Chapter 47
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Feng Jiuqing's eyes were locked on the exquisite dishes in front of him.
He was lost in thought for a long time.
He was used to eating the food she made. He didn't like sweet food, so she cooked porridge for him with some salty side dishes. She was afraid that he would get tired of it.
His big hands under the dragon robe were cold.
That beautiful pale face seemed to appear in front of him again. Feng Jiuqing's handsome eyebrows were gradually covered with haze.
His tired face was filled with killing intent, and even his usually gentle eyes were bloodshot.
"Imperial Concubine, His Majesty doesn't like sweet food. My concubine never adds sugar to His Majesty's food, let alone this sweet candied date. Even if you love His Majesty, you shouldn't violate this taboo. You don't even know His Majesty's preferences. "
Yue Xiu smiled proudly. She put the food box on the dragon table and opened it for her to see: "This white fungus and lotus seed porridge is what His Majesty should eat. His Majesty is the ruler of a country. How can he eat the food made by Imperial Concubine. "
"Yue Xiu! Don't be rude to Imperial Concubine! "
Gu Yueyin scolded.
Yue Xiu was scared and quickly closed her mouth: "Imperial Concubine, please don't be angry. I … I was just reminding Imperial Concubine about His Majesty's preferences …"
Shen Yueji didn't respond. She took out the candied date porridge from the food box and put it in front of the man.
"Your Majesty, this candied date porridge is something this subject's concubine often ate when I was young. Paired with a few side dishes, although the taste can't compare to the exotic delicacies that Your Majesty is used to, this unique taste has its own special flavor. Your Majesty should try it first and see if this subject's concubine is right."
Feng Jiuqing took a pair of red and swollen hands in front of him.
"Does Imperial Concubine also have such a habit?"
Hearing this, Shen Yueji blinked and looked at the young Emperor with some confusion.
"Habit? What habit? "
"Nothing."
Feng Jiuqing took the soup spoon that she handed to him and looked at the familiar combination. Nine dates meant a long time. She wanted to be husband and wife with him forever.
There were also many other meanings that he had forgotten as time passed. Perhaps, he had never listened to her words seriously, or even remembered them in his heart.
He ate a candied date, and the sweet taste made the Emperor frown.
Seeing this, Shen Yueji hurriedly took out the side dishes from the food box and gave them to him.
The man picked up a piece of vegetable and put it into his mouth, his furrowed brows slowly relaxing.
Gu Yueyin's face twisted under the veil. How is this possible?
She personally made the white fungus and lotus seed porridge for the emperor. Before that, the emperor had always praised her exquisite cooking skills. How could it be defeated by Shen Yueji's insignificant candied date porridge?
Moreover, it was the sweets that the emperor hated the most.
"Your Majesty, you —"
She said unwillingly.
Feng Jiuqing looked up at her: "Gao Dezhong, send the Empress back to Xianghe Palace."
"Your Majesty …"
"Yin`er's face is still injured. The imperial physician said that she shouldn't be exposed to the wind. How could she have forgotten about this?"
Feng Jiuqing said to her patiently, "In the future, you can just leave such matters to the servants. There is no need to do it yourself."
Gu Yueyin's pale smile became forced, "Your Majesty is right, chen qie had forgotten this point."
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