Your Majesty, Eunuch Lin Is Pregnant

   "The emperor... the emperor, the minion had no intention of offending, but just came in and told you-it's time for dinner."

  She glanced at his elbow that was still resting on her chest, and secretly wiped herself a cold sweat.

  Nima, she has lived for so many years, this breast is reluctant to touch her, and she will be touched by her big boss! According to their ancient thinking, should he be responsible to her?

  Lian Che couldn't help but smile when he saw her like that, retracted the dagger, and threw it back into the scabbard on the table. The action was done in one go, very skilled.

  Lin Bao watched his elbow finally leave his chest, he let out a long sigh, pressed the brim of the hat with his hand, and said with his voice: "The emperor, it's time to go to dinner."

  He nodded, shook his long-sleeved folds, and took a long leg-as soon as he went out, Lin Bao hurriedly followed up.

  It takes only a few minutes to go from the side hall to the main hall, but the emperor of her family seems to have no appetite. He walked slowly all the way, his eyes condensed, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

  Lin Bao licked his dry lips, raised his head and glanced at Lian Che quietly, but when he thought of his frivolity, he couldn't help lowering his head.

   Repeatedly, she finally couldn't help but stepped forward and said: "The emperor, later, should this meal be cold?"

   Hearing this, Lian Che suddenly returned to his senses, stopped his footsteps, and narrowed his eyes slightly. A pair of narrow eyes showed a trace of defense, "I don't mind, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

  Lin Bao was taken aback, and suddenly understood what he meant, dare he think she was going to poison his food?

   Seeing her eyes opened slightly, she looked surprised, Lian Che's doubts involuntarily deepened a lot, but she saw her panicked again, it was inevitable to be a little puzzled.

  Lin Bao frowned, tangled for a while, and said: "If the emperor doesn't want to eat lunch, he hasn't said that."

   Anyway, he is the emperor, he has the final say.

  Lian Che retracted his gaze, pressed his lips tightly, not knowing what he was thinking, just raised his leg and walked forward, saying, "Then go to dinner."

  Lin Bao couldn’t help but stunned, why is her emperor so obedient?

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   Back to the main hall, a father-in-law came to fetch water to wash his hands, and the maid took the fine silk and wiped his hands.

  Lin Bao was naturally not idle, took the silver needle and his personal guards at the table to try the dishes one by one. To be on the safe side, Lin Bao tried a bite of every dish.

  Chaoyang Temple’s dinner has always been exquisite, with a total of 24 dishes, among which Lin Bao’s favorite is the minced mutton, but after trying these dishes, Lin Bao is also somewhat full.

  Lian Che didn’t seem to be interested in these delicious foods. He picked up his chopsticks and ate a few hastily before ordering them to withdraw.

  Lin Bao watched the delicacies that hadn't been eaten a few bites were taken away like this, feeling pity, and sighed: "I really feel sorry for these delicacies."

  President An, who has been working next to Lian Che all the year round, couldn't help but glared at Lin Bao. You must know that the talkative slave will be tortured!

  Lin Bao shrank his neck timidly, but saw that Lian Che had gone to the Imperial Study Room alone to make a memorial.

  Remembering that she was on the first day as a errand, Mr. An ordered her to go back to rest first, and come back tomorrow.

  However, Bao Bao couldn't sleep. After thinking about it carefully, he slipped out of the window. When he left, he didn't forget to stole a palace lady's dress and put it on, with one end tied lightly behind his head like black silk.