Your Majesty, Eunuch Lin Is Pregnant

  The son of Xiahou?

  The little pigeon followed her gaze and turned her head stiffly, and happened to meet Xiahou Jinnian's black face.

   "Ha ha ha-Young Master Xiahou, what a coincidence, are you here too?" The little pigeon smiled like a paralyzed face.

  But, where is Xiahou Jinnian so good to pass, it was ignored for the first time in his life, okay! well! very good!

   was about to speak out, Lin Bao dragged the pigeon away, not forgetting to wave at him: "Master Xiahou, we won't bother you, let's say goodbye——"

  "……"

  With a black line on his face, he gritted his teeth and looked at the back of the two leaving.

  ——It’s so good, you little bun, you dare to provoke this son again and again, and see if he doesn’t teach her well later, otherwise he won’t have his surname Xiahou!

  *

  On the way to the imperial dining room, the little pigeon looked at Lin Bao with great admiration, and said, "I finally know why you were selected into the Chaoyang Palace."

"Ok?"

  Lin Bao blinked, and he didn't quite understand what he meant.

The little pigeon shook his head helplessly, and said: "The night you entered the palace, you just slept outside. As a result, we all got a rash and you didn't have any. At first I thought it was a coincidence, but I didn't expect you to be afraid of power at all, even Young Master Xiahou I can’t even take you, I think it should be destined."

  Destined in the dark?

  Lin Baochao laughed. She was born into a wealthy family and was accustomed to power. Now it seems that these powers are just shit, and the so-called destiny is all in her own hands.

  However, the little pigeon will not understand this.

  She quickened her pace and said, "You don’t need to call him Master Xiahou in private, Master Son, how ugly."

  "Not called the son...what's that called?"

  Lin Bao curled his lips and said, "Call—Xiahou Little Goldfish!"

  "……"

  The little pigeon stopped talking and walked silently, but after a short time he couldn’t help saying: “This weather is really going to be so hot, I’m almost a roast pig.”

  Roasted pig?

  Lin Bao, pretending to be a literati, said: "Um—this is wrong."

  "How do you tell?" The little pigeon tilted his head.

   Just listen to Lin Bao replied very calmly: "The premise is that you have to be a pig."

  "……"

  Little Pigeon is silent, he now admits why Xiahou Jinnian is different from her general knowledge, dare to be afraid to say that she can't!

  From then on, there is one more item in Little Pigeon's "The Court Notes": You can quarrel with anyone, but you must not quarrel with Little Bun!

  *

  After finally arriving at the Imperial Dining Room, Lin Bao and Little Pigeon realized what a palace kitchen is!

  To put it bluntly, it is a group of court ladies and eunuchs enthusiastically cooking the delicacies of the mountains and the sea!

  The little pigeon first went to the mother to count the meals, and Lin Bao was in charge of supervising the preparation of the meals.

  It was hard to find out that Xiahou Jinnian’s favorite dish was dry pot beef, Lin Bao sneaked over and looked around, then grabbed the croton powder and sprinkled it in.

   "Little bun, what are you doing?"

  The little pigeon jumped out from behind her, laying her white paws on her shoulders.

  Lin Bao was surprised, he looked at him with a dull look, he sighed, waved his hand away, and said: "What's your name? Didn't you see that I was checking?"

an examination?

  Little Pigeon smirked, put her hands behind her, and watched her pretending to look at the exquisite delicacies, and said: "It's getting late, let's go back earlier."

  This is also true, if the dishes are cold and the smell of croton is smelled, that would be bad.