"Oh, to experience the ordinary life of common people? Then Your Majesty, tell us, what are your thoughts and feelings?" Gu Muchen said calmly.
"This..." Luo Jiu was speechless for a moment, then tentatively said, "I've discovered that the chefs at Zuixianju are really good. Especially the crabs, they're so delicious, and the price is reasonable, making them affordable for ordinary people. The manager is truly a conscientious person!"
After Luo Jiu finished speaking, looking at Gu Muchen's increasingly dark face, she murmured softly, "Does this count?"
After Luo Jiu finished speaking, Gu Muchen said in a low voice, "Since His Majesty likes this restaurant so much, then let him be rewarded."
Luo Jiu sighed, thinking that this hurdle was over. Just as she was about to thank him, Gu Muchen said again, "Does Your Majesty have anything else to say? For example, the banquet for Young Master Rongyu, or the opera performance."
Luo Jiu's expression changed. She hadn't expected Gu Muchen to be so resourceful, knowing exactly where she had gone and what she had done. Wasn't this tantamount to surveillance?
Thinking it to himself, he blurted it out: "You're spying on me."
Gu Muchen said in a calm tone, "If I don't send anyone to follow you, you wouldn't even know if you're still in the capital."
Luo Jiu knew that the emperor's secret departure from the palace was a serious matter; one wrong move and he could die. She and Yueying, neither of whom knew martial arts, would be helpless if caught. This person, however, meant well.
Luo Jiu's voice softened. Seeing the anger still in Gu Muchen's eyes, she quickly sat down next to him. She picked up a bowl, ladled out a bowl of porridge, and carefully placed it in front of Gu Muchen, saying:
"Is Imperial Uncle still angry? I know I was wrong." After saying that, he pushed the porridge in front of him.
Gu Muchen looked at Luo Jiu in front of him, her almond-shaped eyes filled with a cautious, ingratiating expression. She was like a little kitten who had done something naughty, making one want to scold or punish her, yet suddenly unable to bring oneself to do so.
Gu Muchen told himself, "He's still just a child."
Looking at Luo Jiu, he whispered, "Did you sneak out of the palace to watch the play again?"
"I'm not going, I'm not going," Luo Jiu quickly replied. She hadn't expected Gu Muchen to be so averse to opera. If it weren't for some inexplicable hidden mission from the system, who would want to leave the palace?
"Are you still going to do your homework or not?" Gu Muchen asked again.
"Write, write, write! I'll stay up all night writing." Luo Jiu nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
Gu Muchen was satisfied and nodded. He picked up the crab porridge in front of him, took a bite, and thought it was actually quite good.
Seeing that Gu Muchen's anger had gradually subsided, Luo Jiu quickly asked again, "Is Uncle still angry?"
Gu Muchen finished the last bit of crab porridge in his bowl, took out a handkerchief, wiped his mouth, and said:
"It depends on your performance."
...
On the way back to the palace, Luo Jiu and Gu Muchen rode in the same carriage.
"This regent is no ordinary person," Luo Jiu thought to herself as she saw Gu Muchen holding a book in the carriage.
【Master, keep up the good work! You can do it too!】
No, no. I'm not very ambitious; being a comfortable couch potato is just fine.
[...] Even through divine sense, Luo Jiu could sense the system's speechlessness.
Night has fallen, and lanterns have been hung along the streets. Unlike modern neon lights, these traditional lanterns have a unique charm.
Luo Jiu couldn't keep staring at Gu Muchen. Listening to the rumbling of the wheels on the land, she spaced out, and after a while, her head started to feel dizzy, and before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.
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