Qing Dynasty: Pampering The Queen

He thought that the emperor would probably never see Miss Bihong again in this life, but he didn't expect that God has eyes! Miss Bihong came back, she hasn't changed at all, she is still so heroic and unparalleled, no one in the palace can match her style.

I hope the emperor can get what he wants.

Before you know it, twilight falls.

Glancing at the afterglow of the setting sun slanting in through the window, Bihong smiled and looked at Master Kangxi: "Are you going tonight?"

Can you go tonight? A question that sounded very ordinary made Master Kangxi feel a little bit of color in his brain. It can be seen that there is almost no difference in what a man thinks in front of a woman he likes.

"I won't go." Lord Kangxi said without thinking.

Bihong nodded, "Then sit down and I'll tell Aunt Yu to make dinner."

Not only does he want to eat, but his followers also want to eat, and they can do a lot. Aunt Yu must be too busy alone, so she has to ask Xiaoyu to help.

Lord Kangxi also got up and smiled: "I'm going out for a walk."

He wanted to take a good walk around here and take a good look at the place where she lived these years.

She has always acted recklessly, and she can endure all kinds of hardships when she is away from home, but she is so particular about every detail that she doesn't miss it.

Let’s just talk about this house. I’m afraid few people who live in seclusion in the mountains can build such a well-built house, and the house can’t be arranged so neatly, elegantly and refined.

During dinner, Zhou Yan also got up, and the three of them sat around the small square table, one of them occupying one side.

Everything in this room is small, including this table.

The meals are fresh mountain game that is easy to get in the mountains.

Stir-fried bacon with fresh bamboo shoots, pan-fried small river fish, stewed chicken with mushrooms, cold wild vegetables with minced garlic, and a bowl of steaming milky white fish soup.

Aunt Yu is not only good at making tea, but also good at cooking.

The taste of home cooking is extraordinarily warm to the stomach.

In addition to this, there is red bayberry wine with a fruity aroma. Bihong specially asked Zhou Qi to dig a jar of five-year-old wine from the osmanthus tree at the back of the house, which is extremely mellow.

Zhou Yan was obviously a little excited, but also a little cautious.

After all, he is different from Bihong. Bihong really doesn't regard the emperor in front of him as an emperor, but Zhou Yan is different.

Lord Kangxi comforted him several times, and Zhou Yan managed to calm down, but his chopsticks still trembled a little while eating.

Bihong felt a little helpless in his heart, and at the same time felt powerless. Laughing at herself lightly, she really doesn’t need to think about changing anything. Really, after all, everyone grew up in a different environment, received a different education, and naturally had different ideas.

Brother Zhou read the books of sages and sages since he was a child, and he talked about monarchs, ministers, fathers and sons. Lao Kang treats him well, but he is a corporal of virtuous people. He will be excited and moved, and it is only natural to treat him badly.

After all, thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of the king.

This has nothing to do with anything else, not his flattery, not his slavishness, but the ideological values ​​of an era.

None of the people who exist in this era can exist independently of the era.

Thoughts and values ​​are difficult to talk about. They are mysterious and mysterious, as if they don’t exist, but they are actually engraved into everyone’s soul and woven into their blood.

Only when we directly collide with another era, will we suddenly discover that there are so many differences?」

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