When I first ordered someone to sleep with me, these palace maids all rushed forward with red eyes. Everyone had their own little thoughts.
There are no concubines around the emperor. If they sleep with him, they can get the emperor's favor. If they are lucky enough to conceive a son and a half, wouldn't they be able to reach the sky in one step?
But although their ideas were good, they couldn't resist An Ruochen's violent temper.
When An Ruochen had nightmares, the people sleeping with him would hit them if their voices were louder, if their voices were softer, if they were breathing louder, if they heard shadows falling on the ground, they would hit them. They just found all kinds of reasons to hit them.
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There was also a palace maid who took advantage of her good looks and walked to An Ruochen's bedside to say a few more words. As a result, An Ruochen ordered her to drag her out and beat her to death.
After this incident happened, no matter how charming the palace maids were, their thoughts were shattered.
As time goes by, sleeping together becomes a chore.
Fortunately, there are no female relatives in the palace, and there are many idle maids. Everyone takes turns sleeping with him, so no one can miss this worrying task.
On New Year's Eve, no one really wanted to sleep with the tyrant.
Who knows whether the tyrant will kill a few people on a whim during the Chinese New Year just for fun.
Moreover, they were beaten at the beginning and end of the year, so their luck would not be good this year, and they did not want to get into trouble.
So there was an endless stream of people delivering things to the house of the eunuch in charge, so that they could avoid the days from New Year's Eve to the 15th.
The chief eunuch weighed these things, and finally arranged for those who did not give gifts or whose gifts were light to sleep with them in An Ruochen's palace.
The remaining people continued to make preparations for the New Year sacrifices step by step.
Thinking that Leng Gong still had a few ambiguous idlers here, the eunuch chief decided to be a good person and sent a batch of new year gifts to Leng Gong and a maid who helped in the kitchen to help Jin Qing and others make dumplings.
It started to snow at the beginning of winter. Ever since the head eunuch decided to take care of them, people came every day to deliver food and get buckets.
But these people all come and go in a hurry, and no one rushes to help clean the cold palace.
None of the three people in Leng Palace were diligent, so when the maids came over, the snow on the ground was already up to their calves.
After it snowed, three paths were trampled on the snow. One was from the door to the kitchen, one was from the kitchen to the bedroom, and the last one was from the bedroom to the wall.
From this we can see the signs of Jin Qing's daily comings and goings.
Seeing that the cold palace was more desolate than they thought, the maids automatically divided into two groups. One group cleaned the snow in the yard, and the other group was busy making dumplings in the kitchen.
Xue Wuchen stretched his neck and came over to look at it for a while, then told him to put more vegetables and less meat later and left unsteadily.
It's been cold recently and he can't print books in the sun. In order to prevent the books in his stomach from getting damp, he spends most of his time lying on the bed and turning on the stove to "bake books."
Since charcoal fire is not as strong as sunlight, the time he bakes the books continues to increase as the temperature decreases.
Jin Qing was not interested in making dumplings, she only liked to eat them. After telling the maids to make more dumplings, she also went back to the house to hide, leaving only An Jingbao who was very interested, standing at the door of the kitchen and looking quietly, ready to steal
division.
After all, he is the former prince. Just for the sake of face, he cannot just go in and learn to make dumplings so carelessly.
But it's okay to peek. After he learns how to do it, he can keep Min'er safe when he has nothing to do.
An Jingbao is now ten years old. He eats well on weekdays and follows Xue every day.
Wuchen studied and practiced martial arts, and he looked like a young man.
They found that the former prince was standing at the door of the kitchen and peeking at him. The ladies exchanged cryptic looks with each other, maybe the former prince had fallen in love with someone.
Then they turned their backs and quickly went about their work. They were not interested in the prince in the cold palace. There was no telling when the emperor would have a bad mood, and the former prince would be in trouble.
Don't look at the fact that the chief steward is being nice to the former prince now, it's just for the sake of forming a good relationship.
If they were asked to risk themselves on an unknown future, no one of them would be willing to do so.
Who doesn't know that anyone who lives in a cold palace is no longer the master.
An Jingbo saw their movements getting faster and faster, and felt extremely anxious. He wanted them to slow down but was still embarrassed to speak, so he could only stare at the movements of the palace maids more intently.
Seeing An Jingbo's appearance, the palace ladies acted even faster. The former prince really fell in love with one of them. They had to finish their work quickly and evacuate the cold palace as soon as possible. They must not get involved with the former prince.
Together.
Although their ideas were good, they couldn't keep up with the changes.
It was getting dark early now, and just when it was getting dark, there was a knock on the door of Leng Palace.
