Chapter 8 This is the result of sneaking food

  Just as Feng Changqing was about to have Qi Lin dragged over for severe torture, the door was pushed open.

  A faint fragrance came with the gentle breeze.

  Several palace maids brought in dishes in an orderly manner, carefully arranged them, and then retreated.

  Qilin was the last one to come in, with a plate of spare ribs in her hand.

  "Is this your concern?" Looking at the plain and dull dishes on the table, as well as a pot of porridge mixed with vegetable leaves, Feng Changqing was somewhat disbelieving. The palace staff had just taken away those exquisite dishes that far exceeded this one. "Did I not tell you, my stomach is very particular?"

  "People from the imperial family are naturally like that." Qilin didn't mind Feng Changqing's reaction, and she hastily prepared a bowl of porridge for him. She had only made one pot of green vegetable porridge, which was bitter, and had carelessly mixed in two stalks of scallions. There were also some egg rolls that she had made on a whim, but they were misshapen and some were even burnt. The only meat dish was the authentic sweet and sour pork ribs that she had suddenly thought of making for the first time today.

  "Do you plan on feeding this to me?" He took over Qilin's bowl with some speechlessness, but Qilin didn't stop at all.

  She handed the chopsticks to Feng Changqing, and she herself didn't hesitate, picking up her bowl and starting to eat. The bitter taste of the greens spread through the air, dispelling the sweetness that had been lingering, feeling extremely comfortable. She picked up another piece of scallion with her chopsticks, and it truly felt wonderful.

  "How come you're not eating?" Qi Lin was puzzled, only to realize that Feng Changqing hadn't touched his chopsticks after half a day. Suddenly remembering that Feng Changqing was the emperor, she put down her bowl and chopsticks, smiled slightly and said "Your Majesty, plain food may not be a happy meal, try it out, perhaps you'll gain something unexpected."

  Qilin personally scooped up a spoonful of clear congee with a ladle and let Feng Changqing open his lips slightly under her saintly smile, drinking it down.

  Qilin carefully observed Feng Changqing's reaction, first slightly furrowing his brow, then slowly relaxing, and then Qilin picked up a sprig of scallions with her chopsticks and put it into Feng Changqing's mouth. She said softly, "Your Majesty has a million things to attend to, delicious food is good, but the greasiness level is quite high, not good for Your Majesty's body. Clear porridge and light dishes are just right to relieve the pressure on Your Majesty's stomach. I also chose bitter-tasting green vegetables, although they taste bitter, they have the effect of clearing fire and detoxifying. Your Majesty will surely be refreshed and invigorated. And this cold-dressed scallion has a detoxifying effect. The flavor is just right to match the clear porridge."

  Here is the translation:

  At this point, Qilin was taken aback, put down her chopsticks and explained: "The toxins I mentioned refer to the waste produced by the human body when it is tired. Sometimes, if they accumulate too much, people will feel dizzy, but as long as they are adjusted slightly, there will be no major problem."

  Sheng Pa Feng Chang Qing mistakenly thought she had misunderstood something, Qi Lin hurriedly explained, but found that Feng Chang Qing tightly closed her lips, frowning at her with her eyebrows furrowed together. Was she thinking about what she just said? No way! Had it really happened?!

  Just as Zilin was struggling in her heart and preparing to explain clearly, she found that Feng Changqing's face slowly turned red, even his eyes started to turn red, and it seemed that flames could be seen in his eyes.

  "What? You're actually getting angry? Zilin didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, quickly knelt down and said "Your Majesty, what I just said was all nonsense, please don't take it to heart.""

  After finishing, she waited for Feng Changqing's serious criticism. However, it took a long time before the sound of ceramic clinking slowly came from beside her ear. Qi Lin quietly raised her eyes and found that Feng Changqing was slightly flustered as he rubbed the teapot. Unfortunately, the tea cup hadn't been replaced yet, but at this moment, Feng Changqing seemed to be craving the tea water very much.

  Could it be?? Qi Lin's eyes lit up, and without waiting for Feng Changqing to speak, Qi Lin hastily ran into the inner room to fetch a teapot, then rushed out to hand it over to Feng Changqing.

  "Knock, knock."

