Your Majesty, you are under arrest

Wen Xining was thinking wildly, and she didn't know when she fell asleep. In the middle of the night, her stomach rumbled, and she was awakened by hunger.

Rubbing her flat stomach, Wen Xining lamented, so order porridge, it really can only be stuffed between the teeth, she usually has meat and dislikes.

And watching those ancient TV shows, the bride can't eat on the day of her wedding. If she starves for another day tomorrow, she will starve to death if she doesn't blow up.

Thinking of this, Wen Xining moved his hands and feet, there was no problem, and he had a little more strength than before.

After getting out of bed, she casually draped the red wedding dress on her body, opened the door, and tiptoed out.

She is going to find something to eat.

Outside, the moon and stars are sparse and the breeze is breezy.

Wen Xining couldn't help tightening her clothes, looking around with a pair of dark star eyes, it turned out that this was the ancient palace, it was really grand, so grand that she couldn't find her way, let alone the kitchen.

But the protest in her stomach was getting louder and louder. She sniffed and couldn't find it, so she just smelled it, the kitchen or something always smells.

Thinking of this, Wen Xining continued to move with her feet. During the turn and turn, she found sadly that she had lost her way. Now it's all right, she couldn't find the kitchen, and she couldn't even find the way back.

Just when she was feeling depressed, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in front of her. With a movement of her body, she had nimbly hidden behind a pillar. In a short while, a guard with a jug in one hand and a bag of things in the other was cursing. He took it over and said, "His grandfather, what kind of wine do you drink and what kind of meat do you eat in the middle of the night, you really treat me like an errand runner."

The guard walked past her without realizing it, his black eyes looked at the direction the guard came from, and the corners of Wen Xining's mouth slightly raised.

"Dining room." Muttering these two words, Wen Xining smiled triumphantly, took a deep breath, as if she had already smelled the smell of meat inside, pushed the door in, and with just one glance, she saw the neat and tidy dining room. There are two long tables full of chicken, duck and fish placed neatly on the long table.

How could she have forgotten that tomorrow is the day for the royal palace to hold a big banquet, and many of the dishes are prepared in the evening, so she is lucky.

Wen Xining was like an evil ghost haunting her, she pounced on it, grabbed a chicken, tore off a thigh, and gnawed fiercely.

Well, it tastes pretty good.

"Is it delicious?" Just as she was eating with relish, a voice came from behind, and Wen Xining nodded instinctively, "Mmm, delicious."