"It's a very comfortable thing to eat a bowl of hot longevity noodles on this cold day. What do you think of it, Queen?" Shen Tuchuan's tone was neither salty nor light.

Ji Ting laughed awkwardly: "Your Majesty is right, so I said before that I would personally make longevity noodles for Your Majesty, just to make your Majesty warm and warm."

"It will take a lot of effort to make longevity noodles from kneading them. If you only make them at this moment, it should be too late, so you have prepared them in advance, right?" Shen Tuchuan narrowed his eyes.

Ji Ting's smile remained unchanged: "This is natural. I have prepared it a long time ago, but the good things are placed behind me, so I thought of asking Your Majesty to use the noodles after the banquet."

"Oh? So that's the case. I saw that you haven't mentioned this all day and thought you had forgotten it." Shen Tuchuan smirked.

Ji Ting pounded him with his fist in awkward manner: "What did Your Majesty say? Of course I haven't forgotten." It's too late to knead the dough now, so I'll secretly ask the kitchen to roll out the dough first, and she will go back and cook it.

As soon as she thought so, Shen Tuchuan tilted his head to her angle and whispered in her ear: "I have tried a lot of my beloved concubine's skills, so I made it by you or the imperial chef, but I am very clear."

"...It's just noodles, the taste is the same. How could your Majesty taste it?" Ji Ting spoke dryly.

Shen Tuchuan stared at her for a while, smiling with white teeth: "If you don't believe me, try it. If you try someone who dares to pretend to be the queen, Gu will kill his nine clans."

Ji Ting: "..." You said so, who would dare to bet on the lives of those imperial chefs?

It seems that the bowl of longevity noodles today must be made by myself. It cannot be caught by Shen Tuchuan. Otherwise, what she said just now would be a deception. Ji Ting couldn't sit still and always wanted to go back to Fengqi Palace to roll out noodles, but he glanced at the man waiting to see the joke, and then looked at the little prince of Fanbang who was not real below. He also felt that he was thinking about noodles at this time, but he really didn't know the importance of it.

...But if he gives up the noodles, he will definitely settle the score with himself when the banquet ends!

"If you forget, you say you forgot. Why are you pretending to be in front of Gu? Even if you tell the truth, can Gu really punish you?" Shen Tuchuan couldn't help but curl her lips when she saw her uneasy look.

"I'm wrong. I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I shouldn't forget it." Ji Ting decisively admitted his mistake.

Shen Tuchuan, who wanted to educate her for a few more words, paused for a moment and smiled angrily: "You are decisive... Who is the one who calls you 'me' in front of the lonely, be bold."

"Your Majesty, I have been busy these days. I didn't mean to forget you. Don't be angry with me, okay? Wait until the banquet is over. If you can still eat it, I will cook longevity noodles for you, what about?" Ji Ting held his sleeve with a flattering touch.

Shen Tuchuan glanced at her and snorted disdainfully.

Ji Ting knew that this was enough to coax it. After smiling, he held his hand under the table. As a result, the tentacles were cold. She was quite helpless: "Your Majesty is wearing a lot, why are your hands and feet still cold?"

As he spoke, he stuffed the stove in his other hand over. The two of them held hands suddenly became warm. Ten fingers connected to the heart. After the hands became hot, their whole body seemed to be warm. Shen Tuchuan listened to the noisy sound of silk and bamboo and looked at the complicated singing and dancing at the bottom, and suddenly felt that this kind of birthday banquet was not annoying.

When Ji heard that his original irritability was gradually relieved, he felt relieved and began to focus on the envoys of the foreign countries below the stage.

Although there were many people coming, it was not difficult to find the little prince of Fanbang who was about to be assassinated. After all, this person was only twenty years old and had a birthmark of a copper coin on his face, and was only one person. Ji Ting glanced at him from time to time, and saw him eating what was on the table, and then he saw the eunuch serving him slightly nodding at him, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This time she wanted to make the little prince give up the assassination to prevent him from being killed by Shen Tuchuan, so as to avoid his male protagonist's friend who has a strong aura being assassinated again. The ultimate goal was to save Shen Tuchuan's life. In her plan, the little prince could not die, and the male protagonist could not have a motive to kill Shen Tuchuan, so after thinking about it, she thought of the medicine on the persimmon cake.