The little palace maid who was clearing the snow in the courtyard hurriedly ran to open the door, but she didn't expect that the person coming outside was An Ruochen who came in the imperial carriage.
Seeing that he had arrived in the cold palace, An Ruochen reached out and tapped the side wall of the imperial chariot with his crutch, signaling the eunuch to put the imperial chariot down.
Then a strong eunuch came over and knelt on the ground, respectfully carrying An Ruochen into the courtyard.
The maid in the courtyard was so frightened that she knelt on the ground, but An Ruochen seemed to be in a good mood today and did not cause trouble to anyone.
Under the guidance of the chief eunuch, the eunuch carried An Ruochen directly into Xue Wuchen's room. After leaving An Ruochen alone, he quickly left.
In the room, Xue Wuchen's breathing was even and he seemed to have fallen asleep, but the clothes he had previously opened had been tightly tied up.
An Ruochen waited for Xue Wuchen without saying a word for a long time. It wasn't until the sky turned completely dark that he quietly said, "Anhe, you are still complaining about me!" If you didn't complain, how could you avoid him so many times?
Let him fend for himself.
The room was quiet, as if Xue Wuchen had fallen into a deep sleep.
An Ruochen rubbed his palms and said, "An He, has anyone ever told you that your sleeping posture is very bad? When you are asleep, you will turn to the left and raise your legs."
Hearing An Ruochen's words, Xue Wuchen slowly opened his eyes, "So, you insulted me so much back then, and then I didn't save you when you were in trouble. Now it seems that we have made peace before."
A trace of violence flashed in An Ruochen's eyes, "But the situation is different now, maybe I, we"
At this moment, there is no emperor or great scholar in this room, only An He and Zezhi.
Why is An He still unwilling to talk to him properly? They have missed too much time.
Xue Wuchen slowly sat up from the bed, "Maybe you should go back to the palace, Your Majesty!"
He remembered that Jin Qing said that the road he chose, even if he climbed, he had to climb to the end, so it was just right to give it to An Ruochen now.
An Ruochen's few remaining fingers were clenched tightly, as if he wanted to say something more, but he lowered his head feebly, "An He, I want to eat dumplings." For some reason, every time he met An He, he would
He uses this self-identification unconsciously.
Just as Xue Wuchen was about to answer, he heard the sound of chewing something coming from the window. When he first ordered someone to sleep with him, the maids all rushed forward with red eyes. Everyone had their own little thoughts.
There are no concubines around the emperor. If they sleep with him, they can get the emperor's favor. If they are lucky enough to conceive a son and a half, wouldn't they be able to reach the sky in one step?
But although their ideas were good, they couldn't resist An Ruochen's violent temper.
When An Ruochen had nightmares, the people sleeping with him would hit them if their voices were louder, if their voices were softer, if they were breathing louder, if they heard shadows falling on the ground, they would hit them. They just found all kinds of reasons to hit them.
.
There was also a palace maid who took advantage of her good looks and walked to An Ruochen's bedside to say a few more words. As a result, An Ruochen ordered her to drag her out and beat her to death.
After this incident happened, no matter how charming the palace maids were, their thoughts were shattered.
As time goes by, sleeping together becomes a chore.
Fortunately, there are no female relatives in the palace, and there are many idle maids. Everyone takes turns sleeping with him, so no one can miss this worrying task.
On New Year's Eve, no one really wanted to sleep with the tyrant.
Who knows whether the tyrant will kill a few people on a whim during the Chinese New Year just for fun.
Moreover, they were beaten at the beginning and end of the year, so their luck would not be good this year, and they did not want to get into trouble.
So there was an endless stream of people delivering things to the house of the eunuch in charge, so that they could avoid the days from New Year's Eve to the 15th.
The chief eunuch weighed these things, and finally arranged for those who did not give gifts or whose gifts were light to sleep with them in An Ruochen's palace.
The remaining people continued to make preparations for the New Year sacrifices step by step.
Thinking that Leng Gong still had a few ambiguous idlers here, the eunuch chief decided to be a good person and sent a batch of new year gifts to Leng Gong and a maid who helped in the kitchen to help Jin Qing and others make dumplings.
It started to snow at the beginning of winter. Ever since the head eunuch decided to take care of them, people came every day to deliver food and get buckets.
But these people all come and go in a hurry, and no one rushes to help clean the cold palace.
None of the three people in Leng Palace were diligent, so when the maids came over, the snow on the ground was already up to their calves.
After it snowed, three paths were trampled on the snow. One was from the door to the kitchen, one was from the kitchen to the bedroom, and the last one was from the bedroom to the wall.
