At dusk, in the kitchen of the academy cafeteria.
Several aunts who were in charge of cooking gathered together, looking at the fresh venison with distinct texture, and marveled at it.
"Han Tanhua, this meat isn't just ordinary pork, is it?"
"The color is bright red, the meat is firm, and it's obviously high-quality meat."
"Tsk tsk, it looks extremely expensive. Only the rich can afford it."
Hearing everyone's curious discussions, Han Xin felt a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and answered frankly.
"This is venison, a gift from one of my brothers, to nourish my body."
"venison?!"
"Your brother treats you very well. Deer meat is a pure yang substance and is very nourishing."
Han Xin saw the envy on the aunts' faces and their eyes sparkling with light, and he felt even more deeply moved.
As the saying goes, there is dragon meat in the sky and venison on the ground. For people who practice martial arts, venison is the best thing to replenish qi and blood.
At the Luming Banquet, each newly-appointed scholar only received a small portion, while the venison donated by Brother Xiao weighed roughly more than ten pounds.
He silently kept this kindness in his heart, and the belief in his chest became stronger. After hurriedly asking his aunts to cook, he took the time to exercise.
Half an hour later, the young man was sweating profusely as he wolfed down a pot of venison soup. After finishing it all, he sighed with satisfaction.
"happy!"
The original venison has a strong smell and is not very delicious, but its effects are amazing.
Not long after he swallowed the food, Han Xin felt a heat rising from his lower abdomen and spreading to his limbs and bones. His tanned face was now red.
The young man, who had just been exhausted, suddenly became full of energy again. He stood up suddenly and stretched his body hard.
"Crackle~"
A slight sound of bones cracking reached his ears, and Han Xin became full of energy and planned to run another twenty laps in the martial arts field.
However, as soon as he arrived at the martial arts arena, he met the palace maids who had been waiting for a long time.
When Han Xin learned that the emperor had summoned him, his first reaction was not flattery, but fear.
He was afraid that His Majesty would withdraw his grace, that all his efforts would be wasted, and that he would disappoint his friends...
He seemed to have returned to his hometown, still a drifting duckweed, nameless and unable to see any hope.
"Han Tanhua, don't worry, it's a good thing."
The palace servant noticed the young man's nervousness and helplessness, and immediately gave him a kind reminder.
In an instant, Han Xin's turbulent emotions calmed down. He thanked the palace people gratefully, and then continued to exercise frantically.
As he surpassed his limits again and again, Han Xin felt the tranquility of his soul, and all his worries and fears dissipated with his sweat.
He had nothing to lose. All he had to do now was to run forward with determination and determination.
Early the next morning, at daybreak, Han Xin arrived at the palace for an audience.
"Let someone wait first."
In Qinian Palace, after hearing the report from the palace servant, Ying Zheng raised his eyelids lazily and said nonchalantly.
After the palace maid received the order and left, he had no intention of getting up. Instead, he hugged the fragrant body in his arms tightly.
Chu Yuening's beautiful eyes were hazy, but at least she heard clearly. She reluctantly touched the abdominal muscles that felt great and urged in a tender voice.
"A Zheng, go quickly and remember to wake Zhao Zhao up."
"good."
Unexpectedly, the lazy man readily agreed, but a hint of darkness flashed across his half-closed phoenix eyes.
He grasped the soft little hand on my belly accurately, put his thin lips close to the sensitive ear, and his low and hoarse voice made people feel hot for no reason.
"But I want to be paid."
......
After a while, the handsome man opened the bed curtain with a satisfied look, stood up, dressed and washed.
Chu Yuening lying on the bed clenched her palms, which seemed to still be burning. Her little face turned even redder, and all her sleepiness disappeared.
On the other side, the side hall.
In the dim room, you can vaguely see a round little ball, sleeping soundly, smacking its lips from time to time.
The door creaked open and a tall figure walked in. He walked a few steps to the bedside and picked up the little dumpling.
"Hmm? Fly, Zhao Zhao is flying..."
The half-asleep little man was mumbling, the feeling of flying into the air was as if he was in the clouds, and excitement unconsciously appeared on his quiet sleeping face.
Ying Zheng stared at the unmoved little brat, the corners of his mouth twitched. Without saying much, he held the boy in his arms and walked out of the room.
When his little face was rubbed mercilessly by the wet handkerchief, Ying Zhao finally woke up a little. He looked up at his father and asked in a daze.
"Father? Why did you come into Zhao Zhao's dream?"
Ying Zheng couldn't help laughing at the innocent words of the child. He raised his eyebrows and a playful arc appeared at the corners of his lips.
The next moment, there was a crisp and loud "pop" sound.
"Are you awake?"
"Mmmmm... wake up, wake up!"
Ying Zhao woke up instantly. He covered his butt with both hands and answered repeatedly in a wronged tone.
After the family finished breakfast, Han Xin had already been waiting in the martial arts field for a long time.
He looked at the happy family from afar, his eyes full of surprise and his heart filled with emotion.
Even though I have heard about the love between the emperor and the empress, it is still not as shocking as seeing it with my own eyes. After all, ordinary families may not necessarily live in harmony, let alone the royal family who fights for power and profit?
As he thought about it, Han Xin's face showed envy and yearning. When he got married in the future, he also wanted to live with his wife in harmony and grow old together.
Although he was fantasizing about the future, he did not forget the current occasion. Seeing the three people approaching, he hurriedly went to greet them and saluted respectfully.
"Your Majesty, Your ...."
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