  A few sips of cool tea finally alleviated the spiciness in his mouth. He didn't expect that when he was poisoned earlier, he wasn't as flustered as this. He didn't think that a small scallion would make him break out in a cold sweat. The culprit was still Qilin.

  At this moment, Qilin looked like a child who had done something wrong, hanging his head and occasionally touching his ears. This reaction reduced his anger by a lot.

  "This is the worry you share with me?" The emphasis was placed on the two words "share worry", but Feng Changqing's gaze fell on the charred egg roll, its shape strange and unseen before.

  "I don't know if Your Majesty can eat spicy food... but..." Qilin carefully raised her eyes to look at Feng Changqing, only to find that his attention was not on her. Following his gaze, Qilin picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks and placed it in front of Feng Changqing, smiling "This is a specialty from my hometown, crispy and delicious."

  Qilin tried hard to attract Feng Changqing's attention with her egg rolls, but she didn't know that this behavior of hers was a temptation to him.

  But what made Feng Changqing even more puzzled was that he actually opened his mouth obediently.

  A crisp sound echoed in his mouth, followed by Feng Changqing's furrowed brow.

  "Knock knock."

  He forced himself to swallow hard and drank down all the tea in the teapot. Today was the most unlucky and humiliating day he had ever experienced.

  Life's first time waiting for a wife to come back and have dinner, finally waited until she came back and could have dinner, but was made a mess by strange things that were spicy, thought the new things were good, but they were sweet and wanted to kill people, didn't eat rice, but drank a lot of tea.

  Hasn't she figured out his preferences after all this time?!

  And yet, it was clearly him who got angry, so why is she the one lost in thought now?!

  "This is how you share worries for me?" Suppressing the anger in his heart, Feng Changqing drew out a fan from his waist and said coldly.

  "Yes." Zilin raised her chin, speaking neither servilely nor arrogantly, ignoring Feng Changqing's raised eyebrows, and continued, "Your Majesty's tastes are finally clear to me."

  "Huh? Feng Changqing was slightly stunned, looked at the dishes on the table again, and continued staring at Qi Lin."

  "The emperor doesn't like spicy or sweet dishes, but instead prefers light flavors. However, he will occasionally use strong tea to refresh himself. But strong tea isn't good for the body, so I've prepared a bitter vegetable congee that's good for you, even if it's a bit plain." As she spoke, Qilin picked up a piece of sugar and vinegar braised pork ribs and placed it in front of Feng Changqing, but he subconsciously leaned back to avoid it. Qilin looked at the pork ribs, which was one of her signature dishes, and without hesitation put it into her mouth. The subtle sweetness and acidity blended perfectly, and the just-right cooking time made the meat extremely tender and fragrant. "It's really delicious."

  Furrowing her brow, does this woman really have any worries for herself? Why is the person eating with such relish her?!

  He stretched out his hand and snatched the sugar and vinegar ribs that Qilin was about to put in her mouth, putting them into his own mouth. The taste was unexpectedly not bad.

  Two cups of tea time, a plate of sugar and vinegar ribs and a pot of clear porridge were eaten clean by Qilin and Feng Changqing.

  "Was that sweet egg roll and strange scallion prepared to find out my taste?" If so... Why did he seem a little happy?

  Qilin hesitated for a moment, wiped her mouth with a guilty look, and said "Uh... yeah."

  It's just to prove that Feng Changqing doesn't like sweets, as the saying goes, parents and children have similar tastes, so the Empress Dowager also doesn't like sweets. However, for some reason, it seems that the food of officials, nobles, and royalty all contain sugar; perhaps young people like it, but as one gets older, their taste changes.

  "However, the empress dowager won't like this." How could he not know what Qilin has been busy with these past few days? He's been watching her every day, it's just that tonight is a bit suspicious.

  But looking at the dishes on this table, he thought that Qilin was making an effort for the Empress Dowager.

  "What was I saying, I just thought you might like it." With both hands supporting her chin, she said softly "Because the food we usually eat has a faint sweetness to it, I thought it was your favorite."

