My Empress is My Bad Girl

She happily stretched out her hand to tear off the duck leg and took a bite, full of meat.

"It's better than Beijing roast duck." She said.

"Beijing?"

"A small place, the roast duck is very famous." Yun Dai smiled, "I have a chance to make it for you."

Jin Lan smiled gently: "The minister can wait."

After a pause, he said, "In fact, the minister still likes to eat roast rabbits."

Yun Dai: "..."

She pulled the food container out from under the bed and handed it to him.

Jin Lan hugged and said, "The little lord eats slowly, and the minister is back."

He ran away in twos or twos.

Yun Dai gnawed a whole roast duck clean, only to find that there were steamed buns and meatball soup under the food box.

This is a real one for three times.

Although she was full, Yun Dai drank both the steamed buns and the soup.

Eating and drinking enough, the cold seems to be much better.

She got into the quilt, listening to the faint sound of breaking branches and leaves outside, she suddenly fell in love with this life of eating and sleeping, waking up and eating.

It's cool to be waste wood for a while, and it's always cool to be waste wood.

By the third day, the cold was basically cured.

Sure enough, to get sick is to eat and sleep more.

After Gu Yunxiang was maimed by her, she never dared to come again.

It's quiet.

At night, Yun Dai rolled around on the bed as usual while waiting for the meal, the cell door creaked open.

She poked her head out happily: "Jin...eh?"

Under the dim candlelight, the unusually tall figure came, completely different from Jin Lan.

She swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"Wake up? Eat."

Standard subwoofer.

Yun Dai was taken aback: "His Royal Highness King Qin?"

The visitor was getting closer, with a thin silver armor and a black, handsome face.

It really is the King of Qin Zhao Shu.

He put the food container on the small wooden table, sat down on the small wooden bench, and looked at her: "Eat."

Yun Dai slowly sat upright and asked carefully, "Master, are you back from the northwest?"

"Yes, just came back."

"Then, where's the prince?" Yun Dai couldn't wait to ask, "Is he back too?"

Zhao Shu said calmly: "If he comes back, the person who comes now will not be me."

Yun Dai's heart jumped, and she asked hurriedly, "Why didn't he come back with the prince? He was injured? What happened?"

"He's okay," Zhao Shu said, "It's just that something has been delayed, and I will be back two days later."

"Oh, this way." Yun Dai's heart fell, and then her eyes fell on the food box, "Well, where's Lord Jin?"

Somehow, she was always a little afraid of King Qin, feeling that he was murderous.

Instinctively didn't want to get too close to him.

Zhao Shu said: "Jin Lan has something to do and can't come. Please ask me to bring you food."

Yun Dai looked at the door: "Those jailers..."

"Drank some wine and slept soundly."

"...The prince is smarter than Lord Jin." Yun Dai smiled dryly.

She was hungry for a day, smelled the scent in the food box, and in front of Zhao Shu, she couldn't help but open it to eat.

Zhao Shu didn't mean to leave either.

Yun Dai took the opportunity to ask him about Zhao Yuanjing.

"Is everything going well in the northwest?" she asked as she ate.

"smoothly."

"Zhao Yuanjing doesn't know how to martial arts. If he fights, is he injured?" Yun Dai asked.

"No." Zhao Shu's answer was very succinct. Seeing her eager eyes, she added, "Who said he can't do martial arts? He is just lazy, but martial arts is not bad."

Yun Dai smiled and said, "He is really lazy."

Zhao Shu didn't speak.

Yun Dai also put her smile away and concentrated on eating.

The cell was quiet.

There was a faint sound of snow breaking the branches.

It wasn't until Yundai finished eating that Zhao Shu said, "I thought you weren't stupid. Why didn't Yuan Jing leave for a long time and fell to this point?"