Your Majesty, don't worry

When Su Qingbai came out of the imperial study, she also grabbed a red bean cake on the desk. Although she had just been bullied, her heart was warm and light, with a golden light.

He walked aimlessly, passed through a plum grove, bypassed several pavilions, and stopped in front of a palace courtyard. He raised his eyes and saw that this place was covered by thousands of bamboos and full of greenery, without the bleakness of winter at all. .

Su Qingbai walked two steps forward on the snow, and smelled the smell of roasted lamb under his nose. He was stunned for a moment, convinced that it was the smell of lamb, Su Qingbai closed his eyes, and thought about it seriously for a long time. And a sour smell.

The door was ajar, he hesitated for a moment, but he stretched out his hand to open the door, and there stood a young man in eunuch clothes standing in the yard, about 20 years old, his facial features were five points like Qi Yan's.There was a wire rack in front of the man, and the meat skewers on the wire net were dripping with oil.

The saliva in Su Qingbai's mouth was bubbling like this meat skewer.

The man raised his head, and saw a person standing beside the Zhumen, with a long robe and wide sleeves, and a pair of white jade adornments, his appearance was really clear and moving, without fireworks.But those eyes were staring straight at the mutton skewers, and the mouth was still drooling from time to time.

"Can I eat it?" Su Qingbai pointed to the meat skewers.

The man was stunned again, he didn't ask who he was, and he didn't care whether the meat was poisonous or not, he just begged for food as soon as he came up, like a beggar.

"Master Su can eat as much as he wants."

Su Qingbai approached, staring at the meat skewers without moving her eyes, it was obvious that she was a foodie.

The man wrapped the wooden stick under the meat skewer with paper to prevent the hot oil from burning his hands, and he carefully handed it to Su Qingbai.I just grabbed a bunch of them and ate them carelessly.

Su Qingbai gnawed on two skewers and asked, "How do you know my surname is Su? You seem to know me?"

"You are the person on the top of Brother Huang's heart, so I naturally know you." The man's tone was calm and breezy.

"Brother Emperor? Are you not a eunuch?" Su Qingbai looked at the eunuch's uniform on him.

"Who told you that I was a eunuch? I just wore a eunuch uniform and mixed into the team of eunuchs so that I could leave the palace."

"Oh." Su Qing stared straight at the meat skewers with white eyes, and answered lightly.

"Why don't you ask who I am?"

"I guess it's Prince Qinghe who loves to eat and play. I heard that you are the one who draws the most accurate map at the moment. Prince Qinghe has traveled all over the world, and he must be able to roast the most delicious meat in the world."

"..."

These words really make people unable to lose their temper.

"I allow you to call me Qi Qing. The word Qing was bestowed upon me by the emperor after he ascended the throne."

When the first emperor went to Nanxun Island to play, he fell in love with a young doctor. Qi Qing was the child of the young doctor. Later, the young doctor died of illness, and Qi Qing was taken back to the palace to be raised in another courtyard.When I was seven or eight years old, I had a high fever. After I recovered, my mind was not as sharp as others.Qi Qing is not smart and is not valued, so he lives peacefully in another courtyard.

Qi Qing has been close to Qi Yan since he was a child, and only gets close to Qi Yan.After Qi Yan ascended the throne, he was naturally very generous to him.

"My lord, do you have fatty intestines besides mutton? I heard that Xichuan's smoked fatty intestines are delicious." Su Qing ate a handful of oil in vain, and did not forget to suck her fingers.

Qi Qing: "..."

Qi Qing stared blankly at Su Qingbai, the person the emperor was nagging about day and night was actually a foodie.

"The mutton is almost finished, Mr. Su, if you are willing to show your face, come back tomorrow, and we will find something new to eat, such as hot pot."

Su Qing looked at Qi Qing with clear white eyes, but her tone was straight: "Don't put green onions in the pot."

Qi Qing: "..."