Her Majesty Reprimanded

"In addition, I have something to report to the Emperor." Xiao Fen changed the subject.

"Go ahead."

As Little De handed over a plate of fried spring rolls, the emperor couldn't help grumbling, "We are the emperors, and the food we eat is not as good as yours. "I kind of want to eat the food made by Yi Qing …"

"Nope." Xiao Fen rejected her bluntly, "After the last time she burned her hand with hot oil, I forbade her to cook. She was just blindly pondering on her own. How could she compare to the culinary arts of the Emperor's imperial kitchens? It's just that once or twice the Emperor eats it and feels fresh. "

"Cut the crap. You try it, you try it!"

He wasn't stupid yet! He did not want Yi Qing to do it for him. Xiao Fen only wanted to have it for himself.

What do you mean sharing hardships, tsk tsk, it's all plastic flowers and brotherly love.