General, the little emperor ran away [System]

"If it wasn't you, could it be me?" the system said, "If you have the time to listen to the wall, you might as well go to the general. I said you used to be a spy, but I didn't realize that you are so skillful in your movements."

It didn't even realize that there was someone in front of it, and the little emperor subconsciously hid.

"I'm used to it." He Ning shook his head, "These are all necessary skills in the palace."

"I didn't praise you." The system rolled its eyes, "There are a lot of them, what did you hear after wasting so long?"

"Did someone hit me before and get kicked out?" He Ning tilted his head and thought for a long time, but he couldn't remember it.

"Yes, I remember it was a little girl in lotus root pink clothes, don't you remember?" The system opened the game and replied casually.

"Aren't these little maids all wearing lotus root pink clothes?" Could it be that it was not the rule of the General's Mansion, and He Ning wanted to poke his head out to see what colors the two maids who spoke just now were wearing.

"..." The system said, "You're confusing, the maids in the palace wear pink, and the maids in the general's mansion all wear pea green."

"Okay, I didn't pay attention." But that's not the point, He Ning narrowed his eyes slowly, tapped his chin two or three times with his index finger, "Did that maid really have her leg broken in public?"

"No, but I remember that girl probably didn't meet you." Seeing that he was concerned, the system deliberately recalled, "You seem to be holding a bean paste bun or something, anyway, you have something in your hand, Did she come from the side, sprained her ankle or fainted? Anyway, her body went limp in an instant, and then..." Speaking of this system, I was a little annoyed, "You were so shocked that you almost retreated into the river, You still hold the red bean paste bag tightly in your hand, as if you are afraid that someone will snatch it from you."

"Is the bean paste bun so important? You only care about eating when you throw such a pretty little girl into your arms?"

Speaking of red bean paste buns, He Ning's eyes lit up: "I remembered, yes, yes, she is a little maid, but I really don't remember what clothes I wear." He pursed his mouth, "Is it okay if I don't retreat? Knowing whether she is an assassin, what should I do if she suddenly approaches and takes out a knife or something and directly stabs me to death."

Besides, how can I see what she looks like?

The system is like one head and two big: "No wonder you are single, such a weak little girl, you say that she has a knife hidden in her clothes, do you think I will believe it?"

"Why don't you believe that a dagger poisoned with poison can kill me." Thinking about it now, He Ning was still a little scared, and He Ning licked his dry lips, "I can't fight again, can't I hide?"

"You used to be like this too? As long as a girl approaches you, you will be labeled as an assassin and avoid like a snake and a scorpion?" The system seems to see a guide to finding true love that is full of thorns and has no end.

"Not really, she appeared too suddenly, and anyone who is not a fool can see that she has other intentions." He Ning bit his index finger and recalled vigorously, "For example, there was one time before, when I went back late that day, I saw her when I went in. A little court lady was kneeling upright in my inner room, scaring me."

"I even purposely went around to look at her side face. It is definitely not from my palace. The key is that she is dressed differently from others."

The system faintly sensed something inside: "Then what? What did you do to her?"

"It's okay? She wears so little clothes, she can tell at a glance that she is not armed, and she can't be convicted if she is caught." He Ning smiled proudly, "I will go out to live. Anyway, there are so many houses in a palace, and they are often changed. It’s safe to live somewhere, isn’t this what the book says about the three caves of the cunning rabbit.”

System: "..." After confirming the eyes, it's true. Straight. Boy. Boy.

"Don't eat your fingers, it's a bit of a hot camera." It said awkwardly, "By the way, you didn't always talk about reading scripts and scripts before, what types did you read?"

Learn about romance novels?

"There is no storybook in the palace." Talking to the system, He Ning doesn't need to pretend to be cute, his disgusted little eyes almost fly into the sky, "I don't dare to go in even the Library Pavilion, if someone misunderstands me, I will hide my strength and bide my time what to do."

He spread his hands: "The prime minister and the general asked me what I was doing. I can't just say that I'm doing nothing all day long, just wander around."

System: "..." Well, it's all the fault of being uneducated.

"Speaking of which, who do you think Xiao Cui belongs to? The general or the prime minister, what are you here for? Testing?" He rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought, "No, everyone is in the general's mansion. What else is there to test?" of?"

The system was speechless, and even wanted to ask if he was teasing him on purpose, but looked at the tangled expression on the little emperor's face: "I don't know, I don't know."

Seeing that he was going to continue guessing wildly, the system hurriedly stopped him, saying don't even think about it, it's just a small wave of insignificance, the general will definitely protect him in the days of the general's mansion, otherwise, wouldn't it be a shame if something happened? There are a lot of words like backing the blame.

He Ning didn't think about it, so he immediately forgot about Xiaocui, and went looking for Aunt Zhang in a heartless manner.

Wouldn't it be time for dinner? There were not many people left in the kitchen.

Aunt Zhang seemed to be making dumplings in front of the chopping board, while a little girl with a floral scarf on her head was lighting a fire below.

The firewood was a bit damp, and after being lit, wisps of green smoke came out, choking the little girl to tears silently.

He Ning jumped over the threshold in two steps in three steps, landed firmly in front of Aunt Zhang, tilted his head to look at the vegetable bumps in her hand: "What is this, shall we eat dumplings this afternoon?"

"No." Aunt Zhang had seen him a long time ago, turned around and brought out some cakes from the cabinet and handed them to him, "Carrots, cabbage and vermicelli, rub the balls and fry them into balls for you to eat later."

