Thinking that his ancestor was becoming more and more protective of his host, 707 sighed: One is impulsive and has no brains, the other is unreasonable and protective of shortcomings; the brainless one's combat value is off the charts, the unreasonable one...haha, they are all Lord.
707 felt that he was worried about the survival of this world.
Just as 707 was trying to continue to persuade Jin Qing, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming from the corridor outside the palace: "Xiao Zhuozi and the four of them have gone somewhere to have fun again. The steward has been looking for them for a long time. You guys Please help our family find them."
After the man's high-pitched voice fell, scattered echoes filled the air.
Jin Qing held the soft and dirty Anjing Bao in his hand and turned to look at the place where the palace wall had just collapsed. The fallen wall was bulging, as if there was something hidden underneath.
707: "Host, there's no need to look. You aimed very accurately just now. Those people who killed Ding Min'er have already been smashed to death by you with the wall."
These four people were also looking for death. They had obviously left, but they actually came back to confirm whether Ding Miner was really dead.
Who else is unlucky if they are not unlucky.
Jin Qing nodded with satisfaction: "That's how I strategize."
707 strongly agreed with this: "That's right." The host is so shameless.
Jin Qing took An Jingji to the middle of the yard, ignoring the noise outside.
In Ding Min'er's memory, those little eunuchs were not the supervisory eunuchs of Leng Palace, so they should not appear near Leng Palace at all.
Normally it would be fine if nothing happened, but if something did happen, this alone would not make sense.
Therefore, even if he knew that they died in the cold palace, the Shenxing Division would seize the time to suppress the matter.
As for whether he will come to trouble Jin Qing later, Jin Qing just wants to ask him one question: Can you resist the beating?
There is a huge bathtub in the middle of the yard, which contains the water that Ding Min'er soaked in the yard in the morning.
Although it has not yet entered early summer, the weather is gradually getting warmer now.
The light is good during the day, so Ding Miner will bask in a basin full of water in the yard every morning.
In the evening, the water will heat up and can be used as bathing water to relieve their embarrassment of having no firewood.
Jin Qing frowned and looked at the large bucket of bath water in the middle of the yard, put down the An Jingbao in his hand, and then picked up the bucket.
Feeling the weight of the tub in her hand, Jin Qing blinked: This Ding Min'er is quite strong.
Looking at the large bathtub filled with water in Jin Qing's arms, 707hehe: Believe me, this bucket can't be moved like this.
At night, An Jingsi sat in the yard wrapped in a thin quilt and looked at the moon.
The only set of clothes on his body had been taken off by Jin Qing, and his eyes staring at the moon were a little desperate.
He felt like a pitiful little boy who had been deceived by a scumbag.
I thought that the woman only said to myself: After taking a bath, go and bask in the moon to kill the virus.
After that, he put his own in an empty bucket in the yard, and An Jinghao unconsciously dug his hands into the thin quilt on his body: Although the memory of childhood has become thin, there is absolutely no way that this woman is gentle and kind. Ding Min'er.
An Jingji gritted his teeth tightly: I, I must make that woman...
Before he could arrange a hundred ways for Jin Qing to die in his mind, he heard Jin Qing in the room suddenly shouting outside: "After drying, wash all the clothes."
An Jingzhen looked at the house fiercely: "Okay!" People have to bow their heads under the eaves, and he still has some tolerance for this.
Especially when he woke up and found the smashed bodies of the four people parked next to the broken wall.
He felt that he could still tolerate Ding Min'er, who was suspected of being a fake. After all, he was not as strong as the wall.
Unfortunately, Jin Qing didn't appreciate it. Jin Qing's voice came from the room again: "Fill the bathtub with water for me."
There is a well in the yard, which is convenient for them to get water on weekdays.
An Jingji gritted his teeth when he heard that Jin Qing arranged for him to work again.
He is the future emperor, who is not afraid of anyone and can destroy the country at will. How dare this woman humiliate him like this.
An Jingji looked at Jin Qing's room with eyes that were almost filled with poison: "Okay." Well, he admitted that he had fallen!
Wrapping the thin blanket around him tightly, An Jinghao secretly planned to go back to his mother's room to find another piece of clothing and change it.
Who knows if that woman will get so animalistic that she strips him naked again, and he really doesn't want to wear the clothes that record his history of incontinence anymore.
He grew up so fast that it was a waste to change his clothes too much, so he always only had one change of clothes.
Although the ones Aniang left behind were all underskirts, there was a lot of fabric, and someone who could sew and mend them could make a suit of clothes for him.
While An Jinghao was rubbing Jin Qing's dirty clothes hard, he was thinking silently in his heart. He should save those clothes and use them until his father comes back.
Jin Qing was changing into a set of clothes in the room with her trousers and cuffs tightened: she was hungry and planned to go out to find food!
If you think about it carefully, it seems that she has not been in the palace for several lifetimes.
I was really worried about the food cooked by the royal chef in the palace, but the first thing I had to determine was the location of the royal kitchen.
Based on past experience, Jin Qing knew very well that there was a habit of late-night snacking in this palace.
Not many people in the palace have small kitchens, and most of the concubines spend their food and clothing in the imperial dining room.
As usual, whose brand the emperor turned over would get the best supper.
Masters of concubines and above have their own rules for midnight snacks, and the steward of the imperial kitchen will deliver the midnight snack orders to their palace in advance.
If harem women of other grades want to have late-night snacks, they have to pay for them themselves.
If the concubines want to change the dishes in their order or add dishes, they need to notify the dining room in advance.
Privately, the eunuchs and nuns in charge would also receive the food specially reserved for them in the imperial kitchen.
Although the number was not very large, it was the filial piety shown to them by the steward of the Imperial Kitchen that made them feel at ease.
Therefore, the imperial dining room will set aside a lot of late-night snacks every night, so that the masters will not be too busy when ordering.
As for the remaining dishes, they will be placed in the exclusive kitchen of the palace people the next morning and sorted according to grade.
High-level palace people eat meat, while low-level palace people may not even be able to see the bones.
The leftover food eaten by these palace people will be sent to the cold palace.
What Jin Qing planned to attack was the late-night snacks left in the imperial kitchen that had not yet been distributed...
An Jingji concentrated on washing Jin Qing's clothes. In the early years, he had done everything from mending, washing clothes, looking for food, and stealing things, so it didn't feel strange to him now.
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