Empress is a black heart lotus

Chapter 147 Your Majesty, My Concubine Feeds You

What is he to blame, Goldman Sachs can't say anymore.

The congee is for the empress to drink. From the beginning to the end, he did not force the empress to drink it, but he served the empress a bowl of porridge, but he knew that this was not a problem of serving the porridge, but a problem of the empress being scalded.

Gao Shen deeply felt that he was so difficult, he was really too difficult.

Whatever he does is difficult.

The food is cold, remove it.

It was hot, and the emperor blamed him for scalding the empress.
"It's because of this."

Murong Wan suddenly realized, and continued to lower his head to gnaw on the pig's trotters, ignoring them.

Gao Shen blinked and blinked: "Niang Niang?"

Murong Wan raised his head, chewing on the pig's trotters, and said vaguely, "Why?"

Goldman Sachs: "."

The servant of the empress waited bitterly for your return, reheated your food and served you a bowl of porridge, can't you plead with the emperor for the servant?

Goldman Sachs' heart was broken into seven or eight pieces.

Really heartbroken.

"Your Majesty, help me! This slave is old enough, and the fifty-stick punishment will beat him to death!"

Murong Wan thought about it seriously, and felt that what Goldman Sachs said was right.

At his age, he is used to living a good life in this harem on weekdays, fifty sticks can indeed kill him.

"Your majesty, why don't you stop beating him?"

Goldman Sachs: "." Madam, you beg for mercy, why do you want to add one?
This is not at all like your usual domineering manner towards the emperor! ! ! !
Pei Qilian brought the cold porridge to the woman's mouth.

Murong Wan took a sip with a spoon.

The emperor followed up with a second bite.

"Pull it off!"

The three words of loneliness.

Goldman Sachs wilted.

However, before the guards came up to pull people away.

Murong Wan frowned, and pushed away the spoonful of porridge that the man fed: "I told him to let him go, why are you so disobedient, stop drinking!"

The emperor patiently coaxed her: "Then let him kneel for a while longer, be good, and drink porridge."

The guards retreated, and Gao Sachs collapsed on the ground as if he had been pardoned.

Sure enough, the words of the empress still work.

Seeing the guard retreat, Murong Wan finally opened his mouth to drink the porridge that the man fed to his mouth.

After eating and drinking enough, Murong Wan wanted to lie down again, only to see the man eating gracefully with the bowl of porridge she hadn't finished.

suddenly--

Murong Wan felt that she was very worthless.

The emperor of a country treats her like a waste.

Even the daily meals are blown cold and delivered to the mouth. Sometimes, she does not need to move the chopsticks by herself at all. Only when she wants to move the chopsticks can she feel the touch of the chopsticks.

Murong Wan was lazy after eating and drinking, but after realizing that she was not a thing, she felt very sorry for Pei Qilian.

So he struggled to sit up straight from the table, and began to serve the emperor with chopsticks.

Not only that, but he also stood up and served the emperor a bowl of porridge.

It was difficult for her to act this way, because her face was full of reluctance.

She was too tired and didn't want to move, so she forced her limbs to stand up and move. She talked about her limbs, but she didn't understand the expression on her face.

Cold and cold.

If it wasn't for seeing that she was serving porridge.

From Goldman Sachs' point of view, it is almost suspected that Murong Wan poisoned the emperor to kill him.

"Your Majesty, my concubine will feed you. The porridge is hot, so I will brag about it for you."

She blew, unlike before, when the man blew on her, it was steaming. Her difference was that it had been a long time since the man fed her, and the heat from the food had evaporated long ago.

(End of this chapter)