Chapter 162: Return to Fengming Palace (5)

"This ......" Xiao Chuanzi looked hesitant, and his eyes couldn't stop looking at his master, Yun Yanyao.

Yun Yanyao heard Lan Ling'er say this, and her head was suddenly full of black lines, was she referring to Sang scolding Huai? What does it mean to let others watch her eat, she is a bad master, is she saying that she is a bad master? Besides, since ancient times, there has been a difference between kings and ministers, and there is a distinction between master and servant. But......

"Just do as she says!" Yun Yanyao said lightly to Xiao Chuanzi, who kept looking at him for help.

What Ling'er said to Yun Yanyao, wasn't it that he wasn't curious why he wanted to listen to her, after all, he hated her very much? Could it be because he solved the matter of Bianhe for him, so he gave himself a little thin noodles because of this? Thinking about it, it seems that this is the only reason to say in the past.

Hua Die's mood at the moment can be described as fifteen buckets of water - seven up and eight down, you know, now she is going to sit with the emperor to eat, not to mention that she is still a slave, if this was put in the past, it would be something that death would not dare to imagine! It's really happening to me right now.

However, she would rather not, God knows how she can eat well with Long Wei? You may have indigestion. But now it's a foregone conclusion, and it's better for her to obey Miss's wishes, because over the past few days, she has found that what Miss hates the most is that others don't listen to her, as long as she speaks, whether you listen to it or not, it must be done, otherwise she will be very unhappy, and the consequences of Miss's unhappiness are very serious.

That's why she didn't say anything when the young lady said this. In her heart, there is only what the young lady wants to do, so this is what she has to do when she turns into a butterfly.

As the butterfly was pulled by Ling'er, she sat tremblingly on the chair, her back straight, her head pressed low, tsk, a typical zombie.

Ling'er didn't have so many scruples, after Xiao Chuanzi placed the dishes and chopsticks in front of her, she picked up the chopsticks and put a fat roast chicken leg in the empty bowl in front of her, and then put the ball on the table in front of her. It was obvious that she did not eat this chicken leg herself, but for the little pet in her arms.

The corners of Yun Yanyao's mouth twitched suddenly, there was no more ** to eat, what did this damn Lan Ling'er want? Do you really think this is her own place? Not to mention letting a palace maid eat together at the dining table, now she actually puts her pet on the table to eat.

"Butterfly, you eat too, eat more, see how thin you are." While speaking, he sandwiched a lot of dishes for Hua Die, completely ignoring the man on the side. Who's to say there's not a bit of deliberate stuff in it?

"Miss, I'll just come by myself, you can eat yours." Habitually, Huadie's name for Ling'er and his own name are completely the names used in ordinary times.

The butterfly is extremely embarrassed, how can I lose her face when the young lady looks so generous? Well, as long as the emperor doesn't exist, yes, it doesn't exist. It seems that I really hypnotized myself, and when I ate the first bite of food, I felt that it was too delicious, and I had never eaten such a delicious meal in such a big age. Then before I knew it, I was eating faster.