Evening.

Yun Anan carried the food box and got into the carriage to the palace.

All the way unimpeded.

Waiting outside the palace study, Gonggong Li stepped forward enthusiastically and glanced at the food box that Yun An'an was carrying in his hand.

"What kind of dishes did Princess Yi cook today, and the old slaves smelled the fragrance from afar."

What does Gonggong Li mean, how could Yun An'an not understand.

"Don't worry, this time it's with Beichenhan's sake."

"Princess Yi must not call His Majesty by his name."

Answering casually, Yun An'an followed Gonggong Li into the imperial study.

In the imperial study, except for Beichen Han, who was sitting on the dragon chair, and Beichen Yi, who was sitting on the first row of benches in the lower position, the rest of the ministers were standing in place.

I think it was because they had been standing for a long time, and the ministers secretly beat their legs, and some even couldn't stand steadily.

"I'm thinking about what I'm going to eat tonight."

Seeing Yun An'an, Beichen Yi got up to greet him, took the lead in taking the food box and put it aside, and gently helped Yun An'an to sit on the bench with his big hand.

"The weather is still cold, and An'er is tired."

Beichenyi's eyes are only Yun An'an, full of pampering and gentleness, and everyone who sees it is used to it.

But even if they are used to it, the contrast between the regents and before and after makes the ministers unacceptable for a while.

"I'm not afraid that you'll be hungry, but today I made a few side dishes that the prince likes to eat, and I also made fried chicken."

"What is fried chicken?"

It was Beichen Han who spoke.

I don't know when Beichen Han, who walked down from the dragon chair, came to the two of them.

The half-squinted Dan Feng's eyes stared at the food box, the aroma kept coming, and he was a little curious in his heart.

"Fried chicken is fried chicken."

Saying that, in front of everyone, Yun Anan took out a golden fried chicken from the food box and sent it to Gonggong Li.

"This fried chicken is for Your Majesty."

Without much explanation, Yun An'an gave the first fried chicken in the food box to Beichen Han.

Gonggong Li hurriedly stepped forward to take the crispy and fatty fried chicken with both hands, glanced at the smile in His Majesty's eyes, and followed suit.

Beichen Han glanced at Beichen Yi, although he didn't speak, his expression showed thousands of words.

After all, I am the king of Beichen Kingdom, and I must be the first to own anything.

But is that really the case?

Obviously not, Yun An'an is not a person who abides by the three guidelines and five constants.

As the first fried chicken was sent out, in front of everyone, they saw Yun Anan take out the second golden yellow-orange-orange fried chicken with an attractive taste.

Moreover, it is more than twice the size of the first fried chicken.

"Don't move, I'll tear it for you."

A fried chicken with enough portions and a fried chicken with a large enough portions are like an ordinary old hen and a big male rooster.

Yun An'an knew that Beichen Han would definitely owe his children something to eat, after all, he was the king of a country, and she couldn't say anything to the common people, at most she cursed him for his untimely death.

So, she prepared two fried chickens.

"Is it delicious?"

Tear off the most tender piece of meat on the fried chicken thigh and feed it to Beichenyi's mouth.

"It's very delicious, even if it's a white porridge made by An'er, a husband is willing to drink it for a lifetime."

Almost half-squatting in front of Yun An'an, Beichen Yi ate the food that Yun An'an was feeding one bite at a time.

The warmth and sweetness between the two ...... People who show affection and show their scalps are numb.

Still not human.

There is no royal road.

They were still hungry and gurgling, not only hungry but also tired!

Can you give them something to eat, chicken bones are fine.

A meal was enjoyed under the hateful gaze of the ministers, and the husband and wife did not care about the eyes of others, feeding one by one.

"Be careful on the way back, my husband will stay in the palace tonight."

In front of the door of the imperial study, Beichen reluctantly held Yun An'an's hand.

"What's going on?"

Glancing at Beichen Han, who was unhurried and eating fried chicken one by one, Yun Anan withdrew his gaze.

Even if it was such a big event as the celebration of the country, I didn't see Beichenyi stay in the palace overnight, what an important thing happened, even a minister had to accompany him all night.

"The southern border country is going to war with the northern kingdom, and the soldiers of the two countries have been deployed."

"Because of the celebration of the country?"

She heard that the southern border country is now suffering from internal and external troubles, and she still has the heart to start a war with the Beichen Kingdom, the strongest empire of the Seven Kingdoms.

"It's just one of them, An'er shouldn't know that Jing Nanze, the second prince of the Southern Border Country, was murdered on the way back and died on the border of the Southern Border Country."

Jing Nanze's death was miserable, as the best candidate for the future heir of the Southern Border Country, he was poisoned by this fate, coupled with the various National Day events of the Northern Border, so that the monarch of the Southern Border Country had to think of Jing Nanze's death and the relationship between the Beichen State.

"Hehe, that means I'm going to kill you."

"An'er rest assured, everything has its own husband."

No matter what the reason, the southern country wants to die, and he is always with him.

"I don't worry, you can rest assured, there is an eighty percent chance that you won't be able to fight."

Yun Anan waved his hand, and after a few simple detours in his mind, he was sure that the two countries in Beichen and the south could not fight.

"You just said that the southern border is worried about domestic and foreign troubles, coupled with the death of Jing Nanze, the only person who has the right to inherit in the southern border country now is their sick and weak prince Jing Nansu."

"If, I mean if, I am the prince of the Southern Border Kingdom, Jing Nansu, in order to protect me from being deposed from the throne of the crown prince, I will definitely use this celebration to remove obstacles."

"Whether it's Jing Nanze, Jing Nanzhou, or Jing Huayue, I'll be one less dangerous person if I die."

"What should I do next after I have no opponent, naturally it is to stabilize the power in my hands and concentrate all the military power in my hands, but at this time, the southern monarch chose to start a war with Beichen and disperse his troops, what does this mean?"

"It shows that the southern monarch already knows the truth about his son's death."

A smile appeared at the corner of his lips, and Yun Anan raised his hand and gently patted the dust on Beichen Yi Python's robe.

"Of course, all this is my conjecture, but it is not uncommon in history to kill my father and kill the king to seize the throne."

She still learned about the matter of Jing Nansu, the prince of the Southern Border Kingdom, from the mouth of the old prince, and after thinking about it, it is not difficult to speculate the reason for the incident.

"It's not early, I'll go back to rest, I'll make you buns to eat tomorrow morning."

"Send you out of the palace for your husband."

Beichen Yi took Yun An'an's hand, and the husband and wife left the imperial study.

As everyone knows, Fang Cai Yun An'an's words made the ministers in the imperial study silent.

It's not that they didn't guess what Izumo An'an said.

It was so easy to see all the speculation from her mouth, as if it was seeing it with her own eyes.

In the dead and silent imperial study, Beichen Han put down his chopsticks, and his half-squinted Danfeng eyes looked in the direction where Yun An'an disappeared, and a smile quickly flashed in his eyes.

"Woman, you've impressed me a little more."