Seeing that Niangniang's emotions were out of control, Mama Sun hurriedly asked people to close the door of the palace, and whispered to persuade her: "Niangniang, be careful that the wall has ears." ”

Qi Yan snorted coldly: "The old emperor has no more days to live, what am I afraid of doing here?" In the future, when Zhan'er ascends the throne, the palace will be the queen mother, who dares to spread wild on the head of the palace? ”

Mama Sun flattered: "In time, Niangniang will definitely be the most noble woman in the world, but the time has not yet come, so we still have to keep a low profile." ”

Qi Yan didn't think so, but in the end she still collected her emotions.

She took the new tea handed by the palace maid, and was just about to drink it, when she remembered something and put it on the table again, gritted her teeth and said: "This old emperor is really eccentric, I thought that the kid had fallen out of favor, I never thought that the three-year confinement was just a trick, and he sent people out of Beijing, but now that people are gone, they will bring people back, what kind of thoughts is this?" Could it be that you want Zhan'er to make a wedding dress for this kid? ”

"This palace will never allow this to happen!"

"Order someone to find out where Ning Yuchu is, and pass the news to my father, you must not let him out of the palace alive!"

Mama Sun immediately arranged for someone to do it.

Qi Yan's face was dark, and her fingers were clenched hard.

Zhan'er, your father is useless, he can't protect this country for you, don't be afraid, there is a mother and concubine.

It's yours and will never be handed over to anyone else.

Inside the Imperial Dining Room.

Ning Yuchu was wearing a chef's robe, turning the pot neatly with one hand, and holding the spoon smoothly with the other, and the aroma of meat overflowed from the pot, attracting chefs of all ages to scramble for the first time.

Where did this master come from?

Sent by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

The young man is quite handsome.

Nowadays, chefs have such high requirements for appearance? Let us not live?

The discussion was all shut out, and Ning Yu was cooking without distractions.

An hour later.

Emperor Zhaoyang slept a peaceful nap, and his mind was much lighter.

This has been a rare thing for him for many years.

The enticing aroma of food wafted through the air, and he was rarely whetted with an appetite.

"Haiwang."

Haiwang stepped forward when he heard this: "Your Majesty, do you want to eat?" ”

Emperor Zhaoyang nodded, and his movements to get out of bed were much faster than usual, and he didn't know if he was hungry or hungry.

There are five dishes and one soup on the table.

Scrambled eggs with whitebait, pork belly chicken, roasted tofu with minced beef, mushu pork, cold vegetables, pork ribs soup with kelp and wolfberry, and porridge with mung beans and lilies.

These dishes do not have the flashy decoration of the past, all of them are a big dish, but they look full of color, flavor and flavor, and they make people's appetite move.

As soon as Emperor Zhaoyang sat down, someone on the side made a bowl of porridge for him and put every dish on his plate.

"Please."

Emperor Zhaoyang scooped a spoonful of porridge, the mung beans were boiled into sand, which melted in the mouth, and the lily was refreshing.

He couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and sandwich the chopsticks tofu, which had the aroma of beef, smooth and refreshing, and the chicken was tender and smooth.

Unconsciously, Emperor Zhaoyang used a bowl of porridge, and he couldn't help but say, "Another bowl." ”

The person next to him took it upon himself to serve soup for him: "This porridge is a little cold, it is not suitable to eat too much, you drink a bowl of soup smoothly." ”

Only then did Emperor Zhaoyang realize that it was no one else standing on the side, but a little grandson.

He sighed, "Why are you standing here?" Sit down and eat together. ”

Haiwang smiled and said, "Your Majesty, guess who made this table of dishes?" ”

Emperor Zhaoyang saw his grandson's cook's robe, and said in disbelief: "Could it be? ”

Ning Yuchu said with a smug face: "Surprised, surprised, not surprised?" ”