[Concubine Zhang Shu is even more talented than the great scholar. ]
[Other concubines brought food with them in small, pocket-sized bowls, but Concubine Zhang directly brought food in a basin that was bigger than her face. Hahaha, she was feeding the old emperor like a pig.]
Old Emperor: What? He eats swill?
"My dear Concubine Shu, I have three urgent matters to deal with. I will drink this soup later."
Concubine Zhang looked at the old emperor with a hint of resentment, giving goose bumps to the people around her.
"Your Majesty~"
"How about this, during the period when the imperial concubine is under house arrest, you will be in charge of all the affairs of the harem."
The queen is a few years older than the old emperor. She has been lacking energy in recent years, so the affairs of the harem have been left to others.
Concubine Zhang Shufei's expression was one of undisguised joy.
She simply threw away the basin in her hand, thanked the old emperor, turned around and left without any reluctance.
The old emperor was completely confused by this quick and decisive move.
[Concubine Zhang Shu knows the situation clearly, but the old emperor cannot do it.]
The old emperor had a dark face.
How many times should I repeat this sentence every day!
He ordered someone to pour out the soup, and then served a bunch of pastries that were easy to cause indigestion, and threw them all to Shen Zhiyi to eat.
[My goodness, when did the old emperor become so considerate? These cakes can be sold for a lot of money, but he gave them all to me? ]
The old emperor smiled evilly.
You little brat, I can't control you.
Shen Zhiyi is a foodie, and all the officials in the capital know it.
But no one dared to come forward and bring her food to win her over.
Because once you leave an impression on her, your underwear might be stripped off in the next second.
Her good colleague Zhang Sheren suffered greatly from this.
Without giving it much thought, Shen Zhiyi ate the cakes given by the old emperor with peace of mind.
In the end, I ate too much and had indigestion.
I feel sick to my stomach no matter what.
[My stomach is so weak that it can't even handle this little bit of food. ]
[Oh, I must not be eaten to death like the Sixteenth Prince.]
The old emperor, who was feeling smug, suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
The sixteenth prince was only two months old when he died. How could he have eaten so much to death?
The teeth haven't grown yet and the milk hasn't stopped yet.
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