Ji Ting ate too many drugged persimmons, and after being dizzy for a while, he still felt that he couldn't step on it, as if he had eaten poisonous mushrooms, and his whole body was dizzy. This dizziness lasted for two or three days, and she gradually recovered.
Ever since Bai Yu'er was executed with a cane, the harem became more disciplined in an instant. The women who had secretly poked their minds because they envied Ji Ting's life had completely calmed down and never dared to have other thoughts. And after they stopped thinking about it, they stopped trying to please Ji Ting, and the group of people returned to the time when they were getting along comfortably.
It was another day, the first day of the new year, and there was a light snowfall in the early morning. The clear wind rolled up the soft snowflakes, which fell on the red walls and green tiles of the palace, which looked really beautiful.
As soon as Ji Ting heard that it was snowing, he got up quickly, ran to the window to see the snowflakes outside, and took a breath of fresh air. His whole body seemed to be washed, and his forehead was clear from the inside to the outside.
"Your Majesty, the empresses of the various palaces are already waiting in the side halls, you should hurry over there." Tweety smiled and put on a dress for her.
Ji Ting paused: "It's time for them to pay their respects again?"
"Yes, ma'am, today is the first day of the twelfth lunar month, and the Chinese New Year will be one month away." Tweety replied with downcast eyes.
Ji Ting blinked his eyes: "Time flies so fast, before I know it, I have been in the palace for half a year."
After coming here for so long, she didn't seem to have done anything, but miraculously, the color of Shen Tuchuan's birthmark seemed to be much lighter, and he thought he was having a good time. After getting along for so long, Ji Ting also understood that the world does not require her to guard the tyrant until he dies, but to prevent him from being killed before his birthmark completely disappears.
From this point of view, the completion of her mission seems to be just around the corner.
Ji Ting went to the side hall in a good mood, and before he arrived, he heard discussions about "birthday" and "gifts" inside, and the conversation seemed to be very lively. Ji Ting found it interesting, so he couldn't help speeding up his pace. As soon as he stepped into the door, he couldn't wait to ask: "What are you talking about?"
"Greetings to the empress."
"Get up, tell me quickly, what are you talking about?" Ji Ting walked to the main seat curiously and sat down.
The fat girl laughed: "When the empress is talking, all the concubines are talking about His Majesty's birthday banquet at the end of the year."
"What birthday banquet?" Ji Ting was stunned.
The fat girl didn't know anything about her but was able to be His Majesty's favorite concubine for so long. She was already used to it. Maybe this was... stupid people have stupid blessings
She wandered off in her thoughts, and quickly explained to Ji Ting: "Your Majesty's birthday is on the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, and the Chinese New Year will be three days later. Every year at this time, the palace is very lively, and even Fanbang will send envoys to specially Come to send New Year gifts and birthday gifts, many rare things will be sent every year, it will be a good time to open your eyes, and all the concubines are looking forward to it."
After listening to it, Ji Ting understood that the tyrant's birthday coincides with the Chinese New Year, so they make a big fuss every year. They want to take advantage of this time to join in the fun... New Year, birthday, Ji Ting faintly feels that these two words are related together, why so? Are you familiar
But she didn't think much about it, seeing the expectant faces of the concubines, she couldn't help asking amusedly, "Aren't you afraid of Your Majesty now?"
A girl shrank her head, stuck out her tongue and said, "Blood should not be seen on birthdays. Your Majesty never kills people at that time."
The others immediately nodded again and again, acting in unison like a group of quails, Ji Ting changed the topic dumbfounded.
After chatting for a while, I gave some rewards, and the half-monthly tea party was over. Ji Ting stretched and went back to the room to freshen up and get ready to deal with the older children who were about to finish work.
After simply changing his clothes, Shen Tuchuan came while he was dressing up. Ji Ting, who was putting lipstick on his lips, glanced at him in the bronze mirror. Seeing him lazily leaning against the door frame and looking at himself, he couldn't help chuckling: "Your Majesty Come back early today."
"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and it's time for leisure. It's snowing outside today, can I see it?" Shen Tuchuan walked lazily behind her, and Cui'er, who was combing Ji Ting's hair, stepped back quickly. He took the jade comb and helped her comb it.
