"Your Majesty, what are you looking at?"

Outside the Pavilion, the cold wind is like a knife.

The wind was not violent, but it could penetrate the chill into the bones.

Liu Bian seemed to be standing at the window without realizing it, staring blankly outside, a world that was continuously covered by whiteness.

That world was originally very familiar, and he had looked around the palace countless times.

But now, he felt very strange, and even had a bone-broken chill that was coming from all directions towards Age.

A woman who looks like she is not very old in the palace attire, and looks about 17 or 18 years old, came behind her.

"Zi Tong, I am no longer an emperor. Don't use the word "Your Majesty" again."

Liu Bian didn't look back, his eyes still fell into the world outside the window, and he whispered: "It's different from the past. You and I are in this palace, so we must be more careful to avoid causing a murder."

After saying that, he sighed softly.

Even with this sigh, he had to exhale carefully.

Turning slowly, he looked at the woman in the palace dress, her thin and pale face, and a hint of smile appeared...

He walked forward and hugged the woman's waist.

Speaking of which, he was shorter than a woman, so he buried his face in the woman's arms, like a child. The woman in the palace dress hugged him in her arms, and her beautiful face was full of care.

The woman's surname is Tang, her name is Tang Qing, and she is also Liu Bian's wife.

She was born in a family of officials in Yingchuan, and her father, Tang Mao, was appointed as the prefect of Kuaiji.

Since he married into the palace at the age of sixteen, he has been with Liu Bian for two years and has suffered a lot of sins and suffered a lot of hardships.

Thinking back to the time, Liu Bian and Liu Xie fought for the throne.

Liu Bian was supported by his mother, Empress Dowager He and General He Jin, while Liu Xie was favored by Emperor Han Liu Hong and the protection of Empress Dowager Dong. In this process, Liu Bian, who was cowardly and not good at fighting, suffered a lot, but unfortunately, Tang Qing was with him.

After finally finishing the hardships, Liu Bian became arriving in the position.

Tang Qing had just become the queen, and even that person had not been warmed up, Liu Bian was driven off the throne and trapped in the A Pavilion. Tang Qing did not complain and continued to be with Liu Bian. Because she knew that Liu Bian was now truly unfamiliar. If she left again, this weak boy would probably not be able to live to leave the palace.

"Your Majesty, I am reckless.

I will be careful in the future and never make such mistakes again."

Liu Bian raised his head, his eyes slightly red and swollen.

He smiled shyly, looked at Tang Qing, and whispered for a long time: "Zi Tong, do you think we can really go out?"

Tang Qing was stunned for a moment and said, "Does the king think..."

"no!"

Before Tang Qing could finish speaking, Liu Bian waved his hand to stop her from talking.

"Dong Qing does not like being lonely and cowardly, so he does not blame him for doing things that are abolished and established.

In fact, Gu knew very well that if he had not had his uncle's support, Gu would not have ascended the throne. But now, his uncle is no longer there, and Gu is not capable of threatening the position of the association... I think we can leave soon."

Tang Qing did not interrupt Liu Bian's almost whispering words, but just looked at him quietly.

After Liu Bian finished speaking, she said, "Your Majesty, it's getting late, and the cold is getting heavier. It's better to take care of the dragon's body and rest as soon as possible."

"I feel a little depressed, so I'll be quiet for a moment.

Zi Tong is not in good health, so I go and rest first, and I will come soon."

This cowardly boy has a little stubbornness in his heart.

Tang Qing also knew that she was not easy to force her, so he comforted her for a few more words before leaving.

Liu Bian held the window railing and looked out with his lips pursed.

After a long time, he whispered to himself: "People say that Dong Zhe killed his mother, but I know that there are many people who want to die alone...

You want to die alone, but you will never die alone!

One day, I will avenge my mother and tear you into pieces."

Tears flashed in those eyes.

Liu Bian held the window railing tightly, not wanting to cry out loud, but the tears couldn't be suppressed and slid down his cheeks.

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The Guardian Room is located on the west side of Nangong, outside Hongde Gate.

This is an independent courtyard with two in and two out.

In the middle is a Mingtang, where the meetings and meetings are held. There are two aisles on both sides of the Mingtang, which can directly lead to the vestibule.

