Sima Zhi didn't know the true gender of Concubine Lin. He thought that her expression was because she was afraid that he would have something to do with Concubine Lin, so she felt jealous.

Although Concubine Lin is indeed beautiful, he is not the kind of man who can be deceived by beauty. Even Concubine Lin is so good that he is not as good as Shen Chuchu's hair in his heart.

He smiled in his eyes, raised his hand and poked her eyebrows: "I will divorce Lin Fei, so you can rest assured."

Chen Chuchu was a little confused by his meaningful eyes, so what did he have to do with Concubine Lin and Buheli?

If he likes to continue to be a couple with a man, she will be happy to see it happen.

The smile in Sima Zhi's eyes froze, and his expression gradually became strange: "What did you say?"

Chen Chuchu: "?"

She reached out and touched his forehead, murmured to herself: "Don't have a fever, either?"

Is it because the weather is too hot and there is something wrong with your head?"

Sima Zhi: "..."

His thin lips trembled, and he swallowed it back when he reached his mouth.

No, he couldn't ask too much. With her intelligence, if she asked too much, she would probably be suspicious.

Although it was not very good, in order to learn more about her thoughts, he often used mind reading techniques to see her heart's voice.

After all, this was the first time he had come into contact with a woman so close. He had no experience in the past, so he would inevitably accidentally make her unhappy. At this time, mind reading becomes particularly important.

If she knew that he could read minds, she would definitely avoid him in the future. Even if the two of them were together, she would carefully hide her feelings.

"Chuchu, I suddenly remembered that I had made an appointment with the minister in the morning."

Sima Zhi put down his pen and ink, raised his hand and rubbed her long hair that was dispersed: "You can take a nap first, and I will come back to accompany you after handling the business."

How could Concubine Lin become a man? He needs to find out carefully.

If it was as I imagined, then it would not be so easy for Concubine Lin to think about separation.

Anyway, if this matter is true, there are no five cities as a hush-off fee, Concubine Lin will pass by the throne of the Queen of Liang Kingdom.

Chen Chuchu didn't know what he was thinking, so she nodded, put down the memorial and lay back on the imperial concubine's couch.

She thought the weather was too hot, so she picked up her long hair, tied out a tight bun with a jade hairpin, then kicked off the embroidered shoes on her feet, and casually put her fair and small feet on the ice silk mat.

Sima Zhi followed her everything. She didn't want to wear the bottom of the flower pot, and she felt that her feet were sore and stuffy.

He directly replaced the bottoms of the flower pots of all the palace maids and nannies with embroidered shoes, so that she would not wear them too abruptly by herself.

In Yonghe Palace, she also did whatever she wanted, her hair could be loose or tied up. In short, she would do whatever she wanted.

Without rules to suppress her, she was happy and relaxed. Apart from not being able to enter and exit the palace at will, she seemed not as terrible as she had imagined.

He was afraid of being stuffy with her, so he would take her out of the palace secretly every three or five days. He accompanied her to eat all the snacks and delicacies in the entire capital.

There is about half a month left, so he should go out for a private visit on a private basis as usual, and she can also visit with her private visits with her.

It was said that it was a private visit on a mini-served basis, but it was actually a paid trip. He had even planned the route to travel, and just waited for the time to come, and took her out for a trip.

She had no pursuit, after all, there was no Internet in ancient times, let alone entertainment facilities.

It’s just that I go out of the palace and live by myself, that is, I’m a different place to be a rice worm. In essence, it’s not much different from staying in the palace.

When the weather is hot, she is prone to sleep. Especially at noon, the cicadas ring in her ears, as if she is singing a lullaby.

Her eyelids were heavy and heavy, and the sun shone through the window frame, making her look a little dazzling.

Chen Chuchu picked up half of her unofficial history she saw last time and put it in front of her. After a while, she fell asleep deeply.

She woke up two or three times because she was too hot in the middle. Sima Zhi never came back. She fell asleep again in a daze.

I don’t know how long it took, but when she opened her eyes, it was already slightly darker.

Chen Chuchu rubbed her hungry belly and finally felt a little hungry: "Biyue, I'm hungry..."

Biyue did not echo, and a slightly low voice sounded in the hall: "I have stewed sour bamboo shoots and chicken skin soup for you, you can drink a few sips to make your appetite."

Chen Chuchu was stunned: "When did you come back?"

Sima Zhi took the food box from Yang Hai and said with a smile: "I came back once in the middle. Seeing that you were sleeping soundly, I went to the imperial kitchen first."

She has been having no appetite for meals recently. Seeing her slightly pale little face, he felt so distressed, but he couldn't do anything to her. He couldn't force her into her mouth.

In order to allow her to eat a few more bites of food, he attacked the imperial kitchen in the imperial kitchen and asked them to teach him this appetizing soup.

He stretched out his slender fingers, gently tapped the edge of the porcelain bowl, and scooped her a bowl of sour bamboo shoots and chicken skin soup with a delicate silver spoon.

Chen Chuchu looked at the bowl of red and golden soup, and the sour and sour smell of the nose penetrated into her nose with the mist. She subconsciously swallowed her saliva, held up the small bowl with both hands, raised her head and drank a small mouthful of sour bamboo shoots and chicken skin soup.

She was slightly stunned, and quickly took the silver spoon he handed over, took out a piece of white and tender sour bamboo shoots and chicken skin from the golden soup, and put it between her teeth in a mouthful of steaming soup.

