Shocking! The entire court was drooling with envy because of me.

Shen Qing: "..."

So it turns out this is the Empress's own brother.

However, if we really want to talk about it, the Empress's death really had little to do with her.

"The Empress poisoned His Majesty's food, intending to harm him, and was therefore beaten to death by His Majesty."

Song Leye glared, gritting his teeth as he spoke: "He really is a dog emperor!!!"

That damned emperor deserves to die! He absolutely deserves to die!

Shen Qing added, "Before the Empress died, I even gave her a bite of durian mille-feuille."

Durian mille-feuille?

"Is durian mille-feuille as delicious as stew?" Song Leye asked subconsciously.

His attention smoothly shifted from the Queen's death to the durian mille-feuille without him even realizing it.

Shen Qing: "..."

It seems that Song Leye doesn't care much about his own sister.

In fact, the Empress had been in the palace for many years, and Song Leye was still young, so the time he spent with the Empress was not long.

"Durian mille-feuille and stew are two completely different kinds of food. Durian mille-feuille is cool and refreshing, with a creamy and fruity flavor, and can be considered a dessert."

Song Leye's eyes lit up: "That sounds amazing! Madam Shen, when are you going to make durian mille-feuille?"

"...We definitely can't make durian crepes on the battlefield, and besides, we're going to be fighting later..."

Before Shen Qing could finish speaking, suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves came from the left.

Turning his head, he saw a large group of Song family soldiers coming in a grand procession. The leader was a sturdy, dark-skinned man who looked somewhat like Song Leye.

"Little brother, Father sent me to rescue you!" Song Anbang shouted from his horse.

He had a clear goal in mind and spotted Song Leye standing in front of Shen Qing at a glance.

"Witch, release my little brother right now, or don't blame me for showing no mercy with this greatsword!"

The moment the words fell, all the Black Hawk Guards put down their bowls and rushed to Shen Qing's side.

Even the Song family army led by Zheng Quan rushed to the front.

"Don't even think about hurting Madam Shen!"

"If you dare to lay a finger on Madam Shen, you'll have to step over our dead bodies!"

"Yes, we will never stand by and watch you harm Madam Shen!"

"..."

The soldiers' thoughts were simple.

Although Madam Shen looks formidable, Song Anbang brought a large number of people with her.

With so many people bullying Madam Shen, they certainly couldn't just sit idly by.

Song Anbang frowned and his face darkened.

"A bunch of traitors!"

He had originally thought that the Song family army that Zheng Quan brought would help him, but these soldiers were only concerned with eating and now they were fighting him over a meal.

It's truly hateful.

"All Song family soldiers, listen to my command! Rescue the Second Young Master at all costs! Charge!!!" Song Anbang brandished his broadsword and was about to charge forward.

"Rush!!"

"kill!!"

The soldiers behind him were eager to try, their morale high.

Just then, a familiar shout rang out:

"etc!!!"

"Brother, don't rush in, and don't kill!"

"It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, brother, please calm down."

Song Leye shouted with all his might, afraid that Song Anbang wouldn't hear him.

Regardless of what the emperor might do, he had absolutely no intention of going against Lady Shen.

Durian mille-feuille, I wonder what it tastes like.

He also wanted to eat the big pot stew, he wanted to eat it a thousand times over.

Song Anbang: "???"

Is his brother mentally ill?

It's definitely true, it's definitely true that they've fallen into the witch's trap.

"Charge with me!" Song Anbang shouted again.

"elder brother--"

"Stop your attack! General Zheng said he wanted to fight Lady Shen fairly and squarely. This is a sneak attack!"

Song Leye shouted anxiously, and even ran to the front, pointing at Song Anbang and yelling.

Song Anbang: "..."

He was interrupted again.

I was completely deflated.

Zheng Quan chimed in, "Young Master, what are you doing meddling in this? We're going to start fighting right after we finish eating. Second Young Master doesn't need your help; I'll protect him!"

That posture seemed to suggest that he was annoyed by Song Anbang's meddling.

Song Anbang was completely speechless.

It feels like the whole world is against you.

"That witch is indeed powerful; she actually resorted to such despicable means."

"Song Family Army, heed my command..."

"Brother!" Song Leye interrupted Song Anbang, "Madam Shen is not a witch, and Zhang Tianshi is a fraud!"

"Madam Shen is just a beautiful and kind-hearted cook."

Song Anbang: "..."

Okay, I've been interrupted again.

Before coming, he had imagined countless possibilities, but he never expected that the biggest obstacle would be his own younger brother.

"Young Master, shall we... shall we still charge?" The soldier behind him asked tremblingly, his voice trembling with trepidation.

Song Anbang turned his head and saw that the 10,000 Song family soldiers he had brought were all cowering in fear, and as for morale, they had none at all.

"Even the second young master has defected to the enemy, what's the point of us fighting?"

"Yes, the second young master looks quite free and happy, not at all like someone who has been coerced by the enemy. In my opinion, we should surrender too."

"I think so too, and I can still smell the lingering aroma of food here, it smells really good."

"To be honest, I'm a little hungry."

"..."

As the commotion grew louder, Song Anbang's face darkened with each passing moment.

I feel like I've been abandoned by everyone.

Taking the opportunity, Song Leye said, "Why are you rinsing? Don't rinse, don't rinse."

"Brother, Madam Shen is a good person, it's the dog that deserves to die..."

He glanced around and saw that despite the commotion, the emperor was still in his tent and hadn't come out, showing no concern whatsoever about the situation on the battlefield.

So he rode up on a horse, leaned close to Song Anbang's ear, and whispered:

"It's that dog emperor! That dog emperor is the murderer who killed my sister! Listen to me, let's infiltrate the enemy camp and secretly kill that dog emperor!"

"Madam Shen is a good person; she really is just a beautiful and kind-hearted cook."

Upon hearing this, Song Anbang realized that his brother's surrender was feigned.

To kill the emperor?

Song Anbang glanced toward the emperor's tent.

The camp was surrounded by Black Hawk Guards, densely packed together.

To be honest, with morale low in the army, his 10,000 men have no chance of killing the emperor.

If what you say is true, then you are hiding in the enemy camp.

"General, why don't you stay with the Black Hawk Guard? You can enjoy some delicious food tomorrow." Just then, Shen Qing spoke up.

She certainly couldn't let Song Leye's younger brother and his ten thousand soldiers go.

But the big pot stew is no longer available today, so she has to find a way to keep people here.

"We are not enemies," she added with a smile.