The favorite concubine of the system is in power

Chapter 124

Back then when Xiao Wanwan was learning equestrianism, she once bumped into two people hugging each other.

Although it was just an accident, when he recalled it now, this memory turned into a thorn stuck in his throat, which made him very unhappy.

Emperor Jiawen kept a cold face all afternoon, and Xiao Wanwan was no longer as lively as when he first left the palace, sitting on the carriage and weaving rope.

When going on tour, I chose the route that can reach the place in the south of the Yangtze River the fastest. This road is a little far from the capital to the next town, but fortunately, I passed the village on the way. A group of people who have a lot of money spend the night in a farmhouse with more rooms.

The two palace maids named Meng Zi and Meng Lan were at a loss for such a unique lady like Xiao Wanwan, they had never seen such a working lady before!
The stove in this farmer's house is not comparable to that in the palace. The stove is made of bricks, the fire hole is burnt black, dust rolls on the floor, and the side walls are even more gray.

The empress seemed completely oblivious to the harsh environment here. She sat on a small stool that was only two palms high, and added firewood to the stove in a dignified manner, and ordered: "Later, you scoop up the rice soup. Get up, and then go and scale those two fish."

The two palace maids agreed, and when they brought the processed fish, Xiao Wanwan waved his hands with a confident look: "You two have worked hard, I am enough here, you go out and rest."

There is no way in this world that palace maids rest and concubines do things, this really frustrates them!Even if the empress adapts to the new role too quickly, she is still a wife, and it is also unreasonable for a girl to order her.

Xiao Wanwan didn't care what they were thinking, but now she was only thinking about how to make that fish taste better, so as to conquer Emperor Jiawen's intractable stomach.

She crushed the garlic, poured a plate of sauce, chopped a little chopped green onion to add flavor, lifted the lid of the pot, steaming white mist billowed out, Xiao Wanwan took a wet cloth, pinched the edge of the plate, and The steamed fish was brought up, and the prepared sauce was poured over it.

Emperor Jiawen stood by the door with his chest folded and looked at Xiao Wanwan for a while. The woman seemed to be completely immersed in cooking and did not notice his arrival.

She was wearing a farmer's sarong around her body, probably because she had been busy for a long time, her face had two blushes, her hair on her forehead was a little messy, and her skirt was also wrinkled.

Xiao Wanwan took a small piece of fish and chewed it in her mouth with a serious look. Emperor Jiawen came up behind her, hugged her, and asked in a low voice, "Delicious?"

Xiao Wanwan didn't answer his question, she puffed her cheeks and muttered to herself, "It's clear that there is no lack of any flavor."

Emperor Jiawen couldn't help laughing, he turned Xiao Wanwan around and looked at her pink face: "The only thing missing is beauty."

Before Xiao Wanwan could react, he pecked her on the lips. Xiao Wanwan covered her mouth with her hand, opened her eyes slightly, and looked at him shyly and angrily.

Under such gazes, Emperor Jiawen somehow became a little hotter, and there was a sweet smell in his chest, mixed with a bit of sourness.

Emperor Jiawen had never encountered such a feeling in his life, and it made him at a loss what to do.

Xiao Wanwan pursed her lips: "Well, it's time to serve."

Emperor Jiawen pressed her hand: "Are you really going to make it for them to eat?"

Xiao Wanwan raised her head, with some doubts in her eyes: "Otherwise?"

Emperor Jiawen's ears were a little hot, and he suddenly felt a little stubborn: "No."

(End of this chapter)