The soup is sour and spicy, refreshing, with a rich and long taste. The sour bamboo shoots are crisp and tender, and there is a hint of spicy feeling. It makes people's index fingers move, which really promotes salivation and appetizing.

The chicken skin in the soup is properly treated, and it does not look greasy at all. It only feels smooth and tender. If you drink it with the sour and sour golden soup, it will be endless aftertaste.

Chen Chuchu drank a whole bowl in one breath. Seeing that he was going to scoop again, she couldn't help but wave her hand, took the big bowl directly from him, and drank it with the big bowl.

Not long after, this big bowl of sour bamboo shoots and chicken skin soup fell into her stomach.

Perhaps this soup was so good that she raised her hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead twice, stretched out her tongue and licked her lips, and looked at the food box with anticipation.

Sima Zhi couldn't help but laugh and opened the food box, and took out a plate of spicy fried snails, a plate of peanuts and edamame, a small pot of spicy crayfish and a piece of iced yam wine.

When Chen Chuchu saw these things, he could not help but drool.

Her favorite standard in summer is snail crayfish, and ice beer and peanuts.

Chen Chuchu kept swallowing: "How do you know I love to eat these?"

Sima Zhi smiled with a smile: "You talked to your sleep last night."

Chen Chuchu glanced at him: "Impossible, I'm sleeping or not, don't you know what to do?"

He worked tirelessly on her all night, and from midnight, her body and soul were divided into two parts.

The soul was already asleep, but her body was still extremely awake. She wanted to sleep, but he didn't stop, so how could she sleep?

Sima Zhi was exposed on the spot, but he was not angry at all.

He slowly pinched the lobster head with his fingertips, flexibly peeled off the lobster shell with his fingers, and placed the lobster with red oil in the plate in front of her.

Seeing that he didn't answer her, Chen Chuchu was a little puzzled. She didn't feel anything in the past. Since they were together, she always felt something strange.

She rarely says what she wants, but he is like a worm that gets into her stomach. Whenever she misses something, he can take out what she wants.

It can be said to be a coincidence once or twice. She can't even calculate it with her fingers. How many times did he give her surprises like a magic trick?

Although she was puzzled, she didn't have the nerve to ask more questions. Maybe he had a good understanding of her, and asking her would hurt his heart.

She picked up the snails and put them on her mouth and whispered them gently, and the snail meat was sucked out of the shell.

The tender and fragrant snail meat is extremely elastic. The snail meat is dipped in the spicy marinade in the snail shell. It is spicy and refreshing when you get into the teeth, as if something is pounding on the tip of your tongue. You can't stop when you whisper.

In fact, she originally loved the health series the most, but since she met a girl from Hunan and had a few meals with her, she was deviated from her taste and successfully fell in love with these spicy foods.

She ate half a plate in a row. She opened her mouth so spicy that she opened her mouth, sucked in the cold air, and her palms kept swearing the wind on the side.

Seeing that her spicy face turned red, Sima Zhi quickly put down the crayfish, wiped the red oil on his fingers with a silk squid, held up the white wine pot, and poured a small cup of yam into the wine glass.

Her body has not recovered yet, and the imperial physician told her not to touch the wine. Although the name of the yam wine contains the word "wine", it is actually fermented with yam and grains, but the taste is a bit like wine.

The yam was placed in the ice cellar before and he took it out in advance. Now the yam was not too cold, and it was just the right time.

Chen Chuchu took his hand and took a sip of yam wine. The wine was refreshing and refreshing, with a hint of coolness, and finally neutralized the hot rest of the tip of his tongue.

She smacked her lips: "It's delicious."

Sima Zhi raised his lips slightly and pushed the peeled lobster meat in front of her: "If you like it, eat more."

Chen Chuchu looked at the lobster meat that was arranged in a heart-shaped shape in the plate, and was slightly stunned, and a trace of sweetness flowed in her heart inexplicably.

She has been single for so many years. When she saw others in love, the man had some rustic romance, and the girl looked surprised and happy, and she felt a little sensational and artificial.

It was her turn to fall in love that she realized that even if the smallest surprise was, it meant his attention and concern for her.

Sima Zhi was originally a straight man made of concrete steel bars. She was really touched by how she could do this for her.

Chen Chuchu ate the crayfish he had peeled in one bite, and she didn't know if it was spicy, but her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

She sniffed, held back her tears, and ate a plate of crayfish with the yam wine.

Seeing that he had brought a lot of things but actually didn't eat much, she touched her stomach, and it seemed to be a little empty.

Chen Chuchu was embarrassed to ask him for something to eat, as if she seemed to be very good at eating.

He didn't ask her if she had enough food, but just waved to Yang Hai, and someone cleaned up the mess on the table.

She looked at the only lobster basin on the table that had not been removed and said in confusion: "Will this be taken away?"

Sima Zhi curled his lips and smiled: "I am hungry, cook some lobster noodles, and you can try it too."

While speaking, Xiao Dezi carried the small stove where the medicine was decocted.

Yang Hai put the casserole on the stove, picked up the lobster basin, poured the red oil soup of the braised lobster inside, and added some hot water to it.

Sima Zhi took out the bottom layer of the food box, took out the bowl of hand-rolled noodles, and then put the hand-rolled noodles in until the soup boiled.
To be continued...