Diliu took the lead in serving a bowl to Yun Tingruo, and then another bowl to himself.
Then he sat down and started eating.
Because of the emperor's drinking wine, Yun Tingruo did not let Dong'er and Yunlin come in to eat.
I just put some dishes aside for them.
The two sat facing each other, and Yun Tingruo did not serve each other food like lovers do.
Some people may not like this format.
Di Liuzhang was such a person. He placed the chicken in front of Yun Tingruo.
Others have long hands, so don’t worry about not being able to pinch them, but the bean sprouts are so small, when will they grow up!
Grow up quickly!
Although Di Liushang was extremely eager in his heart for the little bean sprouts to grow up quickly.
But his face is extremely serious.
Outside the kitchen, Bing Ling and Qian Feng looked at the adults and children eating.
I just feel like the world is spinning and I'm about to faint.
In their eyes, the master is extremely mysophobic and does not eat or sleep in messy places. He will collapse even if he stands for a while.
But now he has a silly smile on his face and eats so deliciously in this small kitchen.
Is this still the master
Is he still the noble and cold master
But the person in front of me looks like an ordinary person, and the smile on his face is something I have never seen before.
Although Gale was shocked, he knew that his master was not playing by common sense.
Although Miss Yun Si is the fiancée of King Qi, she can be snatched away before they get married.
Well, we can proceed.
The next second, Gale Black Line, the master is kidnapping someone else's fiancée.
Bing Ling's eyes were on fire, a raging fire.
In his eyes, his master, who was a celestial being, actually broke the impossible again and again for this ordinary little bean sprout.
Moreover, this Miss Yun Si is also engaged to King Qi.
How dare you seduce your master.
Shameless shit.
No, she had to discuss this matter with Nu Mei.
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In the kitchen, Di Liushang and Yun Tingruo were eating deliciously.
Especially Diliu Shang, I just thought the dishes in front of me were particularly delicious.
Even the dishes made by the imperial chef are not as delicious as those made by small bean sprouts.
Not bad.
Although Xiao Bean Sprout is violent, his cooking skills can withstand it.
Although little bean sprouts are cold, their cooking skills can be enthusiastic.
Diliu Zhan thought to himself as he ate, it seems that he can vigorously develop his cooking skills with bean sprouts in the future.
Yun Tingruo narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, like a fox when he saw the emperor's wine cup.
Just about to speak.
An inconspicuous flying crane landed on the windowsill, about the size of a hand, and made a cooing sound.
Yun Tingruo was closest to the window sill, stretched out her little hand to grab the flying crane, and quickly took off the small bamboo tube.
Pass it to Di Liushang.
Her power is still developing, and she has not even reached the first level of Chengdu.
So this flying crane cannot be hers.
Di Liuzhang put down his bowl and chopsticks, opened the small bamboo tube, and took out a very thin piece of paper.
He spread his fingers to reveal the small words on the note.
The content is short, concise yet revealing.
This is the secret message.
After a quick glance, Di Liushang snorted and crushed the note in his hand.
"A mere ant wants to compete with the sun and the moon. It's a wishful thinking."
These ignorant things.
"feast."
Yun Tingruo uttered a word and asked what happened.
"Little Douya, it's time to tell you my identity."
Di Liushang lightly knocked his eyelids.
A gloomy past emerged.
"My mother is the current eldest princess of Huayang, and she has the same bloodline as the current emperor. When the emperor's maternal ancestor passed away, Feng Guocheng was involved in a struggle for the throne. The emperor was still the prince and still young at that time. My mother tried to turn the tide for the emperor and was almost poisoned. and died, finally allowing the emperor to ascend to the throne of God."
At this point, Di Liushang paused, as if his mind had returned to the era of intrigues and sword fights.
Yun Tingruo was slightly surprised. It turned out that Zhang was the son of the eldest princess of Huayang, so why was he named Emperor
She didn't ask, but let Di Liushang calm down.
After a while, Emperor Liushang slowly spoke again: "The emperor was only 12 years old when he first came to the base. His throne was not stable and there were many disturbances in the court. At that time, the Queen Mother was a woman in the palace and only knew how to face the ancestors. Crying, it was my mother who destroyed enemies, killed treacherous ministers, and brought peace to the emperor three times, thus stabilizing the country for the emperor."
Yun Tingruo couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, she was such a woman who was not inferior to men.
Who says women are inferior to men.
But why did Emperor Liushang's tone contain a trace of sadness.
What else is going on
"After the chaos in the Feng Kingdom was settled, my mother was named the eldest princess of the country. She went to the palace to discuss world affairs with the emperor. Her magnificence was unparalleled, and she was full of honors and favors."
Yun Tingruo can naturally think of how hard it is for a woman to fight against the enemy.
But she didn't do it for herself, she did it to prevent the country from falling into the hands of her relatives.
Fight for your country, fight for your brother.
She is a woman worthy of applause.
"What about your mother?"
"She is dead, killed by the emperor."
Di Liushang's eyes were cold, with no hatred or resentment.
Some are just full of murderous aura.
died!
Yun Tingruo's heart trembled, and it was exactly what he thought.
The imperial road is made of bones from eternity.
No emperor can see the existence of someone more capable and powerful than himself.
Moreover, the Feng Kingdom was founded by a woman, so naturally a woman could be the emperor.
Princess Huayang is so outstanding. If she ascends to the throne, it will be her destiny.
But she only cares about her country.
This kind of mind has always been magnanimous.
Di Liuzhang's next words confirmed Yun Tingruo's guess.
"When my mother saw that there were rumors in the court, she asked for an order to retire. The emperor had a good relationship with her at that time. Seeing that her mother had no intention of leaving, he agreed. My mother's fiefdom was Luoyang, so she retired to the court and returned to Luoyang. The most talented man in the world, my father, met and fell in love with each other, and later they had me. The emperor was very happy and decreed that I should be given the imperial surname."
Looking back on the years when he was born, his mother and father were as loving as ever, and they only had each other from beginning to end.
It was such a happy and wonderful time.
But when he was 6 years old, due to an accident, the emperor gave his mother a glass of poisoned wine. The prosperity of that year withered, and his mother was sitting under the moon in a bright red palace dress.
He still clearly remembered his mother's sad eyes and self-deprecating smile.
The glass of poisonous wine with a dim light was held tightly by my mother.
When he was young at that time, he only felt that his mother's night beauty was thrilling, like a phoenix bathing in fire.
But the Phoenix is reborn from the ashes, and the mother dies from the ashes.
The wine glass slipped from his fingers, and the trace of blood at the corner of his mother's mouth dazzled his eyes.
I still remember my mother’s last two words.
"Zhang'er, mother, I'm sorry for you."
"You still don't trust me after all."
At that time, he held his mother's cold body and looked at his father who came over.
The young heart became cold and hard from that moment on.
After my mother died, the father-in-law who delivered the edict delivered a second edict.
Conferring his father the title of First-Rank Shangweihou and the title of King of Jin was a sign of guilt for both father and son.
But he didn't care. The title of Prince was earned with his mother's life, which was very heavy and painful.
My father no longer writes poems and songs, and no longer enjoys painting and traveling.
Instead, he drank alcohol every day and hung out every night.
So much so that they later carried the concubine one by one to the mansion.
It made the house a mess.