Ji Ting has long been used to his three titles of "love concubine, empress, and Ji Ting", and continued to look at him in the bronze mirror: "Today's first day of the lunar new year, all the sisters in the palace came to pay their respects, and the concubines came to pay their respects early in the morning. Then I got up, of course I knew it was snowing."
Shen Tuchuan paused for a moment, suddenly realized: "It turns out that today is the day to ask for peace."
"... You have only given up this job to the concubine not long ago, and you forgot it so soon?" Ji Ting was speechless.
Shen Tuchuan snorted: "There are so many things I have to be busy with, how can I remember such little things as you?"
Ji Ting glanced at him sideways, and put on another layer of lipstick, which looked very bright red. Shen Tuchuan was silent for a moment. Seeing that she was still painting, he finally couldn't help it: "If you go out like this, others may think that you just ate a child."
"Your Majesty may not know, but this is usually a symbol of blackness. If you paint more, no one will dare to bully you." Ji Ting looked serious.
Shen Tuchuan disdained: "Who dares to bully you?"
"you."
"..."
"It's obviously the job I hate the most, but I still have to give it to my concubine. I don't see you complimenting me for doing a good job, but I take it for granted. Isn't it bullying my concubine?" Ji Ting narrowed his eyes.
Shen Tuchuan remained silent, and after a long time, he slowly opened his mouth: "My concubine, even if you paint your mouth black, I will still bully you if I should bully you."
Ji Ting: "Oh."
Shen Tuchuan was in a good mood. After combing her hair, he looked at the dressing table, looked around and frowned: "Where is the Flying Walker that Gu gave you?"
"Isn't it on the table? It should be rewarded to the concubine." Ji Ting glanced at the table, and didn't care if he didn't find it.
Shen Tuchuan paused for a moment: "That thing is imbedded with top-quality pigeon blood. I'm afraid there will be no second one in the world. Are you just rewarding people so casually?"
"It's not casual, after all, it's your concubine, and strictly speaking, it's also one of your wives." Ji Ting handed him a hairpin on the table, and then said, "Don't stop shaking, but also There are many other things that the concubines don't need here, so I gave them all."
After all, it was a virtual world, and those things were of no value to her except for their beauty. Since the girls liked them, she gave them away.
Shen Tuchuan laughed angrily when he heard the words: "You are so bold, how dare you dispose of the orphaned things at will." That is to say, but he did not intend to punish her. There is no second half of gravity.
When he put the hairpin on her head, Ji Ting looked around and nodded with satisfaction: "Your Majesty's craftsmanship is simply amazing, I don't know how much better than my concubines."
"It's good that you understand it in your heart. As a woman, you can't even comb the simplest bun. You are really stupid." Shen Tuchuan gave her a disdainful look. He knows all these things, but this woman doesn't even know the most basic ones.
Ji Ting glanced at his simple bun with satisfaction, got up and pushed him to the front of the dressing table, gently helped him press his temples: "Your Majesty, you must be tired after discussing things all morning, my concubine will help you press it." according to."
Shen Tuchuan closed his eyes with a relaxed expression. Ji Ting looked at his face from the bronze mirror, and suddenly felt that even if he put aside the filter that this face brought to him, just looking at his small expressions, he still felt that he was a little Cute... It's terrible, she actually thinks the tyrant is cute.
Ji Ting was distracted, and the strength in his hands became stronger, Shen Tuchuan frowned immediately: "Presumptuous, do you want to murder Gu?"
Ji Ting: "..." Sure enough, I thought he was cute just now, but it was just an illusion.
She smirked and lightened her strength, and Shen Tuchuan's expression relaxed. Ji Ting secretly complained about his coquettishness, looked at his relaxed face, thought for a while and asked: "Your Majesty's birthday is coming soon?"
"Well, it's less than a month." Shen Tuchuan said with his eyes closed.
"What did His Majesty do on birthdays in previous years?" Ji Ting was a little curious.
There was a gully between Shen Tuchuan's eyebrows: "It's nothing more than envoys from various countries coming to court to pay tribute, and there is a big banquet in the palace, which doesn't end until New Year's Eve." There are banquets for several days in a row, although every time you only need to show your face But he left, but he still didn't want to go, and when he mentioned this matter, he was full of impatience.
Looking at his face, Ji Ting once again lamented the awkwardness of the tyrant's personality. He is obviously cruel and tyrannical, but he doesn't often conflict with ministers in state affairs. The rules are to be followed as long as they can. People really don't know how to say that he has lost his mind.
