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"The subordinates will go to find out his details, and the palace master will be calm and restless."

Pursing his lips, Yun Yi quickly clenched his fists and retreated, he didn't think Ling Xuemo was making a fuss, on the contrary, he admired her decisiveness.

Time passed, and soon, it was time for lunch, Ling Xuemo stretched his waist, while tasting the delicious food, while watching Xiao Yan's wonderful performance, he really felt that if the master was there, then life would be the most comfortable.

But she knew there that her master had always been there and had never left her.

The guests also felt the happiness that the emperor could feel, but they didn't know that the emperor, who originally planned to leave the palace to continue to taste the delicious food, did not come because of the concubine.

He was immersed in the joy of Concubine Ling's ability to cook food at the moment, while admiring her slender jade hands moving like a dance, and admiring the beautiful feeling of her washing her hands and making soup for him.

"Aifei, I really didn't expect you to make meals."

Sighing, Emperor Jing smelled the tempting smell coming from the end of his nose, and he only felt that it was correct not to go to the Drunken Immortal Tower today.

If he goes, how can he eat the delicious food that Concubine Ai made for him.

How do you know that she has good cooking skills?

Thinking of this, his eyes became hot when he looked at Concubine Ling, how could he not love such a woman?

There are no longer a few concubines in the harem who do cook delicious food for him, but she is the only one who will do it in front of him, which gives him a deep sense of ghost belonging to her.

The delicacies he enjoyed in the past, who knows if others have made them, they are just borrowing flowers to offer Buddha?

But the food that Concubine Ling cooked in front of him gave him the feeling that he was a husband at home waiting for his wife to prepare a meal, not a king.

That feeling was beautiful, it made him very nostalgic, really nostalgic.

"Your Majesty, the concubine's family was very poor when she was a child, so she thought of a way to make the only food available to people eat well. It's just that now the concubines have the favor of the emperor, and they have what they want, but that's all the concubines can do for the emperor. ”

"But if the emperor tastes it and thinks that the meal made by the concubine is appetizing, why don't you let the concubine make the emperor's meal in the future?"

Hurriedly proposed, Concubine Ling knew how to use her own advantages, and she didn't want to fail this time.

"Aifei, you will be very tired in this case. Besides, what do you do to keep them in the dining room? ”

"No, I won't agree, it's too hard."

felt sorry for Concubine Ling, but Emperor Jing did not agree.

Just kidding, his meals are prepared in the imperial dining room, and it's okay to eat once in a while, but if she is allowed to do it for a long time, what will she do if she is tired?

"No, Your Majesty, how can you be tired of being a soup soup concubine for you?"

"Then how about a concubine doing fifteen days a month?"

Seeing that the emperor did not agree, Concubine Ling also took a step back, even if she pouted aggrievedly, she still fought for it.

Frowning, Emperor Jing was still very distressed about Concubine Ling: "Concubine Ai, this ??? ”

He admits that he is very moved, and it is true that he is an emperor, but he is also a man with deep longing and regret for his family.

Because of his identity, the women of the harem, including the queen, first recognized him as the king, and then regarded him as a husband.

Therefore, he has always had regrets in his heart, but no woman can make up for it, and now Concubine Ling's request makes him really tempted. Will be modified over Ang