The wind swept the clouds, and the scalded tripe bloomed in Xiliangxian's mouth, a fresh, spicy, crispy and tender taste.

She thought about it and said that the cold palace was now her territory. Although Li Fei and others said they came uninvited, it was not reasonable to only her and Zhu Meng sat in a hot pot.

So he raised the bowl and asked politely, "Do you... want to have something together?"

——I’m just waiting for your words!

"It is hard to refuse the kindness of the concubines, so I'm not polite!" Several people said in unison.

Xiliangxian: "..."

I am most afraid of your sudden enthusiasm.

Xiliangxian was just polite, but he knew that Concubine Li and the others really wanted to eat it, so they had to let Yueying Feixing add a few more pairs of chopsticks.

Concubine Li, Concubine Wei, and Bao Zhaoyi sat down on the wooden chair.

Although I came here to have a free meal, the few people were completely unconscious of the guests.

Concubine Li sat down carefully, her back straightened slightly, and she didn't want her palace clothes to touch the backrest of the wooden chair. She didn't know how many broken chairs found in the cold palace, so she shouldn't stain her clothes.

How uncomfortable it was to sit in the elementary school chicken position. She couldn't help but complain to Xiliangxian, "Imperial Concubine, do you have no better chairs in the palace? When I was sitting, the concubine felt that the bones on her body were about to fall apart~"

Xiliangxian glanced at her sideways, "..."

My bones are about to fall apart?

Do you think you were overwhelmed by a big truck?

Wei Jieyu also agreed with disdain, "That's right, at least I'll give you a mat, not even a cushion."

Xiliangxian sucked the mutton while squeezing back, "I'm so sorry. I'm trying to see the noble butts. Why don't you bring your own stools and come again tomorrow?"

Concubine Li and Concubine Wei stopped talking.

Bao Zhaoyi picked up the chopsticks and exclaimed, "Imperial Concubine, you actually use bamboo chopsticks for dinner, but there are no ivory chopsticks? I am used to using ivory chopsticks."

Xiliang Xian: "Bao Zhaoyi, ivory chopsticks are made of ivory. Each pair of ivory chopsticks represents the life of killing an elephant. Fortunately, it was in ancient times. If it were in modern times, would you have to go to jail? You just can't use a pair of ivory chopsticks. The elephant lost its life! When you eat with ivory chopsticks, don't you taste the blood that dripped?"

Bearing the national first-class protected animals, start with me.

Bao Zhaoyi: "..."

I've said it.

It has an internal flavor.

The hot pot suddenly stopped smelling.

Bao Zhaoyi is as quiet as a chicken.

...

There is nothing that cannot be solved by one hot pot. If there is one, then two meals!

I used to dislike the old chairs, the benches, and the chopsticks were useless, but now I eat them all in full swing.

It is hard to imagine that a piece of ordinary vegetable leaves can become so delicious if you rinse them in a red soup butter pan.

Originally, in order to maintain the figure and create a delicate and delicate feeling, Lifei and others, who had an appetite comparable to that of a bird, all opened their stomachs to eat.

Pin Zhu had flesh stuffed in his mouth. Seeing this, he became anxious and said vaguely, "Don't snatch me! Is this mine?"

On the hot pot table, there are no friends or sisters.

As soon as Zhu Bao said, Concubine Li, Concubine Wei Jieyu, and Bao Zhaoyi noticed her, and she was a little unbelievable, "...... Concubine Zhu, why have you lost weight?!"

The cheeks were bulging and the mouth was constantly swaying Zhu, "...is it swollen?"

She didn't feel anything herself.

When Xiliang Xian saw Zhu Ben every day, he found that she had lost weight, but it was not as impressive as Li Fei and others who saw Zhu Ben Ben who had lost half a circle. It was so impactful and intuitive.

The baby fat on Zhu Ben's cheeks fell off and the outline of her face appeared. Although she didn't want to admit it, compared to the round and smoothness of her before, Zhu Ben, who had lost half a circle of thinness, could be vaguely beautiful.

"Yes."

There is nothing happier than a fat guy who hears someone praise her for losing weight.

Pin Zhu was so happy that he was circling around.

It's about to fly.

"This is all the credit of the Imperial Concubine!" She looked at Xiliang Xian with admiration and praised without hesitation.

Meeting the eyes of Concubine Li, Concubine Wei Jie and Bao Zhaoyi, Xiliang Xian smiled slightly, hiding his merits and fame.

Concubine Li and others each had their own thoughts.

They all know how greedy Zhu's mouth is and how unsexual he doesn't like to exercise. How difficult it is to reduce his body body.

Now that it’s only been so short, Zhu Meng has lost half a circle of weight. In the long run, what would Zhu Meng become if she loses weight?

Concubine Zhu has a good foundation and will definitely be another strong enemy in the harem in the future.

In the past, Concubine Li and the others were intriguing and did not take Concubine Zhu seriously.

A fat man is first eliminated in the palace battle.

But now...

After realizing that Concubine Zhu could become a beauty after losing weight, Concubine Li and others had to pay attention to it.

At the same time, complain in my heart—

What the hell is this Xiliangxian? It’s very competitive with palace fighting, and it also helps Zhu Meng lose weight and become beautiful!

Suddenly, they remembered that Xiliangxian once said that he was willing to share the secret of being favored by the emperor alone. Could it be...

Concubine Li, "Concubine..."

Concubine Wei, "The Imperial Concubine..."

Bao Zhaoyi, "The Imperial Concubine..."

They spoke in unison.

As soon as he called out a title, several people looked at each other, with swords and swords in their eyes, and wars were everywhere.

At this moment, a eunuch's chant came from outside, "The emperor is here-"

Before the concubines could react, the bright yellow figure symbolizing the identity of the emperor stepped into the cold palace, with a gentle step and a noble aura.

As soon as he entered the cold palace, Di Jinglan seemed to think he had gone to the wrong place, such as walking to the Imperial Garden or at a palace banquet.

Otherwise, why is the remote, cold and quiet Biquan Palace as lively as a tea party?

The trees in the yard were blooming under the pear blossom trees. A brass pot was burned on the stone table, and the mist was gushes. The pot was filled with bright red and spicy soup, but it was not as bright as the women sitting around the table.

In addition to the red soup pot, there are also green and tender vegetables and various meat dishes on the table. However, they are all raw and have not been cooked yet.

Emperor Jinglan frowned and thought, can you eat raw?

However, seeing these concubines were having a great time eating, the taste was very spicy and delicious, which greatly increased the appetite.

The concubines sat together, smiling on their faces, looking very happy.

Di Jinglan: I shouldn’t be in the car, I should be under the car.

Di Jinglan was just thinking about whether he would turn around and leave. Xiliangxian wiped the corner of his mouth, and didn't even get up. He just sat lazily on the chair and greeted, "Your Majesty is here, do you want to eat something?"

Emperor Jinglan paused and walked over.

Asked with his hands behind his back.

"What's this?"

Xiliangxian's eyes bent and said, "If you go back to the emperor, this is hot pot~"
Chapter completed!