She raised the corners of her lips: "There are still more than twenty days, and the time is very urgent. It seems that the concubine has to prepare a gift for His Majesty. Does Your Majesty want anything?"
Shen Tuchuan paused, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at her through the bronze mirror: "You want to give an orphan gift?"
"Yeah, this is the first time this concubine is celebrating your birthday. Naturally, you have to prepare well, but I don't know what your Majesty likes, I'm afraid you won't like what this concubine prepared." Ji Ting blinked at him. In all fairness, the tyrant is still good to her, and she should naturally reciprocate, and can't just rely on the identity of sleeping pills to do anything wrong.
Shen Tuchuan looked at her brows and eyes full of joy, and didn't know how to react for a while. He celebrates his birthday every year, but every year he has to deal with envoys from various countries and participate in annoying banquets. Nothing he did in those few days was his favorite, so he is not very willing to celebrate his birthday.
... Ke Ji heard that he was going to give him a gift, which was new.
Hearing his silence, Ji couldn't help asking: "Why doesn't Your Majesty speak?"
"Gu has never received a gift before, so I couldn't think of what to ask for for a while." Shen Tuchuan answered honestly.
Ji Ting couldn't help laughing: "Don't make trouble, Your Majesty, the envoys from various countries, which one is not a good thing, and the birthday gift from the harem, it is impossible to never receive a gift."
"Those are all for His Majesty, not Shen Tuchuan. Since the queen asked Gu's opinion, she naturally wants to send Shen Tuchuan?" Otherwise, there is no need to ask, just choose the most expensive and best things as gifts. .
Ji Ting paused: "That's right, I just want to give you something you like." In fact, she was just trying to please her, but she didn't expect to be suddenly elevated by him, so she was embarrassed to admit it for a while. I just feel that it is too shameless to give him his things directly, so I want to wait for his nod before giving it away.
But looking at it now, it is impossible to expect him to randomly pick anything from his private treasury. I just hope that he will not demand too much of himself, and just ask for something meaningful.
Under Ji Ting's expectant eyes, Shen Tuchuan spoke in the next second: "Why don't Aifei cook a bowl of longevity noodles for Gu that day."
"Longevity noodles?"
"Well, I want two more poached eggs. Just looking at the storybook, ordinary people eat this way for their birthdays. I was a little curious for a while." Shen Tuchuan finished speaking slowly, seeing Ji Ting looking at him with a complicated face, He paused and frowned, "Is the request too high?"
"...No, if Your Majesty likes it, my concubine will cook a bowl of longevity noodles for you that day." This tyrant's request was really unexpected...simple.
Only then was Shen Tuchuan satisfied, and after talking to her a few more words, he went to the imperial study to see the minister again. As soon as he left, Ji Ting relaxed, and kept thinking about the tyrant's birthday banquet in his mind. After thinking for a while, he suddenly had a whim, and began to read the original novel in his mind. After flipping through it, he saw something about the birthday banquet. That's right, I opened my eyes wide.
When she read the text before, except for the 200 words about the tyrant, the rest of the book was the story of the male protagonist's adventures in the rivers and lakes, so she didn't read it carefully. As a result, she saw the problem after reading it——
This birthday banquet turned out to be the reason why the male lead killed the tyrant.
Ji Ting pursed his lips, and read the side description again. It was nothing more than the plot after the hero killed the tyrant. Someone asked him why he wanted to kill the king of a country. The hero replied that the tyrant killed him at the birthday banquet. His best friend for many years, so he is avenging his best friend.
… so who is this best friend
Ji Ting hurriedly reviewed the novel. This time, he didn't dare to miss every single word. Even the plot after the death of the tyrant, he searched for it several times, and finally saw it. It was a little prince from Fanbang who came to the palace this time. The little prince's tribe had just had a conflict with the tyrant, and he came this time to assassinate the tyrant, but he failed and was killed instead.
After Ji Ting straightened out the causal relationship, he suddenly became enlightened, and finally decided what he was going to do: calmly stop the little prince's assassination, and then let him leave safely, so that the hero would have no reason to kill the tyrant, and the tyrant would be safe Assure.
