Empress' Marshal's Concubine

"The soul of the living, the heart of the dead, the redemption of the sins of the undead, the return of the unturned..." Yun Ganhan was awakened by his own voice in his sleep.

Sitting up under the blanket covered in cold sweat, he hugged the brocade quilt covering his body in a daze.

The long-lost sense of familiarity reappeared. Ever since the toxins in her body were expelled by Wu Zetian, that coherent dream had never appeared, nor had the various scenes that were about to emerge in her mind.

But I don’t know if it’s because when I was cooking for Wu Zetian at night, the third knuckle of the index finger of my right hand was burned. It was so painful and numb from being scalded directly. There was a burnt smell in the air, but she didn’t have much reaction , covered the burnt area, covered it for a while, let go of the hand, the burnt area was black, the flesh was completely scorched, and the pain that should have been, but except for the first moment, did not appear.

The pain in her body seemed to have disappeared slowly, and it did not affect her normal use of the injured finger...

In the evening, Wu Zetian harmed her self-cultivation and detoxified her.

Then Yun Ganhan ignored Wu Zetian's dissuasion, and personally cooked four dishes and one soup to express his gratitude.

Looking around in the small kitchen of Funing Palace, it turns out that Funing Palace is worthy of being the only palace in the harem that is comparable in size to Shangyang Palace where Wu Zetian lived.

This was Yun Ganhan's first time going to a room other than the Funing Palace bedroom, and she was really taken aback.

Since such a large place is called a small kitchen, how big is a normal imperial dining room?

The emergency melons, fruits and vegetables in the small kitchen are all available, and they are neatly placed on wooden shelves in the kitchen. The pots, pans and pans are all made of colored glaze produced by official kilns. This is not modern. Jingdezhen ceramics are It is extravagant enough, the price of colored glaze is several times that of ceramics, and it is too expensive to make tableware.

Wu Zetian has been following Yun Ganhan, looking at her unbelievably here and there, the expression on her face is covered by the mask, but it is not difficult to see her amazement from her body movements.

Sometimes Wu Zetian really can't see through Yun Ganhan, Yun Ganhan from the future world. She can show a pure and happy smile for these inexpensive and rare things, and she can easily attract attention.

But she was unwilling to stay by her side and share the foreign worship, wealth and splendor with her.

She didn't have much reaction to eating worldly delicacies and eating simple meals.But no matter how simple the meals she cooks by herself, she always eats them satisfactorily and happily.

Standing quietly at the door of the small kitchen and looking at Yun Ganhan who was nimbly preparing to eat in the small kitchen, Wu Zetian once again had a strange ripple in his heart that had never appeared since he practiced magic.

Wu Zetian enjoyed this real warmth that she had never experienced since she was a child.

There is no need for any exchange, and there is no request. If she must say that the other party is like this and wants to plot something on herself, then what she wants is not wealth, status, or status, but to leave herself and want to put aside all ties with herself.

It's really ridiculous to think about it, there is never a shortage of people around me, even when I was cultivating demons, so many people disappeared in the palace, and there were no fewer people in the harem who died because they devoured their energy and spirit.

Except for a few concubines, the people in the harem live a long time, and the length of time the other men and women sent into the palace live depends entirely on whether the power represented by the other party is still valuable to him.

The existence of no woman is special to me, and no one can make me do nothing, just sit down together and do my own things. As long as that person is within my line of sight, I will be at peace peace.

All this was before she appeared.

After she came, everything became out of her control.

I want to protect her from being hurt by others, I want to hide her in a place where no one else can see her except myself, I am willing to take care of her who is blind and unable to take care of her own food and daily life, she wants to go out and make a living, She connives, she wants to do something in the previous dynasty, and she acquiesces in her small gesture of giving up her own merits to her humble generals in the petition memorial. The humble soldiers concentrated their hands on Yun Ganhan in disguise.

I would rather be slandered by rumors than let her stay away from me...

Standing at the door of the small kitchen with straight eyes, the eyes were smoky from the cooking oil in the kitchen, and then he came back to his senses. Since he was standing at the door of the kitchen and watched Yun Ganhan cook, he was in a daze.

"Your Majesty, this kitchen is smoky, are you choking at the door?" Yun Ganhan threw the freshly chopped green bamboo shoots into the hot oil pan, but was still hot under the splashing hot oil. The hot oil scorched the third knuckles of his left and right index fingers.

Clutching his fingers to dodge, he happened to see Wu Zetian standing at the door, staring at him with unclear emotions.

