i made the emperor pregnant

After hard work, Song Zi learned from the painful experience and decided to be a person who broke away from vulgar interests.How can a responsible person only think about doing happy things all day long, and can't stand the slightest temptation.

He must not go on with such unrestrained self-indulgence!When necessary, perhaps we should be ruthless and directly adopt physical isolation measures.

While rustling and changing clothes, the beauty who was sleeping peacefully opened her eyes.

"Its daybreak?"

Although Song Zi got up very carefully and barely made a sound, Sima Yan, who had lost his heat source, quickly woke up from his sleep.He glanced at the window where the cool breeze was blowing in. In summer, the days are long and the nights are short, and the sky outside the window has turned a fish-bellied color.The emperor can control the inside and outside of the palace, but he can't let the dawn be later.

Song Zi tied up his belt, straightened his collar, and faced his sleepy sweetheart: "Well, it's dawn... Did it wake you up? If you're sleepy, go to sleep for a while."

Ah Yan's voice sounded hoarse and lazy, with deep tiredness, his brows and eyes were half-opened, and it looked like he hadn't slept enough.

"It's not very sleepy." Ah Yan yawned, and he held a pillow in his arms, on which the faint scent of grass and trees that belonged to the young man had not dissipated. This time he didn't let his lover stay for a while, he just tilted his head and asked, "Xiaoqi, are you still here today?"

"Come!" There was no hesitation in this answer, and the determination Song Zi made when he woke up in the morning was instantly thrown into Java.The two of them usually get together less often, and he even left for half a month for the task of becoming a full-time employee. This time it is rare to have time to rest, and it is no problem to be on duty for a few days.After all, the Judicial Division is not an easy office, and he may be very busy in the past few days.

Before Song Zi left, he did not forget to remind Sima Yan, who was half asleep and half awake: "I made egg pancakes and put them in the steamer. Remember to eat them."

The flour was brought by him before, and there was still half a bag left. Song Zi poured it all into the pot, cracked six or seven eggs, and spread it lightly with a rolling pin, and it became a soft and sweet flatbread, sprinkled on the eggs Spring onions harvested from the backyard.Yellow, fragrant, soft and delicate, and easy to operate.

Song Zi was still growing, he was exercising a lot, and he was eating a lot. A piece of cake was as big as the lid of the pot, and a few knives cost 12 yuan. He ate two-thirds of it and left one-third for Ah Yan.

Everyone said one drop of that, ten drops of blood, seeing Ah Yan's pale face and lack of energy and blood, he just needed to add more protein.It's not easy to get some fresh meat, it's okay in winter, but in summer the meat spoils quickly, it's not easy to take, fresh fish smells strong, poor Ah Yan has never eaten fresh fish.There are not many kitchen materials, so I can only eat two more eggs to make up for it.

Although he could bring some dry goods such as dried abalone and sea shells, it's not good to eat them all the time.While walking and thinking, they had already reached the gate of the courtyard, Song Zi turned back in a hurry, leaned on the threshold and poked out an ordinary face: "Ah Yan, how about I get some chicks for you? "

Anyway, there are too many vegetables to eat, and the chickens can go to the yard to find food and catch insects to eat by themselves. This is how chickens are fed in this era. Absolutely pure free-range chickens are delicious.Raise it for a month or two, and cook chicken stewed with mushrooms, the taste is delicious.

"Okay..." The image of fluffy chickens chattering around him flashed before his eyes, and Tianzi, who was in a half-dream and half-awake state, suddenly woke up, "Egg pancakes are fine, but raising chickens is not."

Rare birds of prey were raised in the Beast Garden as tributes from various countries. Except for lions and tigers, they were all peacocks. He didn't want to be the only chicken emperor in the history books.

Song Zi had already put on the mask of a handsome young man. Facing such a face, Sima Yan was able to harden his heart. With a smile on his face, he looked like a spring dawn: "Chicks are so noisy, you will be surprised when you bring them in." discovered."

Faced with Ah Yan's thoughtfulness, Song Zi was very moved. Because of this, he couldn't give up the idea of ​​improving the food for Ah Yan. "It's okay, I can get some eggs to hatch the chickens."

Even if you don’t have hens, you can use an egg incubator. It doesn’t matter if the success rate is low. Anyway, they are raised for food, not to start a chicken farm.

Sima Yan said politely: "I'm afraid I won't be able to support myself."

That's right, Ah Yan's hands playing the piano and burning incense are really not suitable for feeding chickens and ducks.Don't look at the fluffy chickens, the poultry have headaches and rectums, and they will shit everywhere.If the free-range chickens run around, they may trample on the small vegetable plot they have carefully tended.

"I'll think about it again." Song Zi hesitated.

"It's getting late, Ah Yan, you should change shift."

"Ah, I almost forgot, then I'm leaving, remember to eat egg pancakes, you'll get low if you don't have breakfast... you'll get dizzy when you lower your head." I almost blurted out that I had hypoglycemia, and there was no such term in the era in the book.

