Chapter 54 Eating Wontons

The teapot was empty.

The emperor looked very happy, and it was rare for him to be consistent in what he said and thought.

An Jiu came out carrying a teapot.

She boiled another pot and saw Li Ji on patrol. An Jiu secretly filled his kettle with some and told him not to tell anyone.

Li Ji nodded. He was thirsty, so he hid in a corner and drank secretly.

It was the first time for him to drink sweet tea made with milk. Although he didn't like sweets, he thought the tea was really mellow and delicious.

"Li Ji, what are you doing?" A colleague named Zhang Wenyuan ran over with a smile and patted Li Ji on the shoulder.

"Nothing, is there something wrong?" Li Ji asked.

Zhang Wenyuan said, "We won't be on duty tomorrow, so let's go out together in the morning and see if there's anything good."

Li Ji nodded. He wanted to hunt some rabbits. He heard that the rabbits in Jinghua Mountain were all raised to be stupid and would be easy to hunt. He wanted to bring some back for his family to taste.

When An Jiu entered the room again carrying the teapot, Prince Duan and Prince Jing had already left, and the emperor was catching up on his sleep in bed and it looked like he would not wake up for a while.

Eunuch Li was guarding and asked An Jiu to go out first because the emperor had said that An Jiu was not allowed to be present when he slept, so as to avoid the embarrassing experience of taking out his penis and peeing in front of An Jiu like last time.

An Jiu wanted to laugh. How many people had seen this emperor since he was born? And he was still pretending...

Aunt Qu was packing up the things the emperor would need tomorrow, and An Jiu poured her and himself a cup of milk tea.

Aunt Qu was very surprised after taking a sip.

“Is this cooked with milk?”

An Jiu nodded: "It's milk, tea leaves and brown sugar."

Aunt Qu took another sip and let out a long sigh.

"That's great. His Majesty loves sweets, so you can make more for him."

An Jiu had discovered it a long time ago.

"Is this His Majesty's clothes?" An Jiu looked at the clothes in Aunt Qu's hand. It was a very exquisite riding suit.

An Jiu sighed, "It's so good to be an emperor. Look at this embroidery, look at this material, each one of them is priceless."

"This is sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Your Majesty will wear it tomorrow." Aunt Qu said proudly, "Your Majesty has been smart since he was young. Not only is he good at school, he is also good at martial arts. He learns everything quickly."

The emperor's talent was a dimensionality reduction attack on other people, so the late emperor no longer cared who his mother was or whether he was a legitimate son.

Because there is no need.

It would be irresponsible for such a genius not to become emperor.

Aunt Qu made no secret of her love for the emperor.

An Jiu listened while drinking tea, and occasionally helped Aunt Qu. Time passed quickly, and as it was getting dark, An Jiu told Aunt Qu that he was going to cook.

In such a wild place, the food cannot be guaranteed to be safe, so Aunt Qu has to follow us the whole time.

"What to eat?" Aunt Qu was very curious.

"Eat some wontons."

Aunt Qu nodded, still wondering how to make wontons in this environment? It should be very difficult, right? If it was the imperial kitchen, it should be easy to make it. Then she saw An Jiu take out the wonton skins. The emperor didn't eat meat, so An Jiu still made him three fresh wontons. The ingredients were all brought in advance, so it was ready quickly. When she sent a big bowl full of steaming hot wontons over, King Jing was also there and his face was not good.

An Jiu took a look and saw a bowl of porridge, a few pancakes, and some side dishes in front of the emperor.

"This is..." King Jing looked at An Jiu: "Wonton?"

The emperor smiled and said, "You should also sit down and eat something to calm down."

[I'm being polite, please don't really eat it. ]

An Jiu wanted to laugh after hearing this.

King Jing nodded: "Let me see what this is."

He was puzzled as to how he could eat wontons in such a remote place.

An Jiu took the bowl and the emperor glanced at it from time to time while filling it.

[Enough, enough, how can this person not have some vision? It's not enough for me to eat. ]

After An Jiu served King Jing's food, she served the emperor's food and said, "There are still some materials. If there are not enough, I will make more."

The emperor heaved a sigh of relief, and this time he was generous, smiling and saying to King Jing: "Third brother, you're welcome."

King Jing had no intention of being polite. The wontons were not big, and he ate one in each bite and the whole bowl was gone very quickly.

It is really comfortable to eat a bowl of steaming wontons in this wilderness.

King Jing's eyebrows relaxed: "Then I won't be polite."

An Jiu didn't even have to do anything, he just served himself a bowl.

The emperor glanced at Prince Jing and quickened his eating speed. Both of them even drank the soup because the soup prepared by An Jiu was really delicious.

The meal for one person was certainly not enough for two people, but fortunately Anjiu quickly cooked the second pot.

This time, both of them ate slower.

King Jing snorted coldly: "This is what people should eat."

He had a good relationship with the emperor, and the emperor didn't mind him saying this.

"In my opinion, those useless people in the imperial kitchen should all be killed."

King Jing just couldn't stand it and continued to complain: "Your throne was passed down by your father, so it's legitimate. It's not enough that the old witch has been controlling you for so many years, and she still wants to play tricks on you in these matters. It's really hateful."

He had a bad temper and became more and more angry as he spoke, and he slapped the table.

An Jiu "..."

She wanted to leave and didn't want to listen to these royal secrets. However, King Jing had slapped her so hard that the chopsticks were shaken down. An Jiu could only give him a new pair.

She heard King Jing ask, "Who made the wontons?"

The emperor pointed at An Jiu with his chopsticks.

King Jing looked her over and nodded: "You are not bad."

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty."

King Jing said nothing and continued to eat.

The emperor said: "Now is not the time to deal with her. After all, filial piety is pressing..."

He smiled, and this smile was very meaningful.

King Jing snorted coldly: "Filial piety? Don't you find it strange? Back then, my father had so many concubines in the harem, how come they were either sick or died accidentally? This is such a coincidence."

The emperor paused while eating and looked up at King Jing: "Third brother's meaning..."

An Jiu felt something was wrong and wanted to slip away. As soon as she took a step, she heard King Jing speak bluntly, "I just suspected that my mother was murdered. When I went to see her that day, she was fine. The servants around her said that she was in better spirits and ate half a bowl of rice more. As a result, she suddenly died in the evening."

King Jing completely lost the mood to eat.

"I was young at the time and didn't find out anything, but over the years I've been thinking more and more that something is wrong. Our mother is dead, and she is the one who benefited the most. If it weren't for your talent and intelligence and the emperor's love for you, her son would have been the crown prince. This woman has a hypocritical heart... If her son had become the emperor, there would be no hope for us brothers to survive."

The more King Jing spoke, the angrier he became. The emperor lost interest in his meal and fell into deep thought.

[My mother's death was indeed strange! ]

[It’s a pity that I was young at the time and don’t remember anything, but… the person who poisoned me back then has never been found out. I wonder if it has anything to do with the Queen Mother? ]