Inside the Qingyun Palace, Xia Bangyuan gritted his teeth and persevered, maintaining a proper kneeling posture.
He was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat, but he didn't dare to look up at the man sitting above him.
Early this morning, the emperor sent someone to "invite" him into the palace.
The guards did not reveal any information to him and took him into this room and left.
So he stood in the room waiting for a long time in agony.
Finally, the emperor appeared and he knelt down to pay his respects. But the emperor ignored him, so he could only kneel there.
The cold-faced king reviewed memorials, then painted, and after finishing a painting, he read a book. He even had Princess Chaoyang brought over to play with her...
The emperor seemed to have finished his work, but showed no intention of letting him get up.
The king's mind is unpredictable, so even though his knees are numb, he dare not move.
"Your Majesty, this is freshly cooked snow pear and bird's nest soup. The Imperial Concubine said it's cold, so I'm feeding it to the little princess to warm her up."
Zhao Xu brought up a bowl of steaming snow pear and bird's nest soup.
"Eat! Qi, Qiqi...I want to eat!"
Su Qiqi in the emperor's arms waved her hands, eager to try. Now she could speak a complete sentence intermittently.
The emperor frowned: "Why only one bowl?"
"Ah?" Zhao Xu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "The princess is so young, one bowl is enough. Drinking too much is not good."
The emperor stared at Zhao Xu coldly, with a hint of annoyance in his eyes.
He sighed softly and reached out to pinch Su Qiqi's chubby little face. "Your mother only cares about you. I thought I could take advantage of you and ask for a drink from you. It seems I was overthinking it. I don't even have a share of this bird's nest soup."
Such a sarcastic tone, such a wronged look.
Su Qiqi glanced at the emperor. [Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, is Lin Daiyu possessed? She's overacting! So much drama!]
Zhao Xu finally realized what was happening and explained with a smile, "The Imperial Concubine personally cooked a number of special dishes today, waiting for you to taste them together at Yongle Palace. Bird's nest and spicy food cannot be eaten together, so the Imperial Concubine did not ask me to bring you the bird's nest soup."
The emperor was surprised and a little excited: "The imperial concubine cooked for me personally? Do you know what she made?"
Zhao Xu counted on his fingers as he read out the names of the dishes: "Ginseng and Duck Soup, Tender Rabbit with Double Peppers, Cumin Beef, Stir-fried Spare Ribs, Braised River Carp... I didn't look closely, so I don't know what else was there. I just remember the aroma wafting from far away!"
Su Qiqi's mouth was watering, she wanted to cry but had no tears.
【Wow, wow, wow, I want to eat, I want to eat! 】
【I’m so greedy! 】
I haven't had anything spicy in all this time! I feel like a little nun!
I'm from Sichuan! I really want to eat Sichuan food, especially Zhe Er Gen...
"Qiqi, you're still too young to eat spicy food. I'll help you eat more later, hahahaha!"
The emperor's expression looked naughty.
Su Qiqi rolled her eyes speechlessly: [Look how cocky you are!]
[My Imperial Concubine dotes on me! She often cooks me baby food and holds me in her arms, singing me to sleep! You don't get that treatment, do you? Humph!]
The emperor's expression was slightly choked: Why didn't he have this treatment? He could always hold the bright moon in his arms! He also slept with the bright moon in his arms every night!
Of course, the emperor could only think about this quietly in his heart and would never dare to say it directly.
"Come on, I won't argue with you. Eat this bird's nest soup while it's hot."
The emperor reached out and picked up the snow pear and bird's nest soup on the table. He scooped up a little bit with a spoon, blew on it, and fed it to Su Qiqi's mouth.
The little fellow snorted, but he ate with gusto, occasionally smacking his lips and making slurping sounds.
Xia Bangyuan, kneeling in the hall, felt dry mouth and unbearable hunger and thirst.
He knelt for several hours without a drop of water or a grain of rice...
My stomach is too hungry, my waist is too sore, my hands are too painful...
He glanced up at the emperor, who was busy feeding Su Qiqi bird's nest soup. He couldn't help himself and quietly withdrew his hand, wanting to relax for a moment.
"uh-huh!"
The emperor coughed deliberately.
Xia Bangyuan subconsciously looked up and saw displeasure and anger in the emperor's icy eyes.
He was immediately terrified and continued to kneel tremblingly, not daring to move an inch.
Su Qiqi was startled and whispered in her heart, "Tyrant Godfather, your aura is literally two meters and eighty! That's amazing!"
[I have to say, this look is quite creepy! ]
"Qiqi's hair has grown quite a bit. It looks like she'll be able to tie it into pigtails soon. Zhao Xu, remember to tell them to make a few more beautiful headpieces for the princess."
Seeing that the little guy was a little scared, the emperor quickly gave him some treats.
As expected, as soon as he said this, Su Qiqi's eyes lit up and she smiled foolishly:
【Hehehe, headdress! 】
[Hey, hey, I'm rich! I'm rich again!]
【Tyrant Godfather, you are so kind! 】
The emperor was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: This little money-grubber has really fallen into the trap of money!
"Come, it's cold, drink some bird's nest soup to warm yourself up."
The emperor spoke softly, coaxing Su Qiqi to finish the pear and bird's nest soup in the bowl. He then took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped Su Qiqi's hands and mouth.
After doing all this, he put Su Qiqi in the cradle and continued writing something with a pen.
Xia Bangyuan, who was kneeling in the hall, was ignored again.
It was already the twelfth lunar month, with continuous snow and wind, and the ground was freezing cold. But the emperor had given an order last night to have the carpets in this room removed.
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