Da Qin: The First Emperor wanted to train me to be the empress

However, someone went to report that His Majesty the Queen was awake, and soon Ying Zheng came over with Xu Man, Xia Wuji and others.

"Xu'er, how do you feel?"

As soon as Ying Zheng entered the door, he asked with concern, "Quick, let Xia Wuqie check your pulse."

"Father, my son is much better."

Xu Man greeted his father with a smile, holding his broad and thick hand, his eyes full of admiration, "I'm just a little hungry, I'm just waiting for the food to be delivered."

"Don't you want them to be ready for you at all times?"

Ying Zheng looked at the slaves in her room with dissatisfaction, "How do you take care of the princess?"

"Father, I don't blame them. I wanted a change of taste, so I asked Prime Minister Chu to make it."

Xu Man hurriedly spoke for his people, "Don't be angry, or you may get angry and ruin your health."

"I see."

When Ying Zheng heard what his daughter said, the anger he had just raised instantly disappeared, "What do you want to eat? Why don't you let your Taiguan Cheng here cook more?"

"Just clear noodle soup."

Xuman smiled sarcastically and pointed to the door, "Hey, they're all here."

"If the father wants to eat it, my son will arrange for someone to cook it?"

"That's all."

Seeing this, Ying Zheng shook his head and laughed, "Father is just worried that you won't be able to enjoy eating alone, so I want to accompany you."

"Now that everything is done, my father doesn't want to have another meal."

"Sister Ninth, my father has already eaten enough food tonight."

Next to him, Yin Man quickly revealed his father’s background, “I heard my father burping earlier.”

"Pfft."

Xu Man was amused, and then he said angrily, "Father, didn't you agree to eat less at night?"

After saying this, he looked at Xia Wuji: "Imperial physician, please quickly bring some hawthorn pills for my father to digest."

"Your Highness, Your Majesty has already taken it."

Xia Wuqi was also a little helpless. Ever since Her Majesty the Queen came up with a variety of new dishes in the palace, Her Majesty had often accidentally eaten too much. Fortunately, the Xiaoshi Hawthorn Pills developed by their Imperial Medical Office can relieve the discomfort of abdominal distension caused by overeating.

"Father, do you feel unwell now?"

Xu Man still asked more questions with concern, "You're not usually so careless about your mouth. Why are you so... today?"

"Ahem, isn't it true that your palace's Taiguancheng has come up with a new dish today? It really tastes delicious."

Ying Zheng was also quite embarrassed. It had been a long time since he had been as excessive as he was today.

Unexpectedly, I ate a few more bites today because I was not paying attention.

Hey, it’s not a good thing if the food is too delicious, it’s easy to overdo it.

"I won't let you eat it."

Xu Man saw the embarrassment on his father's face, so he stopped dwelling on the matter and looked at his younger sister speechlessly.

When will this girl get some food?
Can you say that your father has eaten too much in front of so many people?

Fortunately, she is her father's daughter and has been pampered since she was a child. Otherwise, she doesn't know how she would be disliked.

After a bowl of clear noodle soup, Xu Man finally felt that his strength had returned.

"Xia Wuji, could you please help me diagnose my pulse?"

After sitting for half an hour after the meal, Xu Man stretched out his hand and asked Xia Wuji to look at it for him.

"This is my duty."

Xia Wuji said quickly, "Your Highness, please do not be polite to me."

While he was talking, he took out a pulse pillow and placed it under her hand, and then he calmly checked her pulse.

Ying Zheng watched his movements eagerly, looking forward hopefully to the news of Jiu Daughter's recovery.

Over the years, I have been accustomed to having nine daughters by my side. It is really unpleasant to suddenly lose the time with her.

About a moment passed, and Xia Wuqie finally finished the diagnosis process.

Facing His Majesty's burning eyes, he cupped his fists and saluted with a guilty conscience: "Your Majesty..." (End of this chapter)