Son, the empress doesn't like to eat soft rice

The next day, early in the morning.

Back pain.

Chen Xian'an supported the wall and supported his body.

Beside him, Su Jin'er still had his eyes closed, and seemed to be sleeping soundly.

The sun outside is already very bright, and the smell of the sun's dry fragrance floats in through the window, gently touching the tip of the nose.

Chen Xian'an propped himself up, recalling that it has been almost 20 years since he came here, and everything here seems to have been integrated into his cells.

It's like pollen bouncing down and flying with the wind, flying all over the world.

Colorful dreamy memories, like bubbles, shining brightly through the sun.

At this moment, the dream woke up.

Chen Xian'an felt as if his body had been hollowed out, and his lower body was still a little sore.

"It shouldn't be. Although the book says that it may be a little painful and a little tired, it shouldn't be me, right?"

Looking at Su Jin'er who was sleeping soundly, Chen Xian'an got up gently, pulled back the quilt, and found that he couldn't move at all.

The thigh was locked by Su Jin'er.

Like twisting a screw, I twisted the thigh carefully and repeatedly, and finally pulled it out.

Get up and get out of bed.

The sun was just right outside, and he suddenly remembered that Su Jin'er should be going to court at this point.

He thought for a while, but in the end he didn't wake up.

Go to his morning court and have a good rest.

Opening the door, the sun shines on the face, warm and hurts the eyes.

A few grasshoppers danced on the lawn, making the dew fall.

Get up in the morning and embrace the sun.

Chen Xian'an glanced at it, and prepared to prepare food for Su Jin'er.

It just happened to be able to incorporate that pill into food and let her eat it.

He didn't know how he would react after taking the pill, but he chose to believe the system.

The question of Heavenly Tribulation is worth his gamble.

In the imperial dining room, when Chef Liu watched Chen Xian'an enter the room tremblingly while supporting his waist, his eyes were a little weird.

"My lord, you got up so early? This doesn't suit your style."

"Stop talking, get up in the morning and prepare a loving breakfast for my wife."

Chef Liu pouted slightly, "Prince, I am very distressed that you are robbing me of my job like this. His Majesty doesn't eat what I cook recently."

"Is there such a thing?" Chen Xian'an turned her head and looked at Chef Liu, "Although your cooking is a little worse than mine, it's not that your Majesty doesn't like it. She has been eating it for more than ten years."

"Oh, I see."

Chef Liu looked at Chen Xian'an and wanted to know why.

"Because I did it, who made me her dear husband?"

"..."

Chef Liu went to prepare food for other officials and ignored this annoying person.

Chen Xian'an smiled and stood beside Chef Liu, and the two worked together.

"By the way, Your Excellency, have you heard a rumor from our side recently?"

"What rumor?"

With a puzzled look on his face, Chen Xian'an broke the eggs and prepared omelet rice.

"A few days ago, just before you and His Majesty got married, a large group of people suddenly died suddenly in the area of ​​the canal. Lord Guo Huai has already gone to investigate, but there is nothing to gain."

"Just yesterday, the national wedding day between you and His Majesty, several people died in the canal again."

"The weirdest thing is that the way they died is so strange."

Chen Xian'an stopped what he was doing, feeling a little curious.

"What kind of weird method?"

"They all fell into the water and drowned. It's not a big deal at all, but it's a bit incomprehensible that some people drowned in the water less than half a meter deep."

"What if someone takes the initiative to seek death?"

Chen Xian'an said that in every age, there will be people who commit suicide, which is not surprising.

"However, there are quite a few people who drowned in this kind of place. There is a data prince you may not know. When Master Guo Huai was having dinner with me yesterday, he told me that hundreds of people have died in this situation."

"so much?"

Chen Xian'an frowned, hundreds of people committed suicide collectively?

How does it sound like a cult.

"Thus, the legend of the river god appeared. Now it seems that the people have even established a river worship religion. Mr. Guo Huai is already attacking this organization."

Chef Liu took the opportunity to put the egg skin made by Chen Xian'an into his mouth, and it tasted delicious.

"As a chef, you still pay attention to so many things?"

"No, no." Chef Liu shook his head, "Actually, I am still the last catcher of the Six Gates of the Imperial City. Your Excellency, you don't know."

Chen Xian'an turned his head to look at Chef Liu, with a square head and big ears, the flesh on his stomach could crush him to death, and he might run like a heavy truck.

"Just kidding, haha, how could Six Doors want a fat guy like me."

Chef Liu laughed and was frying things in the wok with the spoon.

Chen Xian'an pondered for a moment, "You still haven't told me the legend of the river god?"

"The prince is interested!"

Chef Liu suddenly turned his head, his eyes sparkling.

"Eh..." Chen Xian'an was a little frightened, and nodded with an unnatural expression.

"It was first rumored that there were gods in that canal, and these people went to atone for the gods, because according to folklore, these people had disrespected the river before."

"How is it disrespectful?"

"It seems that these people have bathed in that river, polluting the river with their filthy bodies."

"?"

Chen Xian'an frowned, taking a bath in the river... Isn't that normal?
Who else has not bathed in the river?
(>ω<*)
He doesn't believe in any gods, there must be something in the river, otherwise why would it be so strange?
"You said before that they died suddenly afterward, not while taking a bath?"

"Probably not."

Chef Liu recalled: "Master Guo Huai should know the specific details better. If you are interested, you can ask him."

"it is good."

Chen Xian'an understood, and suddenly found that the other party had already fried the food, but he was the one who was talking all the time, and the omelet rice hadn't even been cooked yet.

"Hey, where's my egg skin?"

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The canal, as an important node of Anxian's foreign export trade, can be said to be Anxian's second economic lifeline.

For a long time, it is also because of this river that there have been so many conflicts with the neighboring country Dayan.

However, after what happened last night, Yan Tianshen has already raised Anxian's danger level to another level, and there may be no conflicts between the two countries in the future.

God knows who is behind An Xian.

But now, this bustling river is blocked.

No one can touch.

Even so, there are still many people who want to approach the canal like walking dead.

The faces of these people were a little pale, Guo Huai could only send people to guard here, and persuade these people who wanted to go to the river and didn't know why to go back.
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The school held a student representative meeting today, and I went there, so it was delayed.

What's more, I really built the skirt, but you didn't come, I've said it 663893949 times, everyone should understand.

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