Xuanniao was almost fainted by Su Qingwan.

Fancy? Fancy! You even plucked out the beast's tail to make a fan?

"It's still quiet here."

Su Qingwan pulled back the half of her foot that was exposed outside and said, "You are quite quiet, Senior Brother."

"But... Senior Brother, my spiritual power is only as strong as my little finger. If I drop it by accident, I will die!"

Su Qingwan glanced at the soles of her feet which were several thousand feet above the ground.

Xinyi said calmly, "Don't be afraid, Xiao Wan'er. Even if you die, you will just be left with this mortal body."

Su Qingwan pulled the corner of her mouth, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Xinyi touched Su Qingwan's head and tapped her forehead with her fingertips.

"Big Brother, if Master finds out about what you did, will you be punished?"

Su Qingwan greedily absorbed Xinyi's spiritual power and refused to let go, while also being "concerned".

"Our little Wan'er has really grown up and knows how to care about her senior brother," Xinyi said dotingly, "It's okay, Master is in seclusion, so he won't notice."

According to the old rules, if anyone is found out, the blame will be on the seventh brother, who is a bit stupid.

"Okay, Xiao Wan'er, now you have the spiritual power of your senior brother to protect you. Those ants won't be able to bully you anymore."

"It's getting late. I'll take you back now."

"Um!"

Xinyi walked Su Qingwan back to the tree and left without turning back.

"Hurry, look for it again,"

As soon as Xinyi Woshen left, a group of people holding iron pots and iron spoons came searching for something everywhere.

Su Qingwan looked up at Feng Luo, who was still standing by the tree, keeping an eye on all directions and listening to all directions.

Waving, "Come~"

Feng Luo jumped over quickly and asked anxiously: "Princess, where is your husband in the blink of an eye?

It's almost half an hour already, I'm so anxious."

"If I can't find you again, I will go and apologize to your Majesty."

Su Qingwan said earnestly, "This princess has done something important."

"It's your turn to take the blame next!"

Feng Luo looked in the direction of Su Qingwan's finger and saw the big black pot that was used to catch the bird just now.

"It turns out that the princess really wanted me to take the blame. I thought it was that blame."

Feng Luo foolishly scratched his head again, then immediately went over and grabbed the big black pot on its back.

Su Qing nodded in agreement, "That's right."

"Just now, I borrowed this pot in an emergency. Now you have to return it."

"Don't worry, Princess. I will definitely take care of this little thing. I will return the pot now."

Feng Luo was expressing his loyalty when one of the people holding iron shovels and iron spoons pointed at him.

"Look, sir! There's the pot!"

"Yaaaaa! Where is the pot!" He said this and rushed over with the iron ladle in his hand.

"Good boy! I was cooking and turned around to grab a handful of salt and the pot was gone."

The middle-aged woman in the lead, with an apron tied around her waist, pointed the iron spoon in her hand at Feng Luo who was carrying a black pot on her back.

"The banquet is waiting for my signature dish. Where is my dish?"

"How dare you!" Feng Luo roared, but then softened, "I'll give the pot back to you!"

Originally he wanted to use his status to intimidate others, but then he thought that since he was a secret guard, the people in the imperial kitchen would definitely not know him.

"Humph! Is that all you want? Where's my food? Where's the rich and healthy soup that I spent eight hours stewing?"

She was counting on this opportunity to get a promotion and a pay raise, but she lost her job in the blink of an eye.

Feng Luo looked at Su Qingwan in confusion, "Jun..."

"Yeah, where did you take someone else's soup?" Su Qingwan spoke before he could finish his words.

Feng Luo......

It turns out there is another black pot waiting for me.

"Okay, you guys continue. I'm going back to attend the banquet."

Su Qingwan patted her butt and turned to leave. When the imperial chef heard that it was the princess, he immediately knelt down and said, "This servant pays homage to the princess."

"Princess, can you bear witness for me and bring this little thief before your majesty?"

So she will get her official position back.

Su Qingwan glanced at Feng Luo, whose face was darker than the bottom of a pot.

"good!"

She said in a decisive tone: "I hate those who dare to do things but not take responsibility for them the most!"

Feng Luo: Princess, please don't blame yourself. Can't I just take the blame?

Su Qingwan: I didn’t lie! I just can’t stand myself.

The imperial chef was overjoyed, as she had the princess to testify for her. The boy who stole her "official position" was in trouble.

A group of people came to the hall again.

The ministers were so drunk that they were not even afraid of the male ghost in the hall.

Only the Minister of Rites sat on the chair trembling with fear, looking left and right.

"Your Majesty!"

The chef knelt down and spoke first.

Empress Xuan Ji looked at Feng Luo who was brought here and asked with a questioning look: What happened?

Feng Luo replied with his eyes: I carried a huge black pot on my back.

"Ahem...what is this?" the empress said coldly.

"Your Majesty, this little thief drank the soup that I worked so hard to make, and also stole the pot.

The Princess can testify, there are both witnesses and evidence, please punish this thief severely!"

Everyone looked at the black pot on the ground, and then looked at Su Qingwan who looked like she was standing up for justice.

The leader of the secret guards stole the soup? The princess exposed it? Why did they not believe it?

The empress glanced at Xiao Jingchi and Xiao Beihan, and saw that they had smiles on their faces, mixed with a bit of helplessness and doting.

He understood what was going on and said in a serious tone, "I understand. Then I will fine Chief Feng one month's salary."

The chef was originally very happy, but when he heard the word "Phoenix Leader", he looked over with horror.

"Captain Feng?" He slowly raised his hand and pointed at Feng Luo, who looked helpless. "You are the number one dark guard leader, Feng...Luo?"

The more the chef spoke, the lower his voice became.

Feng Luo nodded expressionlessly.

Imperial Chef: It's over. What's the point of holding an official position? My life is the most important thing.

"If Chief Feng wants some soup, he can just tell me. Why bother..." The imperial chef hesitated.

Su Qingwan's eyes lit up, "Chief Feng said she wants to drink another big pot, you go back and make it."

"Bring your pot."

I picked up the big black pot and threw it into the chef's arms. I have to say that the soup cooked by this chef is really good.

Feng Luo: OK, another black pot is coming towards us.

"Yes... I want to drink some soup. Please, sir, make me a pot... a big pot!"

The chef bowed his head and said, "Captain Feng, what are you talking about? How can I address you as my Lord in front of you? You are really embarrassing me."

"But you just called yourself old lady~" Su Qingwan blinked her innocent Barbie eyes again.

Royal Kitchen......

"Your servant... Your servant... That was just a fart. Please forgive me, Chief Feng."

"In that case, then make a few more of your signature dishes for Chief Feng, and send them to me first so I can test them for poison."

"Wanwan's medical skills are indeed amazing." Xiao Jingchi chimed in.

Feng Luo......

Princess, you don't have to do that. I will send them to you when the time comes.

The imperial chef didn't know what to do for a moment. He looked at Feng Luo and then at the empress.

"Just do as the princess says." The empress said calmly.