There is nothing more useful than just a medicine that makes people sleep for a while. She only needs to ask the little prince to take the medicine before the assassination, and keep it from falling asleep when he can't hold on. When he wakes up again, it will be after the banquet. At that time, Shen Tuchuan and him will have almost no chance to meet. He will rush into the palace to assassinate unless he is a fool.

She did this plan, and Eunuch Li and Cui'er were responsible for the communication and implementation. Obviously, the two people who worked in the palace for many years did not disappoint her. These two people knew the importance of it, so they naturally would not reveal what she had told Shen Tu Chuan specifically. Ji Ting had a smile on his lips and looked at the little prince who had to have a good meal before he died with relief, just like a kind elder.

"Who is the queen looking at?"

A gloomy voice sounded, Ji Ting felt that half of his body was numb. He quickly turned his head innocently, looked at Shen Tuchuan's eyes and said, "What do you think of? I don't like these songs and dances, so I accidentally got stunned for a while. What's wrong with Your Majesty?"

"When the queen was dazed, she always looked ahead blankly, her eyes were empty and unconscious, but when she looked just now, Gu didn't look like he was dazed, but she seemed to see something she was expecting." Shen Tuchuan was not fooled, and his eyes gradually became cold. "Gu looked over there and was nothing but foreign barbarians, but there was nothing worth the queen's expectation."

"...I have never seen such a person before. I was just a little curious for a moment. Look at their clothes, they look like parrots, and they are too frivolous." Ji Ting has been with this dog man for so many years, and when he heard his tone, he realized that he was unhappy. He immediately approached him with a gossip, as if he was whispering to him.

Shen Tuchuan's face was indeed much better, but his tone was still a little dissatisfied: "Just just treat them as parrots? Why do Gu think you are looking at those pretty men?"

The envoy was an envoy who traveled on behalf of a country. He could not embarrass his country in terms of behavior or appearance. Therefore, except for a few older people, each envoy was surrounded by handsome families. Seeing that she could see it, he thought she was looking at those men.

"Is Your Majesty joking? With a handsome man like you, do you think I can really look at those men on the top and bottom?" Ji Ting asked in shock.

The disbelief in her eyes pleased Shen Tuchuan, and the unpleasantness he had created was completely gone: "I am really joking with you. If you think it's not funny, then forget it."

Ji Ting: "..." Hey, that would be great if it was really a joke.

The two looked at each other, laughing in a very demeanor, playing a pair of emperors and queens who were singing with zither and singing on the high platform.

Everyone was watching them, and the little prince of Fanbian was no exception. Unfortunately, after eating something, he started yawning and became tired even more. Ji Ting liked his drowsy look, and it would be best to faint after a while, so that the male protagonist and Shen Tuchuan would not meet.

After the song and dance, everyone in the audience kowtowed to Shen Tuchuan. Ji Ting and Shen Tuchuan stood up and held hands to accept the congratulations from their lower body. Although Ji Ting knew that this was only part of the process, he was still shocked by the scene of so many people kneeling down. Looking at the palace people who were serving him, they also knelt all over the ground, and only she and Shen Tuchuan were still standing.

For a moment, she suddenly felt a little cold at high places, and she couldn't help but hold Shen Tuchuan's hand tightly. The hand stove was effective in the palms of the two people. At this moment, even Shen Tuchuan became warm.

He noticed Ji Ting's nervousness and looked at her slightly: "What's wrong?"

"...It's nothing, I just think it's not easy for Your Majesty. In the past years, when I was not with me, my Majesty stood here alone, and my hands should be very cold," Ji Ting sat down and looked at him half helplessly and half distressedly. "It's okay now. Your Majesty should be even more lonely when he was a child. It's not good for me, and I'm late."

It would be great if he could appear when he was very young, so that he would not have to endure the loneliness of being cold at high places all the time, nor would he have to grow up alone silently, nor would he let the birthmark turn like that without realizing it. When Ji heard this, he sighed softly.

Shen Tuchuan paused for a moment, looked at her with a complicated look for a while. It came again, and the feeling of being as hot as an electric shock. Because she ran out again, he didn't know what happened to him recently. Why did he feel sad every time he was said in such a tone full of distress and attachment, his heart would be filled with pain, as if the lonely and lonely past had really turned into grievances, which made him feel a urge to speak.

