I Sell Lunch Boxes in the Survival Game

A crazy pervert × cold-hearted but warm-hearted little naive.

Transmigrated to the interstellar era, Ming Mei chose a job where she could lie down with her eyes closed to live a peaceful lif...

Chapter 163 Lowest Configuration in the Whole Game

Lu Xiaoyao was terrified in front of the emperor, but she was not asked to leave. Instead, she was allowed to continue serving him. Incidentally, she watched as the emperor summoned the four players who had just been punished and kneeling outside back into the hall and continued to berate them.

As the insults continued, Lu Xiaoyao, though hunched over and pretending not to hear, couldn't help but grin from ear to ear as she watched the four players being treated like dirt.

That felt so good!

So what if he's a prince?

Didn't they still get scolded by the emperor?

Hahahaha!

Look at our daughter's lips...

[If any of the princes turned their heads, they would see it clearly!]

I understand that feeling.

It's like in an office, a colleague brags about their relative being a high-ranking executive, and then they get a severe scolding from the chairman.

Can I mention the colleague I just talked about?

[...]

[But didn't you hear what the Emperor said? A flood has broken out, and instead of caring about the affected people, several princes are arguing endlessly about who should be appointed to manage and rebuild the disaster area.]

Ah, is this yet another perfect opportunity to plant someone?

[Probably, but I didn't expect it to touch a nerve with Emperor Jing'an.]

The comments on the screen kept coming in. The four people in front of them, who had received the memories of their characters and accepted the game's background, naturally understood what mistakes they had made. They all became as obedient as quails.

Although they were initially shocked by Mu Chen's familiar face, once he started speaking, they realized that the person sitting there was probably not a player.

So sometimes it's best not to be so hasty in speaking.

After being caught and berated by Emperor Jing'an, Lu Xiaoyao watched them leave with a smug look on her face, then turned around—Emperor Jing'an is watching you.jpg

Lu Xiaoyao: ……

"Later, you will personally deliver the lychees to the Cining Palace."

Lu Xiaoyao stood there with her head down, not daring to breathe, for a long time before she heard Emperor Jing'an's decree. She breathed a sigh of relief and immediately withdrew.

I already had information about the Cining Palace in my mind.

The place where the Empress Dowager lived, and this Empress Dowager was not the current Emperor's biological mother.

They don't look like someone you'd want to mess with.

However, when Lu Xiaoyao arrived at Cining Palace with fresh lychees and saw that the Empress Dowager was actually Leng Youyou, the girl who had introduced Mingmei to her teacher in the CP group a few days ago, Lu Xiaoyao was really jealous!

It's one thing to be inferior to male players, but the female players' characters are just too far behind!

"How dare you! You don't even kneel before the Empress Dowager! Eunuch Lu, even if you are His Majesty's favorite, you can't be so disrespectful to the Empress Dowager!"

As Lu Xiaoyao and Leng Youyou were silently trying to understand each other's identities, the young woman standing next to Leng Youyou suddenly spoke up and criticized her.

Lu Xiaoyao looked at the NPC's clothes. His gorgeous attire made him look like someone who wasn't a palace servant. Soon after, she found his information in her character's memory.

The Third Prince's Consort, a niece of the Empress Dowager.

What generation is this?

The Empress Dowager's niece married the Empress Dowager's grandchild?

Lu Xiaoyao's mind was filled with the image of the Third Prince and his wife standing together in front of the Empress Dowager, one calling her "Grandmother" and the other "Aunt," each talking to themselves.

Wow!

magic!

Unable to do anything while being stared at, Lu Xiaoyao could only first bow to Leng Youyou, and then also bow to the Third Prince's Consort.

Leng Youyou also felt that this was really putting Lu Xiaoyao in a difficult position, but since there were palace servants around, she couldn't do anything that would be too out of character. She calmly told Lu Xiaoyao to get up.

"A batch of lychees arrived today from the South China Sea by express courier. His Majesty knows that Your Majesty enjoys them, and specially sent this servant to deliver a portion to you." (cascoo.net)

After Lu Xiaoyao finished speaking, she took a half-step to the side, letting the little eunuch carrying lychees behind her step forward.

Leng Youyou immediately praised the emperor for his filial piety, then had the lychees taken away. She then looked at the Third Prince's Consort beside her and said, "I can't eat so many lychees. It's hot, and lychees don't keep well. You should take some back; Fengtai likes them too."

Fengtai was the name of the third prince.

Upon hearing that the Empress Dowager had mentioned the Third Prince's lychees, the Third Prince's wife's smile widened. After thanking the Empress Dowager, she left with the nanny beside her. As soon as the Third Prince's wife left, the other palace servants were quickly dismissed by Leng Youyou, leaving only the two of them in the hall.

"Sister! Why are you dressed like that?"

As soon as everyone left, Leng Youyou was no longer the dignified Empress Dowager she had been just moments before. She immediately lifted the hair ornaments adorning her head, rolled up her large, ornate sleeves, and reached out to pull Lu Xiaoyao onto her chaise longue.

Looking Lu Xiaoyao up and down, he couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement: "You look more like a delicate, handsome young man!"

As she spoke, she used her hand, which was painted with balsam nail polish, to lift Lu Xiaoyao's chin.

For a fleeting moment, the comments section was flooded with messages like, "[Pervert!]" and "[Lu Xiaoyao, run!]"

Of course, there were also some other strange comments—[This sister is so cool, oh my god, I'm going to bend over like a spring!], [What kind of boy does a sister like this need?!]

After reading the strange comments on the screen, Mingmei remained silent, staring at the eerie look in Leng Youyou's eyes.

She remembered that the man with the cold demeanor was a student at their school's medical school.

She had seen him in Mu Chen's dance class yesterday. She remembered that the style of Leng Youyou's male dance partner was surprisingly similar to Lu Xiaoyao's current appearance.

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