It's just that she has to think about how to stop the little prince. Ji Ting frowned, sat at the table and pondered for a long time, and finally his eyes fell on the persimmons on the table... Ever since she ate too many poisonous persimmons, Shen Tuchuan has been sending them to her every day. It's almost a conditioned reflex to vomit.
Ji Ting stared at the dried persimmon for a long time, then took something to block it with a look of disgust.
The first snow fell for more than an hour and then stopped. The snowflakes fell on the ground and melted immediately, and were quickly dried by the sun, as if it had never snowed in the palace.
Regardless of whether the snow is big or small, it means that winter is officially here, and the weather is getting colder every day. The cold wind blows on people, as if the bones can be blown open. Then it snowed two more times, and the tiles in the palace were finally covered with thick quilts. The red walls, blue tiles and white snow set off the plum blossoms in the palace.
Although the winter scenery is beautiful, Ji Ting doesn't like to go out, and spends the whole day in the bedroom with the earth dragon, even the concubine has to come to her room to ask for peace, in short, he is unwilling to move.
However, she didn't want to move anymore, and it was time to go out, because Shen Tuchuan's birthday was only a few days away.
After she heard about the little prince's entry into the capital, she wanted to stop him directly outside the palace to prevent him from running in to assassinate him. It's a pity that he thought well, but he had to give up because there was no helper outside the palace. In this way, the only chance to stop him was the birthday banquet.
Every time Ji Ting thinks about this matter, he has a headache, but he has no choice but to wait quietly for that day to come. And that day will come soon.
Early in the morning, Shen Tuchuan fished her out of the thick quilt. Seeing her dissatisfied look, he couldn't help snorting: "Hurry up, get ready early."
"... What are you preparing for?" Ji Ting's sleepy eyes were hazy, and through a layer of window paper, he could tell that the light outside was due to snow, not that it was already bright.
Shen Tuchuan paused, and frowned displeasedly: "Did you forget? Today is Gu's birthday."
Ji Ting opened his eyes suddenly, and all sleepiness disappeared immediately: "Is it today... Yes, yes, the concubine fell asleep." She was still reviewing today's plan yesterday, and it turned out that this meeting I was so sleepy that I didn't remember until now.
Seeing her getting up in a hurry, Shen Tuchuan looked anxious, and his face brightened slightly: "There is no need to be so anxious, Gu is not hungry, go to the imperial study first, and have breakfast when you come back later."
"The concubine is waiting for His Majesty to come back." Ji Ting smiled quietly.
Shen Tuchuan nodded slightly, then turned around and walked out. When Ji Ting saw his back approaching the door, he suddenly stopped him: "Your Majesty!"
"Huh?" Shen Tuchuan turned around.
Ji Ting smiled and said, "Happy birthday to Your Majesty."
Shen Tuchuan's heart felt as if he had been punched for a moment, something made him tremble, and it occurred to his mind that every year from this year onwards, there would be this woman smiling at him Saying this, this life does not seem to be so long.
Shen Tuchuan's lips were dry, and he lowered his eyes for a while to hide the panic in his eyes, and went out with a forced snort of disdain.
As soon as he left, the smile on Ji Ting's face disappeared, and he hurriedly called Cui'er, and when he saw her, he asked directly: "Have you got what I asked you to ask for from Eunuch Li?"
"If you go back to your mother, I have already asked Eunuch Li, and they are all stored in the side hall." Cui'er looked nervous.
Ji Ting nodded, and asked again: "When will the Fanbang envoys enter the palace?"
"It's about afternoon. At that time, the female relatives will come to the harem to pay respects to the empress, and the envoys will go to the front court to pay their respects to His Majesty. They will only get together at the dinner party." Tweety answered one by one.
In other words, she can only do it at the birthday banquet, which is too difficult. Ji Ting sighed softly, and told Cui'er again: "You must tell those people to be careful about this matter, so that your majesty will not find out, but also tell them, don't be too afraid, what this palace does will not hinder your majesty, your majesty Even if I know about it, I won’t blame Bengong, let alone implicate you.”
"Your maidservant knows that your mother will not harm your maidservant, and this servant will definitely do her best." Cui'er looked serious.
Ji Ting smiled preoccupied, and only let go of her expression after Cui'er left, praying that everything goes well today.
Since Shen Tuchuan said that he would come back for breakfast, she tidied herself up first and didn't eat anything, and only sat down to eat together when he came back.