  It's also a benefit that Qilin didn't get, in the deep palace, if you don't get favored, then nothing is yours, so her ingredients were all the worst, of course, sugar was scarce too, so there was no sugar in her food, maybe it's because the cooks saw she didn't complain, so they completely withheld those sugars for their own use.

  Wait, what's going on?

  Just as Zilin was thinking, she was pulled over by a strong force and fell into a warm embrace, smelling the faint dragon's saliva fragrance, listening to the strong heartbeat, her heart also accelerated.

  I don't know if Ah Piao is watching or not???

  Ah Piao... Qi Lin's consciousness seemed to have grown wings, and in an instant, it flew outside, passing through the heavy palace walls, arriving at the familiar White Tiger Mountain, beside the familiar small stream, as if she could still see the red color on the white stone.

  She remembered Ah Piao's embrace was warm, and his body had a faint fragrance. She also remembered... She still remembered him taking her through the artificial hills and trees, as if he were a god from heaven, coming to the mortal world for a stroll.

  "Bang"

  Qilin's eyes widened suddenly, and she finally reacted to being pushed to the ground by Feng Changqing. Feng Changqing's eyes were fixed on her lips, his long fingers rubbing against them in a rhythmic motion that was simply unbearable.

  Qilin didn't know that her current appearance would instead make Feng Changqing's **even stronger, he had completely skipped the step of convincing himself and was advancing towards Qilin's rosy lips.

  "What's wrong?"

  "I beg to report to Your Majesty, General Qin has an important matter to report."

  Xiaoningzi's voice outside the house was slightly urgent, presumably something important.

  But???? For Feng Changqing, this is a rhythm of seeking death.

  For Zilin, it was an angel who saved her life, and she took the opportunity to escape from Feng Changqing's prison.

  Feng Changqing quickly grabbed Qi Lin's ankle and smiled slightly, saying "I'm tired, let General Qin come again tomorrow."

  "This sentence is like a thunderbolt on a clear day, Qilin said strongly and calmly, 'Your Majesty, state affairs are important, it's better not to delay.'"

  "But...?" Feng Changqing pulled her back into his arms, burying his head in Qilin's neck and sniffing her scent. However, he suddenly caught a whiff of a sweet fragrance that instantly raised his ** to its peak. Holding back the intense **, he continued, "I suddenly want to have a child to play with. This is also a matter of national importance. My beloved concubine, do you want to be the number one meritorious subject?"

  Absolutely not! But Zilin couldn't say it out loud, saying so would be absolutely fatal.

  What's wrong? Ah Piao???

  Wait a minute, why am I thinking of Ah Piao at this time? He's actually the person I dislike the most.

  "Your Majesty, General Qin said it's related to the White Tiger Mountain, and it's a matter of great importance." As he spoke, Xiaoningzi had already put his head on his waist, wiping away the sweat from his forehead. He probably would be the first manager to die for disturbing the Emperor's good deeds.

  The words "Bai Hu Shan" were like a thunderclap, causing both Qi Lin and Feng Changqing to jump up at the same time. Feng Changqing quickly got up and adjusted his clothes.

  "I'm leaving this opportunity for merit to you." After finishing speaking, he walked to the door, opened it and saw Xiao Ningzi kneeling on the ground with his head bowed. He said, "Let General Qin wait in the imperial study, I'll be right there."

  Xiao Ningzi was taken aback, and quietly raised his head to see Feng Changqing's mouth with a faint smile. His heart skipped a beat as he had never seen this expression on Feng Changqing before, and hastily retreated in obedience.

  Until Feng Changqing left, Qi Lin finally let out a sigh of relief and was finally saved.

  "You look very disappointed."

  Ah!! Qilin suddenly sat up, looked around, and only saw Ah Piao closing the door. However, Qilin felt a warmth in her heart, but immediately put on an impatient expression.

  "Yes, this is what I've been spoiled with..."

  Before he could finish speaking, he felt a blackness before his eyes, and Ah Piao's rarely seen handsome face appeared in front of him.

  "Listen up."

  Qilin was taken aback. What kind of gaze was this? It was like the moon appearing on a cold winter's night, emitting a chilling coldness while also carrying a hint of human anger.

  It was the first time she saw him with such a serious and solemn expression.

  "Don't let him touch you."