But after the urge to speak, he suddenly felt funny again. It was just some experiences that seemed normal to him. Why did Ji Tingyi stare at him and feel wronged?

"You came sooner or later. Just now, when Gu's temper was pretty good, otherwise, Gu would have killed you thousands of times if he was like this." He said in a realistic manner.

Ji Ting: "..." Good temper? Who cut off the head of the assassin when he first met? Please pass on his brain when he spoke, even if he gave the assassin whose head was cut off some dignity!

"You seem to have a lot to say to me." Shen Tuchuan looked at her eyes full of complex emotions, and could not help but threaten her.

Ji Ting smiled decisively and gentlely: "I think Your Majesty is right."

Shen Tuchuan snorted lightly and leaned on her rather lazy. Seeing another singing and dancing, Ji Ting sighed: "Your Majesty, how long will it take for us to leave?"

"When the song and dance are finished, the envoys will be able to go back," Shen Tuchuan said and paused. He was a rare kindness. "If you are really annoyed, go back first, and wait a while before going back."

When Ji Ting heard that he was going to give gifts, he immediately became more energetic and did not want to leave: "I will not leave, I will leave to gain knowledge. If I meet someone I like, I can still ask Your Majesty in time."

"You are getting thicker and thicker." Shen Tuchuan looked at her speechlessly, and could say anything like asking for things casually. It seemed that he was spoiled by her on weekdays.

Ji Ting smiled and held his arm: "That's up to His Majesty. If you repel me twice, I will definitely not dare to speak again, but I know you won't do this."

Shen Tuchuan snorted lightly, but he agreed. After the song and dance, the envoy began to pay tribute. Ji Ting immediately began to appreciate the various rare things they brought with interest.

Sure enough, she didn't disappoint. Some of them gave calligraphy and paintings and some gave gold and jade. They all looked good, no worse than the ones Shen Tuchuan had praised her before. Ji Ting silently remembered what she had this time, and planned to ask for everything she liked later.

Just as she was keeping the accounts silently in her heart, the little prince of Fanbian came forward, and Ji Ting immediately cheered up to prevent him from causing a sudden attack and hurting Shentu Chuan.

At this moment, the effect of the medicine should have gradually appeared. The little prince looked sleepy and gritted his teeth before he could barely walk into the middle of the hall. It took a lot of effort to not fall asleep while performing the salute.

...I fell asleep before I could walk in front of me. I definitely didn't have to worry about his assassination. Ji Ting approached Shen Tuchuan without hesitation and gave him a vaccination in advance: "This little prince looks sick and seems to be about to fall down at any time."

Shen Tuchuan looked at his head, and he looked exhausted and immediately raised his eyebrows: "When Gu met him before, he didn't see him like this."

"Maybe he had some illness? I'm going to get sick now. It's so pitiful. For the sake of his resentment to celebrate His Majesty's birthday, when he put down the gift, His Majesty will ask him to go back and rest." Ji Ting continued to blow the wind beside Shen Tu Chuan.

Shen Tuchuan pondered for a moment and nodded slowly: "That's it."

After he finished speaking, the little prince yawned again and secretly pinched himself before he could barely sleep: "Please pay tribute to Your Majesty, the Queen, after expecting that Your Majesty's birthday, you will definitely receive a lot of jewelry and calligraphy. So, you didn't think about this, but chose something else for Your Majesty so that Your Majesty can taste something fresh."

Ji Ting was interested and asked Shen Tu Chuan in a low voice: "What did he give you? Is it delicious?"

Shen Tuchuan glanced at her and said her question in a deep voice: "What is the little prince giving?"

"Your Majesty, please see." After saying that, the little prince walked to the side and patted his hands twice. Suddenly, four beautiful beauties wearing veils and cool clothes came in outside the hall. After standing in the hall, the sound of silk and bamboo sounded, and they began to dance.

Ji Ting looked at the four beauties with beautiful dance postures. When she thought that they were dressed like this, they waited outside for so long before coming in, she couldn't help but feel cold for them. It was also difficult for them. For the sake of the superior, she was frozen in the snow for so long. It seemed that she had to appreciate the dance posture more seriously.