"Your Majesty, eat more. I'm afraid I'm going to be very busy today. I don't know when lunch will be." Ji Ting graciously served him dishes, and decided to treat him better on his birthday.
Shen Tuchuan looked at the dishes on the table and was silent for a moment, then reluctantly picked up the chopsticks to eat, put down the chopsticks halfway through the meal, and said meaningfully: "Today's breakfast is different from what I imagined."
"It's much richer than usual, isn't it? The concubine specially asked the small kitchen to make it. After all, it's a birthday, so it's important to eat well." Ji Ting laughed.
Shen Tuchuan glanced at her, hummed lightly and stopped eating, as if he was not satisfied. Ji Ting hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"
"I have other things to be busy with, so I won't eat for now." Shen Tuchuan said and walked out.
Ji Ting stood up quickly: "But you only ate so much, it's not enough to support you all morning."
"If you don't eat, the food will be unpalatable." Shen Tuchuan said impatiently.
Ji Ting paused for a moment: "Then, will your majesty come back for lunch?"
"use!"
Ji Ting: "..." What's wrong with you, you think the food here is unpalatable and you still rush over here
Before Ji Ting could figure out what kind of temper he was having, Shen Tuchuan came to have lunch on time at noon, but he was still unhappy the whole time, and he still didn't seem to like it. Ji Ting found out that men really can't get used to them, the more they eat and drink, the more trouble they get, so they just let him go.
It wasn't until the dinner party that the two of them appeared together on the high platform of the main hall to accept the worship of civil and military officials and envoys from all over the world, only then did Ji Ting comfort Shen Tuchuan who was beside him with an unhappy face written all over his face: "Your Majesty, if you bear it any longer, it will pass. "
"Huh?" Shen Tuchuan raised his eyelids.
Ji Ting smiled 'understanding': "Your Majesty has been worrying about the dinner party all day today, if you bear with me a little longer, I will accompany you back and I won't be here anymore."
Shen Tuchuan was silent for a moment: "What are the arrangements for going back?"
"Your Majesty has been exhausted all day, how dare I make any arrangements, and then I will relax your muscles and bones for you," Ji heard, and picked up chopsticks to prepare vegetables for him, "Your Majesty hasn't eaten anything all day , I’m probably starving right now, so hurry up and use something.”
Shen Tuchuan squinted at her: "Gu still doesn't eat."
"Why?" Ji Ting was puzzled.
Shen Tuchuan sneered: "I'm afraid I'm too full now, and I won't have the appetite to eat anything else after the dinner is over."
"Whatever your Majesty wants to eat, just ask the Imperial Dining Room to make it. You can eat it right now. Why wait until evening to eat something else?" Ji Ting laughed.
Shen Tuchuan said coolly: "The queen makes longevity noodles for Gu, only once a year, so Gu naturally has to keep his stomach waiting."
Ji Ting: "..." In order to prevent the little prince of Fanbang from committing suicide, he completely forgot about the longevity noodles.
The author has something to say: Chuan.Remember the grudge. Son: Today, the queen owes me a bowl of longevity noodles
Ji Ting: ...Will you make up the line right away
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Song Niannian transmigrated into the book and became a wealthy young lady.
The heroine of the original book is not only rich and powerful, but also has a pair of icy muscles and bones. She is gorgeous and charming.
Not to mention that the original owner gave everything for the scumbag, and when he died, he handed over all his money and status to the scumbag and his Bai Yueguang to make wedding dresses. Only then did the original owner realize that he had been a substitute all along.
Now that Song Niannian survived instead of the original owner, he looked at his billions of dollars and smiled lightly: With so much money, let alone who has a good appearance, but that average-looking scumbag
So Song Niannian randomly picked a handsome waiter and went home.
Afterwards, people commented that Miss Song's eyes must have been lame, and she found a poor boy with a bad face.
He looks so handsome!
I only know how to use women's money!
Later, people discovered that it was themselves who had no eyes, this poor little boy, who actually went so far as to hide his name and crouching tiger, hidden dragon in order to hook up with Song Niannian. His real identity was Sheng Qingning, who came from a top wealthy family and was richer than Song Niannian's family. .
#After wearing a book, I became the white moonlight of the top rich man#
#Those who thought that my lame eyes would not pick men were all beaten in the face#