Miss arrogant straw bag

Chapter 1857
Shi Yunsheng has been really scary these two days.

I used to think that Shi Yunsheng was nothing more than the Supreme Emperor, that is, the former Emperor.

Even if he was the emperor back then, he gave way, so he was naturally an ordinary old man.

Especially Shi Yunsheng has always been kind to her, so she didn't feel the majesty of Shi Yunsheng as the emperor.

Now that she was so serious, her legs trembled with fear.

It's really not like a person a few days ago.

"I didn't say any more, that is to say, it's still those gossips, right?" Shi Yunsheng seemed to be asking the little palace lady, but in fact, he said it with certainty.

The little maid was speechless and dared not say anything.

Shi Yuncheng snorted coldly, his face becoming more and more gloomy.

After a while, Shi Yunsheng said to the little maid: "Are you going to the imperial dining room again?"

The little maid nodded: "I will take Xueqiu to eat."

"Very good, next time you go to the imperial dining room, bring two plates of bean paste buns." Shi Yunsheng said.

"Your Majesty, do you want to eat bean paste buns? Now this servant will get you some." The little maid said courteously.

In addition to wanting to satisfy Shi Yunsheng's desire, more importantly, she also wanted to avoid Shi Yunsheng. The current Shi Yunsheng was really scary.

Sure enough, those who have been emperors are powerful, no matter whether they are sitting on the throne now or not.

The majesty that belongs to the emperor is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Shi Yunsheng thought for a while and said, "Okay, you can go there now."

"Yes." The little maid hurriedly went to the imperial dining room, and after half an hour, she came back and handed the bean paste bag to Shi Yunsheng.

The five small bean paste buns above are extraordinarily delicate.

Shi Yunsheng picked one up, put it to his mouth, took a bite, frowned, and asked, "Who made this? Why wasn't that imperial chef surnamed Gao made it?"

How did the little maid know that there would be a specially designated imperial chef to get a red bean paste bun, she knelt down on the ground in fear and kowtowed repeatedly: "I don't know, the emperor please spare me."

Shi Yuncheng snorted coldly and said, "Get up."

The half-eaten red bean paste bun was put back on the plate, and Shi Yuncheng instructed the little palace maid, "Go to the imperial dining room and tell them that it is the red bean paste bun I want to eat. They will naturally know who made it."

"Yes." The little maid quickly got up and said quickly.

Just as he turned around and was about to leave, Shi Yunsheng's voice sounded coldly: "Take this back, don't put it here as an eyesore!"

"Yes." The little maid hurriedly took the plate of bean paste buns away.

This time it didn't even work for half an hour, so the little maid brought back the bean paste buns.

After Shi Yunsheng took a sip, he finally ate it with satisfaction, and said while eating, "It's not so easy to make this small red bean paste bun. If it's made by someone else, it won't taste right."

The little maid nodded again and again, not daring to say anything.

Now she has finally realized the meaning of the phrase that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. She really doesn't know when the master will get angry.

If it is not done well, people will die.

As for the plate of bean paste buns that were sent back to the imperial dining room, they were put aside.

Such things that the master does not eat are often not thrown away directly, but are given to other eunuchs and maids by the people in the imperial dining room as favors.

(End of this chapter)