He Ning had never seen this kind of eating method before, his eyes lit up instantly, he took a bite of the cake and asked vaguely, "How long did it take to make it?"

"Little greedy cat." Aunt Zhang scraped the tip of his nose lightly with her flour-stained hand, "It's enough time for half a stick of incense. You can go out later and don't choke you with oily smoke from frying. Remember to come back early to help me." Auntie, taste the first pot."

"You don't need to taste it, Aunt Zhang's must be delicious." He raised his head, his palm-sized face was full.

"This little mouth is as sweet as eating honey. No wonder Auntie likes you so much." Aunt Zhang said cheerfully, "Come here, Auntie has something delicious for you."

She put it down with a smile and wiped her hands on the apron, then turned around and brought out a small porcelain white bowl from the lower level of the cabinet.

"What is this?" He Ning leaned closer, lowered his head and sniffed, it was sweet, and it looked silky and soft, with a very good taste.

"Here, it's called crispy cheese. It was made by Xiao Liu this morning. I tasted the sweetness, so I knew you liked it, so I kept it for you." Aunt Zhang took out a spoon from the side and wiped the plug. into his hand, "Eat it quickly."

After speaking, she looked at him expectantly.

He Ning took it and reluctantly thanked him: "I thought it was the aunt who was researching some new dishes?" He was still chewing on the pastry, "Who is Xiao Liu, why haven't I heard of it before?"

"I don't know how to do such foreign things." Aunt Zhang was the cook of the Lin family when she was young. Later, she married the gardener of the Lin family and gave birth to a son. Her husband passed away within a few years. The Lin family helped him raise the eldest child. She was grateful. He never mentioned that he was going to leave, and his son was also working under General Lin, so he was considered one of General Lin's royal cooks.

During this period of time, she was in charge of He Ning's meals, and she really liked He Ning, and would make a lot of extra snacks every time.

He Ning is also very happy to eat, but it doesn't stop at the fact that the food is made by Aunt Zhang herself.

But now, He Ning held the small half of the cake left, nodded with his head buried, said perfunctorily to eat the sweet cake in his hand first, and looked at the milky white paste with a headache.

"You guys in the kitchen, how can you know everyone?" Aunt Zhang didn't notice his resistance, she kept urging him to try something, and even learned how to cook it if she said something delicious.

The smile on He Ning's face remained the same, but the system could clearly feel the smile in his eyes gradually getting stronger: "What's wrong?"

"I don't want to eat." He Ning narrowed his eyes slowly, "I don't know who made it, I feel uneasy."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are really suspicious. People in the general's mansion can still have problems." The system changed its style, and then said, "It's fine if you don't want to eat it, and you will feel uncomfortable if you save it."

The system knew that He Ning had a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, or rather, his obsessive-compulsive disorder had reached the point where he needed to be counseled by a psychiatrist.

Just like some people who always feel that they forgot to lock the door or turn off the gas stove when they go out; or some students always feel that they didn’t write their names after the exam, or they didn’t write the answer sheet for some questions.

These all fall under the category of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

But He Ning's is more foreign, he has serious persecution paranoia.

For example, some time ago.

At noon that day, he woke up from a drowsy sleep. When he got up, he saw a small plate on the table that was particularly conspicuous. Sweet and fragrant.

Originally, I just picked it up out of curiosity to have a look, but who knew that I was still in a daze and put it in my mouth.

The moment the sweetness spread on the tip of the tongue, He Ning suddenly woke up and looked at the pastry in his hand in astonishment: "What is this?"

"It's just sweet cakes." The system was puzzled by his question, "It looks like plum blossom cakes. If you ask me what the ingredients are, I don't know."

The little emperor blinked and looked quite normal: "Who brought this here, and when did you put it down?"

"How do I know." The system has been working hard all afternoon, the CPU is burning hot, and there is no spare time to pay attention to these trivial matters, "Maid girl, I don't have any before going to bed."

"Ugh!" The little emperor's face turned pale, and the pastry in his hand fell to the ground with a thud, his whole body went limp in an instant, and he slumped on the ground, leaning on the stool, and vomited until the sky was dark, until his stomach was empty and he could only vomit out Yellowed sour water.

"What's the matter?" The system screen shook violently, and it didn't have time to watch the game character being shot in the head by someone. "Is there something wrong with the plum blossom cake? What's wrong with you, make a noise."

There was no way for the system to go around in a hurry, it didn't even have a physical body, and it couldn't even notify the boy who was a door away from the house.

Later, the stool could not support him, and he fell to the ground and made a loud noise, attracting people.

But then it was embarrassing.

He Ning vomited continuously, but the imperial physician couldn't find any problems. Just when the system impatiently wanted to use the golden finger skill to give him a comprehensive examination, the patient finally stopped vomiting.

Just because General Lin said that he ate the same meal as him for lunch, and maybe some pastries, but he bought the pastries, so there should be no problem.

"I guess this crispy cheese must be fine, but I still suggest you not to eat it." The system said lightly, "I'm afraid you'll be vomiting and diarrhea again, tossing and turning yourself, just a few more tossings with this small body will be gone." .”

Psychological obsessive-compulsive disorder needs professional counseling. It is not qualified enough to help.

"But if you don't eat, Aunt Zhang..." He Ning looked at Aunt Zhang who was still talking to him in embarrassment, embarrassed to say no.

"You..." The system was about to persuade, He Ning suddenly turned around, and at the same time, a familiar voice came from not far away, "He Ning, come here."