Murong Qianqian saw it but was a little confused, "It's just that Concubine Zhen may have asked the wrong person. I like fried chicken and hamburgers the most."

"...What kind of pastry is this?" Concubine Zhen's face softened and she asked sullenly.

Sitting short on the bed, leaning against the pillow, Murong Qianqian explained with great interest: "This is a kind of fast food. The fried chicken is made of chicken wings wrapped in a layer of flour.

Then add salt, MSG, pepper and other spices, and then fry it in oil. It tastes crispy on the outside and crispy on the inside, and has a very good texture. And the hamburger is made of..."

As they talked, while everyone was drooling all over the floor, Murong Qianqian suddenly fell asleep.

Concubine Zhen had no choice but to put down the pile of things and leave angrily after giving many instructions.

Xiang Mo looked at Murong Qianqian who was leaning on the bedside, curled her lips and said, "Your Majesty, stop pretending."

"Xiangmo, it seems that you have become a roundworm in my belly." Murong Qianqian opened her eyes and laughed dryly.

Xiang Mo said in fear: "No, Xiang Mo doesn't want to be a roundworm yet. It's just that my queen usually snores like thunder when she sleeps, but today she is so gentle. You can use your toes to figure out why."

"..." Murong Qianqian had three black lines on her forehead and said with tears in her eyes: "Can you not be so direct?"

In the end, Murong Qianqian naturally didn't eat those things. Firstly, she was so sleepy that she didn't even have the strength to move her teeth. Secondly, she was not the same Murong Qianqian she once was, so she didn't like to eat almond-osmanthus cake.

However, these foods were cheaper than Xiang Mo, Si Da Huo Bao, Si Da Jin Hua and others, but that night, five of the nine people suffered from vomiting and diarrhea.

Murong Qianqian smelled the stench of feces wafting from the latrine, and shed a few handfuls of cold sweat from her forehead. It seemed that it was not advisable to stay here for a long time, so she had to quickly raise the money to leave.

Tonight was the first day of the new year. Xuanyuan Yao was sitting at the desk, flipping through the books in his hands carelessly. When he raised his head, he saw Murong Qianqian standing by the window pane.

He closed the book and joked: "The queen has a really unique hobby. She doesn't like to burn any incense, but she only likes the smell of the toilet."

With a frown on her face, Murong Qianqian looked at Xuanyuan Yao with a dark face, "The Emperor's taste is even more unique. There is so much cloth in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but you are so frugal in wearing a pair of pants with holes in the buttocks."

Xuanyuan Yao looked embarrassed, and subconsciously lifted up the python robe to look down, but his eyes couldn't reach that position, so he quietly reached out and touched it, "Murong Qianqian, you are kidding me!"

Murong Qianqian shook her head and smiled triumphantly, "Your Majesty, how dare I play tricks on you? How can you go to the toilet without a hole?"

"..." Xuanyuan Yao grinded his silver teeth and stood in front of Murong Qianqian with a movement of his body, "The queen knows my underwear very well."

Murong Qianqian took a step back and said with a smile: "I am not talented. The torn trousers that time are still hanging in the cabinet. Your Majesty, why don't you admire me and look up to me?"

Xuanyuan Yao's face turned green and red for a moment, "Let's go to sleep." Then he lay comfortably on the soft bed and turned around.

But Murong Qianqian could only swallow a handful of bitter tears in her stomach, huddled in a corner with a quilt, and hastily made the floor all night long.

When I woke up the next day, my back was sore and my bones were almost falling apart.
Chapter completed!