Chapter 87 The Beauty in My Arms is in a State of Confusion

Wang Huanhai was the Grand Eunuch, and with so many things to deal with, he was indeed unaware of what was happening in the Imperial Kitchen. He hurriedly turned around and went out to inquire.

When he returned, he took Meng Yanzhi with him.

Meng Yanzhi knelt on the ground and bowed respectfully: "Greetings, Your Majesty! Greetings, Imperial Concubine! Greetings, Crown Prince!"

"Why wasn't lunch prepared by you today?" Xiao Xingyuan raised an eyebrow and looked at Meng Yanzhi.

Well……

Meng Yanzhi always felt that Xiao Xingyuan seemed to be speaking with intense dissatisfaction and grievance.

She looked at Xiao Xingyuan with some surprise and asked in confusion, "Does Your Majesty appreciate the taste of my cooking?"

"Insolence!" Wang Huanhai hissed. "How dare you question the Emperor like this? Are you courting death?"

Meng Yanzhi finally realized, belatedly, that she had indeed gone too far.

She quickly kowtowed: "This subject has misspoke, this subject deserves to die, Your Majesty, please forgive me."

"I have just arrived at the Imperial Kitchen, so I am not familiar with many things and do not dare to start cooking right away," Meng Yanzhi immediately explained, explaining why she did not start cooking.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xingyuan snorted coldly.

He looked at Wang Huanhai and said calmly, "Give the order that she will be in charge of my meals from now on!"

"Yes!" Wang Huanhai originally thought that Xiao Xingyuan was going to get angry, but he didn't expect that he would get angry in a fit of rage.

This is unprecedented!

Wang Huanhai couldn't help but take a few more glances at Meng Yanzhi, and had to admit that this woman was indeed not simple.

Soon, Wang Huanhai relayed the Emperor's decree and bluntly told Wang Huan, "This little girl is not simple; you should be careful."

Wang Huan smiled and then said calmly, "What's so special about him? To put it bluntly, he's just a cook for the emperor."

“I know what I'm doing.” Wang Huan winked at Wang Huanhai: “Old man!”

Wang Huanhai smiled when he heard this. They had all spent half their lives in the palace, and their relationship was already very close, even closer than that of blood brothers.

Meng Yanzhi returned to the imperial kitchen with a head full of troubles.

She really didn't understand what Xiao Xingyuan meant by this. He was so angry just so she would cook for him.

Meng Yanzhi walked to the stove and silently tugged at Wang Huan's sleeve, whispering, "Master, don't you think the Emperor is acting a little strange?"

“Discussing the Emperor in private is punishable by caning.” Wang Huan silently pulled back her sleeve, coldly looking at Meng Yanzhi, then handed her the large ladle in her hand: “Let’s begin!”

Well……

With no other choice, Meng Yanzhi could only put on her apron and start cooking!

Soon, she prepared four dishes and a soup, and personally delivered them to the Imperial Study.

As he entered, a delicious aroma wafted through the air, and Xiao Xingyuan suddenly felt much more relaxed. He looked up at Meng Yanzhi, his gaze softening considerably.

"Your Majesty, it's time for your meal." Meng Yanzhi walked over, opened the food box in her hand, and then took out the food inside, which were all Xiao Xingyuan's usual favorites.

Seeing Meng Yanzhi preparing to leave, Xiao Xingyuan said directly, "You serve her the meal."

"Yes." Meng Yanzhi appeared very obedient, but in reality, she was already feeling numb several times over.

She held her chopsticks and served Xiao Xingyuan food little by little, with a smile on her face, dignified and graceful.

After taking a few bites, Xiao Xingyuan met Meng Yanzhi's smiling face and pulled her into his arms: "Meng Yanzhi, is this what you wanted to do?"

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty." Meng Yanzhi sat on Xiao Xingyuan's lap, feeling quite uncomfortable.

Even though they had already done the most intimate things, she was still very nervous, mainly because she had no idea what Xiao Xingyuan would do next, or what he was planning with such deep thoughts.

Feeling Meng Yanzhi stiffen, Xiao Xingyuan smiled, pressed against her back, and put his arm around her waist: "What, are you scared?"

"This humble woman dares not," Meng Yanzhi hurriedly replied, behaving with impeccable manners.

Xiao Xingyuan forcefully turned the person around, and the two faced each other, their noses touching, and an intimate moment instantly filled the air.

Xiao Xingyuan's expression was very unpleasant. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He was usually very restrained in this regard, but he would lose control whenever he was around Meng Yanzhi.

It felt like I just wanted to be with this woman anytime, anywhere; this feeling was almost unprecedented.

"Meng Yanzhi, don't go to the Imperial Kitchen, come to my Little Kitchen instead?"

Xiao Xingyuan stared into Meng Yanzhi's eyes, his voice seductive.

Meng Yanzhi struggled to get up, but it was clear that she couldn't resist Xiao Xingyuan at all, and could only obediently sit in his lap.

"Your Majesty, I dare not disobey your decree, but I... I still wish to stay in the Imperial Kitchen." Meng Yanzhi's voice was very soft.

Meng Yanzhi really loves cooking and wants to stay in the imperial kitchen, especially since Wang Huan has already promised to be her apprentice!

Seeing Meng Yanzhi's cautious demeanor, Xiao Xingyuan was somewhat displeased. He subconsciously hooked her chin and stared at her, asking, "You're not happy? You don't want to be by my side?"

"This humble woman dares not." Meng Yanzhi lowered her eyes, no longer daring to look into Xiao Xingyuan's eyes.

In her previous life, Meng Yanzhi went through several twists and turns, which honed her ability to read people and understand how to please a man.

But she couldn't see through the man's thoughts at all. Sometimes they seemed very close, but most of the time they were so distant.

"Meng Yanzhi, sitting in my lap, how dare you daydream?"

Xiao Xingyuan suddenly tightened his grip and kissed her fiercely.

Lunch was delivered at noon, but it was already evening when Meng Yanzhi came out of the Imperial Study.

She could no longer return to the Imperial Kitchen, so she could only go to the small kitchen next to the Imperial Study, and her residence was also moved from the Imperial Kitchen to a side hall next to the Imperial Study.

"Miss, what does the Emperor mean by this?" Mingchu looked at Meng Yanzhi with some concern: "Does the Emperor have feelings for you?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Yanzhi nearly spat out her tea, staring at Ming Chu in disbelief: "What are you saying? That's the Emperor, His Majesty! How could he possibly like me?"

What does it matter to emperors about love or anything like that?

It's all just desire mixed with self-interest.

But Mingchu still felt that something was wrong. She looked at Meng Yanzhi with some concern: "But the Emperor treats you like this, I'm afraid it will make others unhappy, right?"

That makes a lot of sense, and Meng Yanzhi was also troubled by this matter.