The young man ran wildly in Miyagi all the way, his whole figure was like the galloping wind, the glazed tiles on the wall of the Dahong Palace shone with colorful colors under the sun, the running boy was agile, and the whole Miyagi seemed to follow this fresh life from the dark night woke up.

No one would have guessed that the finishing touch of this beautiful picture scroll is full of food: the most suitable food in summer is salted duck eggs. In the evening, sitting on a bamboo bed with the night breeze blowing, there is a small square table in front of you. White rice porridge boiled into rice crackers, served with a small plate of crispy, refreshing and appetizing pickled cucumbers, pickled salted duck eggs...

Get some salted duck eggs for Ah Yan next time, put them in small jars and bring them over, and then bring some dried bacon and sausages in sealed bags.Bacon sausage is easier to preserve than fresh meat, and it can be cut up and steamed directly in the rice. It is delicious, and people in bitter summer can eat a large bowl of rice in one go.

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In the afternoon, the Trial Division.

"This case is like this, let's discuss it, who will go?"

A strong, muscular man said: "I'm not suitable, brother, look at me, I'm tall and thick, and I don't have that kind of temperament."

"Song Xiaoqi!" A certain teenager who couldn't help dozing off because of too much work was named.

The latter's head was bit by bit, and his face was buried in the palm of his hand. At first, Geng Qi thought that the other party was moved by the case, but now it seems that this guy deserted for the first time and openly dozed off at the meeting.

Geng Qi yelled, but the kid didn't respond yet, looking at the mocking face of his leader not far away.The thin bamboo strip in Geng Qi's hand fell directly towards Song Zi, and the sound of breaking through the air was loud, but if you look carefully, the bamboo strip only hit Song Zi's hand, and did not hurt his hand.

"The stewed chicken is delicious!" Song Zi was awakened, and he raised his head in a daze, with red marks on his face.

"You went to be a thief last night." Geng Qi said angrily, "I think about eating all day long."

"No, I patrolled in the middle of the night. I didn't sleep well yesterday, so I was called here. I'm sorry, Brother Geng." When he was dreaming, he didn't know why he dreamed that he was sitting at home, turning on the air conditioner, and waiting for takeaway Braised yellow chicken, it seems that because someone has been mentioning chicken or something, the dream world has been affected by the outside world.

He used to have the habit of taking a nap in the past, and he would feel sleepy at this point. This time, because he was a regular employee, he was pulled over for a meeting at noon, and he couldn't resist the rest command issued by his brain well.

Geng Qi breathed a sigh of relief: "The Judicial Division is different from the bookstore. The first time is not an excuse. You still need to do more training and follow in the footsteps of Brother Sili as soon as possible."

Song Zi immediately sat up straight, and had a very good attitude of admitting his mistakes: "I know, I will work hard."

It sounded like Geng Qi was reprimanding him, but he was actually trying to excuse him. For a newcomer for the first time, there is always an excuse, not laziness.

"No need to change, let him go."

The long-stem jade pipe fell in front of Song Zi, and was picked up by Ling Yidan, who was known as the Living Yama by others, and looked at him with a half-smile: "Only him, this image is just right now."

Hearing this, Geng Qi sized Song Zi up and down, without any fading young master's breath, and said with a new face: "It's really suitable."

"Ah?" Because Song Zi, who had accidentally dozed off before, had a dazed expression on his face, so he had the courage to ask, "Brother Geng, what do you say is appropriate?"

Geng Qi made a long story short: "Someone reported that several girls died strangely in Yunxiang Building and Baihua Building. You should cooperate with the boss to help."

Yunxiang Building, the name sounds familiar: "Brother, you are talking about Yunxiang Building."

"The largest gold selling cave in the capital."

It turned out that the chickens in the meeting did not refer to chickens that could be served on the dining table, but prostitutes who played and sang.

Geng Qi looked up and down, and said critically, "The clothes of the interrogator are not suitable, you go and change."

Damn it, Song Zi directly refused: "I won't go!" He didn't want to go to the place of fireworks.

"Song Xiaoqi, this is an order for a life-or-death lawsuit, and you have no object."

Song Zi tightly grabbed his waistband, and subconsciously blurted out: "Who said that, I have a date."

A room full of bachelors looked at him quietly, Song Zi bit the bullet and puffed up his chest, "So it's not appropriate for me to act as a prostitute. If it gets out and ruins my reputation, how do you ask me to explain to my partner?"

Geng Qi took a deep breath, feeling the veins on his forehead throbbing: "It's not like I really want you to sleep with the little girl."

He pointed to his boss who was not smiling: "You, client, boss, oiran, understand? If you are worried, the boss will take care of you, and they are all men. What will happen?"

Song Zi was bold: "I don't understand."

Faced with the death gaze and Geng Qi's disappointed gaze, he bit the bullet and said: "It's the leader that's scary... My partner is also a man."