Folding wings

The two of them didn't dare to raise their heads and glance randomly. They followed Ren Ji's instructions to put the food, and quickly moved away when they passed by them. Mo Yan's eyes were sharp, and he caught Mo Jihan's neat collar A plate buckle fell off.

Mo Yan suddenly felt a twitch in the corner of his eye. Taking advantage of the serving time, he sneaked a few sneak peeks. The emperor was sitting there with a serious attitude, and there was no flaw in his whole body.

As for Mo Jihan, he stood by the window, his body turned sideways so that his expression could not be seen, but from the tense and straight back, it could be seen that he must be in a very unhappy mood at the moment.

The few people didn't dare to talk too much, they left after setting up the dishes, and when they closed the door carefully, Liu Ying couldn't pull Mo Yan away no matter what, if they wanted to scold her, but were afraid of alarming the people in the room, they could only do so. He stared at her, but at this moment Eunuch Zheng said: "Then you two will wait here first, and I will take people to eat first." Mo Yan immediately made a face at Liu Ying as if he was ordered by the emperor, and concentrated on on the door leaf.

There was an eerie silence in the room. Not only was there no voice, there was even no sound of walking. Mo Yan couldn't see what was going on inside, and felt even more uncomfortable. He wished he could poke a hole in the window paper to see what happened.

It's just that she didn't dare to take any action after all, so she could only stand outside anxiously scratching her head and scratching her head. In the end, even Liu Ying couldn't help being curious, and everyone was about to stick to the door, but there was still no movement inside.

The two focused on eavesdropping, but they were startled by the sudden human voice inside, and almost bumped their heads against the door. They didn't dare to poke their heads anymore, they both stood up straight, and only tried to stretch their ears a little . ,

In the room, only Ren Jijia coughed, and then greeted: "Come and eat with me, if it is cold, it will be difficult to eat."

No one cares about him.

Standing outside the door, Mo Yan and Liu Ying couldn't help being embarrassed for a while. Although both of them had some complaints about Ren Ji's attitude in their hearts, they couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic now. Forget it, I said this kind of request, and I claimed to have changed it, but I was still unpopular with someone. I have to say it's a bit sad.

Inside, Ren Ji didn't seem to mind at all. After a sound of tables and chairs moving, he heard him say: "Books can't run away, so read it after eating."

Not long after, there were rustling noises from inside, footsteps and the sound of tables and chairs. I guess they all sat down at the table. When they heard the sound of bowls and chopsticks touching each other, the inside became quiet again. Not a word came out.

The two of them didn't wait long outside when Ren Ji's voice came from inside again: "Come here."

He opened the door and went in. Ren Ji had already sat back at the desk, while Mo Jihan was still standing by the window. The food on the small table had only moved a little. Obviously, no one had eaten the meal well.

Mo Yan and Liu Ying put away the bowls and chopsticks. Seeing that Ren Ji had no other orders, she had no choice but to come out, and then carefully closed the door. As soon as she came out, she saw Zheng Hai had come back, and asked, "Have you finished your meal?" The things on the inside, the brows were frowned, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be getting deeper.

Liu Ying said: "I just used it, Eunuch Zheng, do you want to bring in a new pot of tea?"

"I'll make other people do these things. You go and rest first, and tidy up the bedroom by the way. I don't need to say more, come back in an hour."

Mo Yan's face suddenly changed, Zheng Hai left without waiting for them to come back, Liu Ying pulled Mo Yan: "Little Mo, what are you thinking, you look so ugly."

Mo Yan squeezed his sleeves hard: "Can't Sister Liu see it?"

Liu Ying sighed softly, looked around and pulled her away to a place where there was no one else: "As slaves, we have the heart to talk, but we can't control the master, let alone the master is the master of the whole world. These words It's not like I said it once or twice, you, you must remember to restrain yourself, don't be too late to regret it when something happens to you, good luck doesn't happen every time."

Before Mo Yan could reply, a grinning voice came out: "Oh, it's such a beautiful day, who is so unlucky that disaster hits their head?"

Hearing this voice, Mo Yan's eyes were full of fierceness: "Of course it will fall on your head, it will be the best bad luck for a lifetime, and there will be fewer disasters in the world!"

With a helpless face, Ming Xiao turned to Liu Ying and asked, "Who provoked her? It's like a fighting cock, she will peck anyone she sees."

Liu Ying also had a sad face at first, but now Ming Xiao's words almost made her laugh out loud. She managed to swallow the laughter back into her throat, but she didn't know how to reply, she didn't want to irritate Mo Yan beside her.

Mo Yan stomped his feet and was about to rush forward, but Liu Ying tried her best to hold her back, which saved her the trouble of answering, and said with a smile: "The deputy commander was joking, Mo Yan and I still have things to do, so I will excuse you later. It’s not easy to explain to Eunuch Zheng.”

She is a little maid, and she can't afford to provoke anyone, let alone a little maid who can always move her mouth and hands faster than her brain. The most important thing is to be wise and protect yourself.No matter how obedient she is, she can't help lamenting in her heart: It's hard to be a human being, but it's even harder to be a slave.

After tidying up the bedrooms, Eunuch Zheng sent someone to send a message, asking them to focus on preparing dinner.Mo Yan listened to the message, and while washing rice in the small kitchen, he muttered: "It's delicious, no matter how good it is, I'm afraid I won't be in the mood to eat it." Liu Ying gave her a warning look.

Although it was a complaint, it was the truth. The dinner made with great efforts was also unappealing, and no one touched the chopsticks after eating only half of it.

When the night was dark, the study room in the side hall was brightly lit. Mo Jihan was still sitting on the small couch reading a book, while Ren Ji was sitting at the desk staring at a memorial until his eyes were bloodshot. Zheng Haishou felt his old bones dangling as he stood next to Ren Ji, and lamented in his heart: Does this still make people sleep?

It's hard to be a slave, it's really not bad.