Chapter 150 Poison Testing

Of course I serve him meals. Would he let me eat?

She couldn't help but smile in her heart, not knowing whether she was laughing at herself or something else, so she reached out to take the box and spread the dishes on the small table in the carriage.

When everything was ready, she presented the bowls and chopsticks: "Your Majesty, please enjoy your meal."

“…”

Zhu Feng looked at the set of bowls and chopsticks, and then at Nan Yan's way of lowering her head to offer them, and couldn't help but secretly curse the people in the imperial kitchen for not knowing how to do their job. But how could the people in the imperial kitchen know that there was an extra person in his golden carriage? When the emperor ate, of course, only meals were prepared for him.

He said coldly: "You eat!"

Nan Yan was stunned and looked up at him.

Zhu Feng said: "You eat first!"

“…”

Nan Yan hesitated for a while before she vaguely understood.

Is this to let yourself - test the poison?

After all, this is outside the palace. Many things are not as convenient as inside the palace, and there is no absolute safety. Moreover, since leaving the capital, their actions are no longer so ostentatious, and it is clear that they are doing some "incognito visits".

In this situation, the most worrying thing is that someone might have bad intentions.

She was silent, slowly moved to the small table, and started eating.

It tastes really good.

There were some sour and cool dishes in particular, probably specially made by the imperial chef to stimulate the emperor's appetite and cool down the heat. Poor Nan Yan was starving, and after eating those appetizers, she felt even hungrier. Her stomach kept rumbling while she ate.

She really wished the ground would crack open so she could fall into it.

I secretly glanced back and luckily Zhu Feng was leaning on the other side of the car with a stern face and closed eyes, as if he didn't hear it.

I took a little bit of each snack and tasted them.

Nan Yan turned around and said softly, "Your Majesty, we have tried everything."

Zhu Feng didn't even raise his eyelids and said, "Eat it again."

“…”

Nan Yan looked at him in surprise. Was he afraid that he didn't taste it carefully enough?

Well, these things are so delicious, even if they are poisonous, it is a worthy death.

So she picked up her chopsticks again and ate everything on each plate.

Although she didn't eat much, the royal chef brought her quite a few dishes. She took a bite of each and soon she was full.

She turned around and placed the bowl and chopsticks in front of Zhu Feng: "Your Majesty, try again."

Zhu Feng then opened his eyes, without looking at her, he just reached out to take the chopsticks, and then looked at the bowls and plates on the small table. There wasn't much left, to be honest, just some leftovers.

However, he did not mind. Not to mention that his food, clothing and other expenses had always been simple after he ascended the throne, even when he was the King of Yan, he often lived in the military camp and there were days when he did not have enough to eat.

So, he finished what Nan Yan had left in just a few bites.

At this time, the servants came to pack up.

Nan Yan put the empty bowls and dishes back into the food box and handed them to the servant outside. Zhu Feng, who was sitting on the side of the carriage, suddenly said, "There are too few things. Send more next time."

When the servant heard this, he was shocked.

Wouldn’t this make the emperor hungry?

However, when he saw Nan Yan, whose ears were red, he seemed to understand something and quickly replied, "Yes!"

While he was lifting the curtain to take the things, Nan Yan looked out again and saw that someone in the carriage following closely behind the golden carriage had heard the noise and lifted the curtain to look over here. It was none other than Jian Ruocheng, who had been accompanying the driver in the golden carriage.

He saw Nan Yan at a glance.

Those gentle and bright eyes flickered slightly.