It's hard to love a concubine

Chapter 117

If others are like this, they must think that the queen is deliberately neglected, but the queen is a prudent and fair person, so it is hard to say more. After all, the matter of the heir is imminent, and the queen's idea is also right. In [-], the emperor had been on the throne for two years, and he had been childless all the time. It was also the queen's fault.

Wanfu and Xianger stood waiting not far away, listening to Qian Xiyao and Qi Zhaoyi talking about the southern tour, Xianger looked frustrated, and said to Wanfu, "Eunuch Wan, your empress is so pitiful."

I'm sorry for your size!Wanfu hated iron and thought, so he just wanted to send a word to Qian Xiyao, yes, two words deserve it!I asked you to deliver soup, but you didn't deliver it, and I asked you to make clothes, but you lingered. It was just a pair of socks that had been sewn for seven days.
But Wanfu was angry and angry, but he was still thinking about whether to go to Xiuzhu's side to find out the news. It is logical that His Majesty is so fond of the concubine Zhen, so it is impossible not to bring someone with him?The southern tour lasted for two months.

Qi Zhaoyi comforted Qian Xiyao for a long time, which made Qian Xiyao very moved. Having such a heart-to-heart friend in the palace is considered a blessing from heaven. She felt that she cherished it, so in order to cooperate with Qi Zhaoyi's comfort, she felt sad for a while. , after all... His Majesty didn't ask her to go by name, so she must be sad, right?
Qi Zhaoyi was very worried, and walked away at every step, and Xiang'er also came to comfort her. In fact, what she was really sad about was...the business trip on the high school was gone!
In the evening, Qian Xiyao waited for dinner, but she didn't come when it was dark, Xiang'er's face was very ugly, Wan Fu walked around the yard angrily, and said to Xiang'er, "Go , let me go and see with my brother, what kind of god is stirring the shit stick."

With a puff, Xiang'er almost choked, thinking, these words are really...too bold.

The two went to the imperial dining room, one on the left and the other on the right. It was time for dinner, and there were more than [-] stoves inside that were fired together, and it was as hot as a steamer.

Usually, Xiang'er came here with a pleasant face, but Wanfu was different. He held his head up, just like the old man, and walked over awkwardly, asking, "Who's there?"

An eleven or twelve-year-old eunuch came out, "Oh, Mr. Wan, why are you here when you have time?"

Wanfu snorted, "Of course I have something to do here, call your master over."

The master of the little eunuch is Chef Meng, who is the leader of the imperial dining room, and usually has a lot of beef, but now he is sweating profusely cooking in there. When he heard Wanfu coming, he hurriedly handed over the dishes to another cook to fry. He ran out bumpily, the fat on his body dangling from side to side.

"What wind brought our Brother Wan here?"

Wanfu was also younger than Chef Meng, so he yelled like that, obviously meant to flatter him, Wanfu looked a little better now, and said, "Do you not want to do this errand?"

When Cook Meng heard this, he almost knelt down in fright, and asked with a pale face, "Brother Wan, what does this mean?"

(End of this chapter)