"Your Majesty, don't stand at the door and suffer from the cold wind, come in and help me bring the soup back into the house!" Yun Ganhan held his finger that was just burned, and picked it up from the marble flowing water table next to him, The corn, yam, and pork ribs soup that had just been poured into a white transparent glass bowl walked up to Wu Zetian, who was still dazed, with small steps, and put the soup bowl in his hand in front of Wu Zetian.

Wu Zetian took it consciously and was about to touch the soup bowl on his clothes.

"Don't you dislike corn and carrots?" Wu Zetian asked when he looked down and saw the corn and carrots in the thick soup in the glazed soup bowl.

From Yun Ganhan to the Wushi Dynasty, no matter how delicious the corn and carrots were, she would never take a bite.

How can there be two kinds of things that she usually doesn't touch in the same thick soup today?

"Anyway, we're just eating soup. It doesn't matter! Don't pay so much attention to these details...Your Majesty, don't treat me as an imperial cook, I don't know how to cook many meals..." Yun Ganhan's voice was a little awkward and shy unnatural.

Because of Yun Ganhan's words, Wu Zetian held the bowl of soup in his hand, and looked at Yun Ganhan who walked back to the stove as if he was awkward, and the expression on his face was blank for a few seconds before an imperceptible flash of light flashed in his eyes. dark.

Out of the corner of his eyes, Wu Zetian had already left with a soup bowl. Yun Ganhan frowned and sighed helplessly as he looked at the green bamboo shoots in the frying pan. It seemed that he could not leave the palace for the time being, so should he improve his quality of life? ?

Wu Zetian's momentum is that he doesn't want too many people to know about him, and he won't let too many people get in touch with him and serve him.Every day, she would doubt her own sense of taste when she ate food with the same taste from the Imperial Dining Room.

As a modern northerner, she has never felt that she is a person with multiple tastes, but since returning to the palace this time, she has a deep understanding.

When I was in Zang Yuxuan before, I didn't notice how delicious the food I ate!

But now she finally understands why the king's concubine doesn't get fat anymore, and something can fade out of the light food she eats every day...

Vegetables that should be sour are not sour enough, vegetables that should be sweet have too little sugar, vegetables that should be bitter can only taste a little bit, vegetables that should be salty can’t taste much, and vegetables that should be braised in brown sauce are not sour and sweet enough... …

It was only later that Yun Ganhan realized that the food tasted normal when Wu Zetian was around, but at other times, as a concubine, her food was really bland and made her want to eat pickles.

This is a big black pot that can only be seen when playing rural scenes on TV. It is really not something ordinary people can handle...

Yun Ganhan picked up the strainer spoon and fished out the green bamboo shoots from the big black pot on the stove and put the strainer aside to control the oil at night.

Simply throw the cut eggplants into the hot oil pan and fry them.

Only then did he put down the strainer in his hand, took a small purple glass rice bowl nearby, and used a spoon to measure the ratio of sugar, soy sauce, vinegar, and salt.

This scene happened to be seen by Wu Zetian who put the soup on the small table on the kang in the bedroom and returned to the kitchen.

Seeing Yun Ganhan's serious look, Wu Zetian covered her beating heart with her hands. It had been a long time since she had this feeling of a deer bumping around.She is not a girl who does not understand love in the world, on the contrary, she bets on her teenage love to have the queen she is today.

So she knows too well what this heartbeat means.

Do you know Yun Ganhan?

I don’t have the courage to put some words in front of you. I’m too afraid that you will show contempt for me, and I’m even more afraid that in addition to being wary, you will look at me with other emotions that I can’t face.

I have always felt so lucky to have met you from the future beyond time and the world.

You always express your sincere emotions with the simplest things.

You have never become real in front of me, but you are also the knife that hurt me the most.

You don't even want to cheat, like you like it, hate you like it, and you can't blame me for your straightforward expression. I can only silently want to drag you back to me who is gradually moving away from me, even if the means you use are shady and hurt. you.

If you don't have any reservations about me and give your heart to me, I will feel that it is good to share the world with you.

If one day I don't care about your rampant injury and indifference, do something crazy, break your wings of hope, and make you unable to hold your head high, please believe me, the reason why I did that is just to be with you exist.Make life more fulfilling and create our own paradise, even if it is a hell of torture for you.

How I look forward to seeing your sincerity and smile in this Funing Palace created by you and me, a place that only belongs to the two of us.

Every day when I come back from the court, I can see that you are like ordinary people, preparing meals and standing at the door, or sitting on a chair waiting for me to come back. From black hair to silver hair, you have been continuing this kind of love that only you can bring to home. Warm belonging.