Tyrant love: little stunner, I want you

Come to think of it, ever since she thought of the fan fanning the ice cubes, a large amount of ice cubes are brought in every day in the Minggan Palace, and many palace people are responsible for fanning the fans, making the entire Minggan Palace cool all day long.

I don't know, that tyrant, in this cold and cold environment, will feel much better.

If she proposed to leave the palace, the tyrant should agree! ?

Just as Feng Xiaojiu was thinking, the person had already arrived in the study.

However, just as Feng Xiaojiu walked to the door, Yidie struck her head-on without knowing what it was.

Seeing this, Feng Xiaojiu was startled, her eyes widened, she thought she was going to die this time.

However, at the next moment, Feng Xiaojiu didn't know whether it was out of instinct or what, with a flick of her toes, she quickly dodged to the side.

Immediately afterwards, there was a 'bang bang' in my ears, and the sound of porcelain shattering.

Hearing this, Feng Xiaojiu couldn't help but exclaimed in shock.

She narrowed her beautiful eyes, and saw that the mess on the ground was a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs.

Luckily, this thing didn't hit her, otherwise, she would either be smashed to the bone or covered in a mess.

Just when Feng Xiaojiu was feeling relieved, Dugu Ming's angry voice came from inside the study.

"What is it? It's so unpalatable. The people in the imperial dining room don't know how to make other new dishes!? Every day is either delicacies from mountains and seas, or big fish and meat, or vegetables, nothing new!"

Following this violent voice, everyone in the study immediately fell to their knees and begged for mercy.

"Please make amends, the emperor, and the servant will do it again immediately."

"roll!"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Following the rubbing of clothes and the sound of footsteps in the study, a group of people immediately obeyed and filed out of the imperial study.

Seeing this, Feng Xiaojiu was the eunuch who was in charge of Dugu Ming's meals every day, and there was even a little bun among them.

Seeing Xiao Baozi's cute and lovable face covered with anger, Feng Xiaojiu immediately walked over and asked in a low voice.

"What's wrong!? The emperor is angry again!?"

"Xiao Jiuer, it's you! Hey, yes, it may be that the weather has been getting hotter and hotter recently. The emperor is picky. Last time, when Xiao Jiuer cooked dishes, the emperor ate appetizing ones. Now Xiao Jiuer After not cooking for the emperor, the emperor is not satisfied with any of the dishes we cook for the emperor."

Speaking of this, Xiao Baozi had a bitter and sad look on his face.

"Hey, what should I do!? The emperor was angry, and the consequences were very serious. I used to think that working in the imperial dining room was the best place, at least I could eat well every day, but now, hey, I eat every day. I'm nervous, worried that the emperor will get angry one day, and he will behead all of us cooks, I'm so afraid..."

As he talked, Xiao Baozi was about to cry.

The other group of people also looked downcast.

In the end, I didn't know who it was, or thought of something, and immediately said to Xiao Jiu'er.

"Xiao Jiuer, why don't you cook for us! Didn't the emperor always like your cooking the most!?"

"Uh, this..."

Xiao Jiu'er was taken aback when he heard the words, with slight hesitation.

After all, cooking for that tyrant in the imperial dining room is not an easy job.

It's okay if the tyrant is satisfied, but if he is not satisfied, it's not a joke.

Thinking of this, Feng Xiaojiu wanted to refuse.

However, everyone was terrified, and when they saw Feng Xiaojiu, they kept begging as if they had seen a savior.