From this we can see the signs of Jin Qing's daily comings and goings.
Seeing that the cold palace was more desolate than they thought, the maids automatically divided into two groups. One group cleaned the snow in the yard, and the other group was busy making dumplings in the kitchen.
Xue Wuchen stretched his neck and came over to look at it for a while, then told him to put more vegetables and less meat later and left unsteadily.
It's been cold recently and he can't print books in the sun. In order to prevent the books in his stomach from getting damp, he spends most of his time lying on the bed and turning on the stove to "bake books."
Since charcoal fire is not as strong as sunlight, the time he bakes the books continues to increase as the temperature decreases.
Jin Qing was not interested in making dumplings, she only liked to eat them. After telling the maids to make more dumplings, she also went back to the house to hide, leaving only An Jingbao who was very interested, standing at the door of the kitchen and looking quietly, ready to steal
division.
After all, he is the former prince. Just for the sake of face, he cannot just go in and learn to make dumplings so carelessly.
But it's okay to peek. After he learns how to do it, he can keep Min'er safe when he has nothing to do.
An Jingbao is now ten years old. He eats well on weekdays and follows Xue every day.
Wuchen studied and practiced martial arts, and he looked like a young man.
They found that the former prince was standing at the door of the kitchen and peeking at him. The ladies exchanged cryptic looks with each other, maybe the former prince had fallen in love with someone.
Then they turned their backs and quickly went about their work. They were not interested in the prince in the cold palace. There was no telling when the emperor would have a bad mood, and the former prince would be in trouble.
Don't look at the fact that the chief steward is being nice to the former prince now, it's just for the sake of forming a good relationship.
If they were asked to risk themselves on an unknown future, no one of them would be willing to do so.
Who doesn't know that anyone who lives in a cold palace is no longer the master.
An Jingbo saw their movements getting faster and faster, and felt extremely anxious. He wanted them to slow down but was still embarrassed to speak, so he could only stare at the movements of the palace maids more intently.
Seeing An Jingbo's appearance, the palace ladies acted even faster. The former prince really fell in love with one of them. They had to finish their work quickly and evacuate the cold palace as soon as possible. They must not get involved with the former prince.
Together.
Although their ideas were good, they couldn't keep up with the changes.
It was getting dark early now, and just when it was getting dark, there was a knock on the door of Leng Palace.
The little palace maid who was clearing the snow in the courtyard hurriedly ran to open the door, but she didn't expect that the person coming outside was An Ruochen who came in the imperial carriage.
Seeing that he had arrived in the cold palace, An Ruochen reached out and tapped the side wall of the imperial chariot with his crutch, signaling the eunuch to put the imperial chariot down.
Then a strong eunuch came over and knelt on the ground, respectfully carrying An Ruochen into the courtyard.
The maid in the courtyard was so frightened that she knelt on the ground, but An Ruochen seemed to be in a good mood today and did not cause trouble to anyone.
Under the guidance of the chief eunuch, the eunuch carried An Ruochen directly into Xue Wuchen's room. After leaving An Ruochen alone, he quickly left.
In the room, Xue Wuchen's breathing was even and he seemed to have fallen asleep, but the clothes he had previously opened had been tightly tied up.
An Ruochen waited for Xue Wuchen without saying a word for a long time. It wasn't until the sky turned completely dark that he quietly said, "Anhe, you are still complaining about me!" If you didn't complain, how could you avoid him so many times?
Let him fend for himself.
The room was quiet, as if Xue Wuchen had fallen into a deep sleep.
An Ruochen rubbed his palms and said, "An He, has anyone ever told you that your sleeping posture is very bad? When you are asleep, you will turn to the left and raise your legs."
Hearing An Ruochen's words, Xue Wuchen slowly opened his eyes, "So, you insulted me so much back then, and then I didn't save you when you were in trouble. Now it seems that we have made peace before."
A trace of violence flashed in An Ruochen's eyes, "But the situation is different now, maybe I, we"
At this moment, there is no emperor or great scholar in this room, only An He and Zezhi.
Why is An He still unwilling to talk to him properly? They have missed too much time.
Xue Wuchen slowly sat up from the bed, "Maybe you should go back to the palace, Your Majesty!"
He remembered that Jin Qing said that the road he chose, even if he climbed, he had to climb to the end, so it was just right to give it to An Ruochen now.
An Ruochen's few remaining fingers were clenched tightly, as if he wanted to say something more, but he lowered his head feebly, "An He, I want to eat dumplings." For some reason, every time he met An He, he would
He uses this self-identification unconsciously.
Just as Xue Wuchen was about to answer, he heard the sound of crunching coming from the window.