Ji listened to this and focused his attention. Shen Tuchuan glanced at her from time to time. Seeing that she seemed to like these four people more than the previous show, she couldn't help but think about it.

The dance ended quickly, Ji Ting applauded them with a smile. When the others saw the queen doing this, they immediately cooperated. When the applause gradually disappeared, Ji Ting smiled and said to the sleepy little prince, "The song and dance given by the little prince is interesting, it is really hard for you."

Although the girls are very dedicated, the man is indeed too unkind. He only gave him a cultural program, not even a material thing.

Unexpectedly, the little prince laughed when he heard this: "The Empress is joking. If she only gave her a song and dance, she would really not pay much attention to His Majesty's birthday. The ones she gave her are these four beauties."

The smile on Ji Ting's face froze for a moment.

"These four beauties are the most beautiful women on my night platform. After years of upbringing, they are now proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing. After they are developed, they will give them to His Majesty to relieve their boredom on weekdays." The little prince shook his head and barely spoke with his heavier and heavier eyelids.

Ji Ting finally reacted, and she subconsciously looked at Shen Tu Chuan. Eunuch Li mentioned before that these foreign countries often send beauties over, but Your Majesty doesn't like someone with strange intentions in his harem, so he refuses every time, and this time is probably no exception.

Unfortunately, these little girls were trembling with cold, but in the end they couldn't get the results they wanted...

"The little prince's heart is so kind, so let's leave them all." Shentuchuan said slowly.

Ji Ting was stunned for a moment. After he understood that he wanted to keep people instead of driving them away, he couldn't help but pinch him with anger. Shen Tuchuan frowned and looked at her. Before he could speak, a riot came from below. It turned out that the little prince fainted.

"The little prince must be exhausted to celebrate his birthday for the past few days. Please take it to rest." Shen Tuchuan was in a good mood now, so he was too lazy to care about his fainting at his birthday party, so the little prince and his party's envoys quickly retreated.

When the little prince and his men left, the envoys from other countries continued to offer gifts, but Shen Tu Chuan found that Ji Ting's expression seemed to be not very good.

"If you are tired, go back first." Shentu Chuan spoke lazily.

Ji Ting was still angry because this bastard left a few beauties. When he heard that he wanted to leave by himself, he immediately snorted: "Everyone said that if you have a new love, you will forget your old love. I didn't think it was, but now I can understand."

"What?" Shen Tuchuan couldn't understand her words.

Ji Ting's face finally turned dark, but considering the many eyes below, she could only lower her voice and angrily: "Your Majesty, even if you are full of the beauties just now, you don't have to drive me away so soon, right? You should know that I am not only the queen, but your wife, but also the medicine that can make you sleep well overnight! If you make me angry, aren't you afraid that I will never sleep again in the future?!"

Shen Tu Chuan paused for a moment, then realized that she was angry, and couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips: "Is he jealous again?"

Ji Ting snorted lightly, but she did not deny it. This may be a bit shameless, but although she was not as fond of the tyrant as she had before, she was still possessive of the people represented by the three words Shen Tu Chuan. Even if the tyrant wanted to have something to do with other women in the future for the sake of his character design, she would never agree.

"Queen, you are a little jealous." Shen Tuchuan liked her the most as if she wanted to dominate herself, as if she could see how important he was in her heart, so that he could always feel his importance.

Ji Ting didn't know that he was enjoying his jealous look. He glanced at him and said coldly: "Don't worry if I'm jealous or not, I'm talking ugly words ahead. If Your Majesty dares to summon other women to bed, then don't think about touching me in the future. Don't be dirty by men who have been touched by others."

This was said bluntly and fiercely. Shen Tuchuan was stunned for a moment before realizing that she was threatening him. Although he was not angry, he always felt a little strange: "Gou is the emperor, so he naturally wants three thousand beauties in the harem. From what you mean, he actually wants Gu's special favor?"

"It's not a special favor, it's a pair of people for a lifetime." Ji Ting said seriously as he looked at his eyes.

Shen Tuchuan was stunned for a moment, and then he felt funny: "Do you think it's possible?"

"It's quite difficult. If it's impossible, I won't force it." Just you, don't think you have a relationship with her in this world. She will never let you touch her again. Although Ji Ting didn't say anything, the threat in his eyes had already warned Shen Tuchuan clearly.
To be continued...