Empress is a black heart lotus

Chapter 145 Eunuch Gao, Didn't the Emperor usually do this?

"Your Majesty didn't see those slaves in Yaoguang Palace, watching their master being beaten, none of them dared to step forward to stop them."

On the way back to Jinrong Palace, I heard Qiaoyu's schadenfreude.

Murong Wan glanced at her indifferently: "Do they dare? My master has been taught like this by Bengong, who of them would dare to stand up and die?"

I straightened the messy hair behind the earlobe.

Murong Wan snorted: "It is said that the harem is as deep as a quagmire, and if you are not careful, you will be doomed. Speaking of which, in the few days since entering the palace, those concubines who troubled the palace have been solved by the emperor secretly. I didn't even see my face, so I was dealt with by the emperor. Sigh—"

Sighed.

Murong Wan walked forward, just like today.

If she is a little more ruthless, people will not dare to speak.

"Miss."

Speaking of Concubine Lin, Qiaoyu remembered something again and looked at her worriedly.

Murong Wan looked back at her: "What's wrong?"

"Concubine Lin is the second rank, second only to queens and noble concubines, and the servants seem to have heard people vaguely mentioning that the Queen Mother seems to like Concubine Lin very much, and Concubine Lin's clever mouth always makes the Queen Mother feel at ease Happy."

"Your Majesty beat her today. If the Empress Dowager finds out, do you think the Empress Dowager will do it?"

"What will happen? Tomorrow is the time for the Empress Dowager to hold a banquet. Without Concubine Lin, do you think she will treat me well?"

Probably because she felt that what her mother said was reasonable, Qiaoyu nodded and said, "That's true."

I won't talk any more.

I admired the flowers in the imperial garden for a while.

When we returned to Jinrong Palace, it was almost dark.

Inside the Jinrong Palace, there was a table of uncooked meals, and when Murong Wan came in, the strong aroma of the meal filled his nostrils.

After staying outside for so long, Murong Wan was already hungry, and when he smelled this strong fragrance again, he immediately stepped forward hungry.

Goldman graciously handed her the chopsticks from the side: "Madam, you are back. This meal was redone table after table in the imperial dining room. If it gets a little cold, the emperor will let it go away, and it is not allowed to be hot." Let me tell you not to let the empress eat the leftovers."

Goldman wiped the cold sweat from his brow.

He was really troubled, there were dozens of delicious meals on the table, and they were not completely cold, but they were not smoking. The emperor saw this, his handsome face immediately sank, and he gave way.

He didn't dare to disobey it, so let's withdraw it, at worst, order someone to bring it down to let the people in the imperial dining room heat it up.

Who knows that before he said this, the emperor asked to redo it again, pouring out all these delicious meals.

What are you saying that eating leftovers is not good, not a hammer? !

Does this count as leftovers?

Does it count? !

Goldman Sachs has lost count of the number of times this has been remade and served.

As soon as it was served, the plate was placed on the table, and it only took a while.

Steaming.

"Your Majesty, eat quickly."

Taking the chopsticks, Murong Wan wolfed down several mouthfuls.

Goldman quickly served her soup.

Qiaoyu on the side looked at Dezhi and frowned: "Eunuch Gao, isn't the emperor usually doing this? Where is the emperor?"

After several mouthfuls of food, Murong Wan came back rationally. Hearing this, he raised his head and looked at Goldman Sachs.

Gao Sheng's smiling face froze on his face, he was really eager to cherish the food, he was afraid that the food on the table would get cold again, so he raced against time to let the empress eat first, so as not to be thrown away by the emperor's order.
(End of this chapter)