concubine a few words, watching her close her eyes again, and tucking the quilt carefully, Emperor Heng came out of the inner room, quickly washed his face, rinsed his mouth, and Zhao Chun personally dressed and crowned Emperor Heng.

"Don't wake up the imperial concubine." Di Heng told Ziye: "The imperial concubine just said she wanted to eat crystal shaomai and sweet soy milk. When the imperial concubine wakes up, I will ask the imperial kitchen to bring hot food."

"The slaves obey the order."

Only then did Di Heng strode out of Jinyu Palace.

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Today is the day when the college exam results will be released.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Madam has handed you a letter." Ziye entered the palace with the letter and handed it to Xi Nuojin.

Xi Nujin closed the collection of poems, opened the seal, and unfolded the letter.

The letter was full of her mother's care and longing for her, and talked about some recent little things at home. It also mentioned Xi Yanyan's marriage. She was sent by Xi Maolin to be the second wife of a wealthy businessman in the tea business. The wedding was not even held, so they were carried into the house on a small sedan chair, and they entered the house at night.

Seeing the smile on the face of the empress, Ziye said another piece of good news: "Empress, I have another piece of good news to tell you. Our young master has been admitted as a scholar, and he is the first in this examination. "

Xi Nuojin laughed: "I knew Zixuan would be able to do it."

Zi Ye was waiting for the pen and ink, Xi Nuojin was writing a reply, and Bai Cha ran in quickly: "Mother, Manager Zhao is here."

Xi Nujin put the pen in his hand on the pen mountain: "Please come in, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Chunmei walked in with a bright smile: "I pay my respects to the imperial concubine and wish her well."

Xi Nuojin folded the letter and handed it to Ziye, smiling and saying: "Mr. Zhao, get up quickly."

"Isn't Mr. Zhao supposed to be serving His Majesty in the imperial study at this hour? Why do you have time to come to my place?" Xi Nujin asked casually.

Zhao Chun chuckled and glanced at Xi Nujin: "His Majesty asked this servant to invite the queen to the martial arts field."