On both sides of the vestibule are two rows of houses, which are used to allow the guards to rest.

There is a high wall between the front yard and the back yard. Through the door wing and into the back yard, there is a martial arts performance venue that can accommodate hundreds of people. On weekdays, the guards will work hard here, compete for martial arts, and compete for weapons.

The night is getting darker and the temperature is getting lower and lower.

Cao Xing took Ding Chen and the others into the Mingtang, and a heat rushes to his face, accompanied by a strong smell of meat.

A charcoal furnace was lit in the Mingtang, and the charcoal fire was red and it was spewing warmth.

A group of men gathered around a huge copper hotpot to eat shabu-shabu pork, and each of them placed a copper pot dipping sauce at their hands.

The style of the hot pot is very simple, three bronze feet form a copper pot that looks like a basin.

At the bottom of the copper pot is a barrel-shaped charcoal stove. Put the charcoal in from above, and the burnt charcoal turns into carbon ash and slides out from under the charcoal stove.

In a corner of the Mingtang, two skinned lambs hung.

A personal soldier cut the meat with a knife, then put the meat into a copper pot and cooked it, and distributed it to everyone.

Everyone was eating shabu and drinking wine. In this cold and cold night, they seemed to be unique and excited.

"How could General Cao be interested?"

Someone saw Cao Xing and quickly got up to greet him.

Most of these people were the Xiliang soldiers, while Cao Xing was the Bingzhou army. To some extent, the two sides were not the same system.

But who made Dong Zhuo rely on Lu Bu now, and Lu Bu's bravery, also made the status of Bingzhou Army rise higher?

"General Xiao Zhang is here too."

Cao Xing walked into the Mingtang and nodded to a man.

The man looked like a little thirty, eight feet and four inches tall, slender and not very strong, but his every move showed a heart-pounding momentum. His eyes swept across Ding Chen and Gao Shun, and then fell on Cao Xing. Hearing Cao Xing's greeting, he slowly stood up, giving people a feeling of rebelliousness.

"General Cao came late at night, probably because he had something to explain."

As he said, he said to the personal soldiers at the door: "Get another sauce pot... What flavors does General Cao like? The palace is complete."

Cao Xing was not polite either and glanced at the two skinned and bloody lambs.

"Jiankou Sheep...hahaha, General Xiao Zhang is indeed very particular.

The best thing around Luoyang is this Jiankou sheep, which is tender and not stinky. This is the time to eat Jiankou sheep.”

After saying that, he glanced at Ding Chen.

"Ziyang, you are so happy."

Ding Chen smiled slightly, looked around Mingtang, then turned around and walked to the lamb, and snatched the sharp knife from his personal soldiers.

"The mutton meat at Jiankou is delicate and the most particular thing is when resolving sheep.

Cut along the texture, otherwise it will easily affect the taste. Also, avoid tendons and meridians when using the knife, so you must have a clever eye. One-slash must be done quickly, otherwise it will damage the flesh and there will be a fishy smell in your mouth when you eat it."

As he spoke, he saw Ding Chen use his knife to fly and cut off the lamb's meat.

With each knife, the length and thickness of the meat were almost the same. He was exaggerating while exposing, while Cao Xing looked at it with a smile on his face. As for General Xiao Zhang, he narrowed his eyes and looked more alert.

A plate of Jiankou mutton was cut quickly, and Ding Chen put down the sharp knife in his hand.

Gao Shun went up to pick up the mutton, walked to the hot pot, picked up the wooden chopsticks, and sprinkled the mutton into the pot.

The water in the pot was boiling, and the mutton rose and fell with the boiling water and soon turned white. Gao Shun did not hesitate and took out the mutton and distributed it to everyone.

"The sheep in Jiankou cannot be cut too thick, otherwise it will affect the taste.

After putting it in the pot, you can't cook it for too long, otherwise the meat will grow old. Now this Jiankou sheep tastes just right."

The Mingtang was filled with a smell of meat, which was mouth-watering.

Except for the crackling sound of the charcoal fire, everyone stopped making a sound, but stared at Ding Chen.
Chapter completed!