When the emperor saw it, his eyes were filled with light. Even though he was still restrained in front of the queen, the light still flowed out and could not be suppressed.

The queen also smiled: "Oh, why are you boiled buns? I remember that you, Ama Qingtai, usually accepts stove food, but you have never seen boiled buns."

Wanxi bit her lip: "I just entered the palace and didn't know the rules in the palace. I only remember that I was at home. Every time it was the winter solstice, Ama and my mother would make cooked buns by themselves. The weather on the winter solstice was cold and dry. After eating the boiled buns, my sweat pores were blooming, and I felt comfortable all over. So today, the slave dared to make his own decisions. If he violated the rules in the palace, he would ask the emperor's master and the queen's master to punish him."

"So that's the case," the queen smiled: "When I told you, I also remembered that when I was a child, I had eaten boiled buns at home with the Winter Solstice. This is also good, the soup is hot and hot. I wonder if the emperor can use it to the face to enjoy it?"

The emperor looked faint and nodded slightly: "Get up."

Wanxi stood up and retreated to the door and stood with her head down. The emperor did not ask Mao Tuaner to have a meal, but directly reached out to grab the silver-inlaid dragon chopsticks. Wanxi glanced from afar and couldn't help but reminded her: "In the eight treasures turning heart dish next to her, there are soy sauce prepared by the slave, old vinegar, garlic sauce, minced pepper, ginger sauce, side dishes, and southern side dishes... The emperor just takes it as appropriate."

Even the queen smiled: "What a careful girl."

"I dare not guess the emperor's taste," Wanxi hurriedly squatted: "When I was at home, my family and even my neighbors ate it like this, so I just took these from the pickle house."

The emperor snorted lightly, and said nothing, and then picked up dumplings, dipped them in garlic sauce and vinegar, and put them into his mouth.

The emperor did not ask the queen to use it together, so the queen smiled and stood up with a blessing: "The emperor is going to have a meal, I will leave first. Wanxi, please stay and serve."

The emperor eats food in the palace, and according to the rules, he eats alone. Unless the last time was a very special situation such as the last time, the queen should not accompany him.

The emperor nodded, and the queen took Su Chun and others to withdraw.

In the warm pavilion, there were only Emperor and Wanxi. The two were half a room away, and there was a long silence that made people feel palpitations.

Wanxi lowered her head, and her heart was pulled high. She could only hear the slight sound of his chopsticks and bowls and plates, but she could not hear any chewing movements. Wanxi understood even more that even the Lord of the Nine Five had grown up under strict etiquette education since childhood. The rules were not only used by him to restrain the harem and subordinates, but also first of all, to restrain himself.

The scene just flowed silently and quietly. He only had food quietly, without saying anything, nor did he look up at her.

It was not until he gently put down his chopsticks and chewed all the food in his mouth that he looked up.

His eyes fell slowly on her face, but he summoned Li Yu.

Li Yu hurried in, personally delivered tooth soup and saliva, and waited for the emperor to rinse his mouth and clean his hands before bowing and leaving.

The emperor narrowed his eyes and looked at the person standing by the wall, and couldn't help but snorted softly: "Look, there is no need to post an extra picture of a lady on this wall in the future."

Wanxi's heart surging, and then her face turned red.
Chapter completed!