"Come here, let Concubine Chen change her clothes." The queen lay down again, still closing her eyes and saying nothing.

Ying'er tried her best to stop her, but to no avail. Several palace maids came forward to surround Muro, tore off her clothes, and then took out wine and sprinkled it on Muro's wounds...

It hurts...

I don’t know what the queen was thinking. After pouring down a few bottles of wine, the maid placed the clothes in front of her and left.

It was just a humiliation. Even if it didn't reach the point where he really had to fight to the death, Mulo could still bear it.

She was quiet for a moment, and then slowly put on her clothes. Because she had just poured wine and didn't wipe it off, her clothes stuck to the blisters on her chest, which was painful.

But Mulo still stood up and bowed, saying: "If the queen doesn't like me, I'll just come less often from now on. Ying'er, stop kneeling, let's go."

Ying'er looked at Mu Luo distressedly and followed him out of the hall. She waited until they were far away before whispering: "Master, let's go back to the palace first... It would be bad if the Queen Mother saw your injuries.

...I will definitely say that you are disrespectful."

"It hurts a bit, but I can bear it." Mulo glanced at the other food box in the palace maid's hand and said, "The rock-sugar snow pears won't taste good if they are kept for too long. I have to deliver them in person."

"Master, please be honest, this trip... you didn't have to bring these things." Ying'er looked at the food box and felt unlucky: "The queen also eats dates on weekdays, just to use it as an excuse, you...

…”

Mulo smiled naively and interrupted: "She and I have never met. She just doesn't like me. It's okay."

Mu Luo insisted on going to the Queen Mother's palace, but Ying'er couldn't stop her. She followed cautiously. It was only then that she saw blisters on her chest, but Mu Luo still walked calmly.

When we arrived at the Queen Mother's chamber, we were led in by two eunuchs.

Mulo learned well this time. After saluting, he held the food box and raised it above his head to offer it.

The Queen Mother was a very informal person, and after a few simple admonitions, she asked Mulo to go back.

After meeting the Queen Mother, Ying'er finally breathed a sigh of relief and helped Mulo back. Mulo looked at the clouds in the sky and said for no reason: "Ying'er, you said, the clouds in the sky are moving so fast, they are going to

Where are you going?”

"My master knows how to joke and joke, but where will he go?"

Yes...how could Yun find his home? It would be completely meaningless to rush forward so desperately.

Mulo stepped into the palace gate and passed out the next second.

Ying'er was frightened and immediately hugged Mu Luo and shouted: "Call the imperial doctor! Call the imperial doctor quickly! Master! Master, can you hear me? Come, move the table back to the bedroom, hurry up!!"

It's not that she doesn't feel pain, she just doesn't want to talk about it.

Mulo didn't know how long he had been unconscious. He was confused and remembered that when he was in the palace before, he always looked for opportunities to go to the ice cellar to re-ice some bayberries in the summer.

Maybe it's because of the burn, but now I always have that cool taste in my mouth.

The king seemed to have arrived. Mulo remembered that he smelled of ambergris... it smelled very good.

"What is she talking about?" He Chaosheng sat beside the bed and looked at Ying'er anxiously.

"Bing...yangmei..." Mulo muttered.

Ying'er heard the general idea and replied: "Back to the king, Concubine Chen seems to want to eat something... ice."

"What's the ice..." He Chaosheng stretched out his hand and stroked Mu Luo's cheek, and said, "Did the queen tell the public... why she punished Concubine Chen?"

Ying'er lowered her head and said: "The Queen said that she did not punish Concubine Chen, but accidentally knocked over the food box, and she had already treated Concubine Chen's wounds and changed her clothes in the palace...

All the people in her palace can testify."

"So, the queen made the mistake unintentionally?" He Chaosheng's expression became more and more indifferent.

Ying'er knelt on the ground and cried: "Your Majesty, these words are just to appease the fool. Only this slave knows how miserable Concubine Chen was after she entered the queen's chamber. I beg you to make the decision for Concubine Chen!"

"We'll discuss this later." He Chaosheng said simply.

Ying'er also knew that He Chaosheng was thinking about the long term. After all, after punishing the queen, Concubine Chen would inevitably be called the "disaster". Moreover, the queen's father and brother were the heroes of this crusade against Emperor Yuan, so she really couldn't do anything about it.

It's just that poor Mu Luo has lost her country and has no one to support her.

After a while, Mu Luo gradually came to his senses.

The first time she saw He Chaosheng, she still smiled: "He Chaosheng? You are here..."

He Chaosheng felt a sting in his heart, took her hand and said: "You are still laughing, you are almost burning yourself..."

"Haha, the porridge is too hot to be cooked." Mulo narrowed his eyes naively and said: "I made a lot of delicious food today. Although the queen doesn't like the porridge I made, but... the queen mother is very fond of me.

I am full of praise for the Rock Sugar Snow Pear. I will make something else for her in the future. She will definitely like it."

He Chaosheng lowered his eyes and said, "You are filial."

"It's not that good."

Mulo looked silly and ungrateful. Apart from food, nothing seemed to cheer her up.

"By the way, I just heard you say...what's the ice?" He Chaosheng asked.

"Oh, Bingyangmei, you must not have any more...that thing is not in the west." The gauze curtain on the bedside of King Muro said: "I was just thinking about the taste. If I eat it, I will probably be injured quickly.

Just order it.”

He Chaosheng touched Mu Luo's head and said, "It's because you are greedy. Does it have anything to do with the injury? You should have a good rest today. I will come see you later."

Mulo blinked his eyes in confusion and said, "You are in such a hurry, where are you going?"

"Go to the queen." He Chaosheng said: "You are indeed wronged today. If you want to send me something else, you can do whatever you want."

After He Chaosheng said that, he stood up and left.

Mu Luo looked at the roof of the shed, and his smile suddenly disappeared: "Ying'er, do you think the king didn't see my injury?"

Ying'er knelt down and said, "Master, of course not. I only bandaged you when the imperial doctor came."

"That's right." Mu Luo said with a smile: "Ying'er, please... send something to the queen for me. I'm not feeling well and can't cook, so I told you to let the cook prepare it."

Mulo thought for a moment and said: "Make a dish of jujube and shrimp, tell the cook, blanch the shrimp and fry it, put the jujube on the plate, pour the sweet and sour sauce on it and send it over..."

Ying'er silently noted it in her mind and said, "I understand, is there anything else, Master?"

"Also...send some freshly steamed milk cakes from my kitchen. Tell the queen that if you feel guilty, you must finish these things and then tell the cook not to talk too much."

After hearing this, Ying'er nodded and went to the small kitchen.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this dish, the cook frowned: "Is this really the dish that the master came up with? With all due respect, the master must have been wronged when he was at the queen's place today..."

Others may not understand, but the cook must know that seafood and milk cannot be eaten together, and they are even more incompatible with those wild dates!

Ying'er patted the cook on the forehead and said: "Master said, don't let the cook talk too much. Just cook with peace of mind. If the cooking is ruined, you will get the good news."

"That's what we should do!" The cook murmured with a heartbeat.

Ying'er was puzzled and asked: "What did you say? What should and should not be done?"
Chapter completed!