Chapter 122: Poor Miao
Su Miao wanted to beat him to death.
But she could only watch the man turn around from front of her, walk to the door and instruct the people outside, "Let's pass on the meal."
"yes."
A respectful response came from outside the door.
When the palace maids came in with delicious food, Su Miao was angry for a while and suddenly saw another thing flashing through his mind, and suddenly looked up, "Zhuyue, didn't you say you wanted to welcome me, so you should be patient and wait for dinner?"
Zhu Yue smiled and said, "Empress, how could the imperial kitchen be so negligent? But the emperor hadn't come yet, and even if he was ready, he couldn't eat it."
ha?!
Su Miao wanted to beat the dog emperor to death even more.
So she has been hungry for so long, not because the dinner is not ready, but because Di Beiyu has not come yet?
Who is the master of Changle Palace?!
She looked sad and angry and turned her head suddenly to look at the man beside her.
Di Beiyu had no expression on his face, "What?
Su Miao grinded his teeth, "The emperor wants to have dinner here?"
"Isn't it okay?"
“………”
OK!
What can you do if you are the emperor?!
Su Miao squeezed out a smile, "Then why didn't you say it earlier?"
Di Beiyu frowned and looked at her like a fool, "If I didn't say it, how could they know?"
So why not tell her?!
Su Miao became even more sad and angry, and turned around and stared at the moon.
But Zhu Yue squeezed his eyes ambiguously, "Empress, I just saw that you have worked hard recently and want to give you a surprise."
A surprise p!
Su Miao was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. All these bad guys bullied her!!!
Di Beiyu looked at her twisted face and narrowed her eyes dangerously, "Concubine Ning, you seem to be unhappy?"
Su Miao closed her eyes, took a deep breath with gritted teeth, turned to face the handsome man, and forced a ugly smile, "No, I'm very happy!"
The little devil at the window, "………”
The little green under the bed, "…………”
Poor slutty.
Su Miao sat down angrily, looked at the table full of dishes, and his face recovered a little. After eating white porridge for two days, he could finally improve the miserable food in the cold palace for so long.
But as soon as she picked up the chopsticks, she had not had time to start, she heard Lin Shan smiling and reminding him, "Empress, will you be the one who cooks vegetables for the emperor in a while, or will you come to the slave?"
Cooking dishes?
Su Miao was stunned, "Or..." You come on!
"Celebrity Ning, come on."
Before she could say the three words behind, the man's low voice was the first to ring.
Lin Shan nodded with a smile, "Yes."
Then, with an expression of "The Emperor really loves you so much", he handed the public chopsticks to her.
Su Miao, “…………”
So is this cloth dish considered a great emperor's grace in the palace?
She was so honored to be able to pick up food for the emperor...
Su Miao no longer knew what words to use to describe his mood at this moment, but at this time, a palace maid whispered, "Empress, Bu Cai is going to stand up."
"Ba—!"
Su Miao finally burst out unbearably, so hungry that he exploded, and slapped the chopsticks in his hand on the table!
Everyone was shocked!
For a moment, all eyes fell on her.
The palace maid in Changle Palace was trembling. What is the master doing? How dare he slap the table in front of the emperor?
I just got back from pardon, and my butt was not even hot yet. Do you want to be sent back to the cold palace again?!
Chapter completed!