Zhao Shu looked at it and they were all small and round, and they were still steaming.

My stomach, which hadn't eaten much, suddenly became a little empty.

He reached out and pinched one and put it in his mouth.

Hmm.

Madam Qi looked at her lovingly and asked, "What's the stuff?"

"Fish." Zhao Shu said and ate another one, "This is beef, mutton, green onions, mushrooms, corn and pork..."

Soon I ate all over my mouth.

It's hard to eat the same stuffing.

There are many kinds of things, and every mouth is amazing.

Madam Qi smiled and said, "Only the Empress can think of so many tricks."

A box of dumplings unknowingly went halfway.

Madam Qi was worried that he would not be able to adapt to eating this way, so she quickly took away the remaining half of the box and said she would eat it again at night.

Zhao Shu's stomach was not so delicate. Not only was he not full, but he was attracted by these dumplings. He simply got out of bed and ate some of the food that the emperor gave.

When Madam Qi came back and saw her, she was almost scared to death.

"Master, your injury has not healed yet, so you can't get out of bed, so hurry up and rest."

"Okay." Zhao Shu was not opposed either. After eating, he put down his chopsticks, returned to the bed, and picked up a book to read.

This is the Chinese New Year, and with the pain healing, he has a rare leisurely life of eating, sleeping and eating.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the palace sent another dumpling.

There are large, solid dumplings in Kyoto, one is the size of a duck egg. Ordinary people get tired of eating two or three.

But the palace is different.

Each one is only as big as a quail egg, with a thin skin wrapped in various fillings.

Madam Qi brought a bowl to Zhao Shu.

Zhao Shu took a spoon and ate it, laughing: "It's made of red bean stuffed."

"Is that true?" Madam Qi felt very strange.

Zhao Shu ate another one, "Sesame? It's very fragrant, it's better than red beans."

Next, I ate a few more times in a row, and there were lard and peanut stuffing.

Zhao Shu was happy to eat, and Madam Qi was happy and surprised to watch.

"I'm afraid this wasn't made by the Queen again? It's hard for her to think of so many tricks. They all eat dumplings and dumplings, but she has many tricks." Madam Qi said with a smile.

Zhao Shu smiled and said, "I think this is interesting. I eat the same thing every year, how does it feel to eat it."

Madam Qi was happy for a moment, forgot the taboo and said with a smile: "Isn't that true? If the prince could marry him in the house, the mansion would not be so deserted..."

"Madam!"

"..." Madam Qi stopped suddenly and hurriedly knelt down, "The old slave made a mistake, and the prince punished him."

Zhao Shutan said: "Get up, mama, there are still a lot in this food box, so you can try it."

Madam Qi didn't dare to say much, and took the remaining dumplings and quit.

Although she is decent in front of the prince, it does not mean that she can say whatever she wants.

The Empress is the mother of a country and the most noble woman in the world. She is not a slave like her, and you can comment at will.

After breakfast, Zhao Shu was still leaning against the bedside reading a book, and a low voice and footsteps sounded outside.

It was the prince who brought the princes and princesses to greet the New Year.

According to the rank, there is no need for the prince to come to pay New Year's greetings to the King of Qin, but they did not talk about national gifts, but simply came as relatives of ordinary families.

This has been the case in previous years.

Yan'er led his younger brother and sister in, and after coming in, he gave Zhao Shu a proper salute.
Chapter completed!