[Hurry up and come back to replace it in an hour, no need to buy again!]

She watched Zhen Chenhan order someone to catch another ordinary peacock, and then the two of them walked out of the Royal Beast Garden together.

This time they walked for more than half an hour.

Guan Xiaowan can be sure that the soles of his feet must have been worn out.

It's a pity that Zhen Chenhan doesn't have any sympathy for her, and he doesn't even look at her.

They returned to the imperial study room, Zhen Chenhan took a sip of tea, and then ordered someone to go to the imperial kitchen to prepare all the cakes and serve them.

The palace servants below were stunned for a moment when they heard this, and then immediately responded respectfully and retreated.

Guan Xiaowan stood aside for a while, her feet were really hurting, so she could only look pitifully at the living King of Hell who was reviewing the memorial.

Do you want to speak or not?

If I don't speak, I'm afraid my legs will be rotten if I stand there all day.

But if he opened his mouth, he would most likely be dragged out immediately and beaten to death with sticks.

According to what he just said, if his own blood is not enough, he can use people from the Prime Minister's Mansion to make up for it.

After struggling for a moment, Guan Xiaowan finally decided that the foot would be rotten if it was rotten.

It's better to be disabled than to be a wild ghost.

The air in the huge room suddenly became silent, and even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

Guan Xiaowan could only try to hold her breath and use as little air as possible to reduce her sense of presence.

Fortunately, at this time, the serving eunuch who had just finished the clouds had already led the maid carrying the tray in.

The trays were filled with hot, fresh pastries that had just come out of the basket.

The color, fragrance and flavor make people drool uncontrollably just looking at it.

Guan Xiaowan quietly raised her hand to touch her hungry belly, and looked eagerly at the cakes placed in front of her.

"You still don't want to eat?" Zhen Chenhan raised his eyes and glanced at her coldly: "Is it possible that you still want me to feed you myself?!"

"No! No need!" Guan Xiaowan quickly shook her head, then sat directly on the round stool beside the table, reached out to pick up a pastry and put it into her mouth.

But taking advantage of the spy, she raised her head and glanced at Zhen Chenhan quietly.

Seeing that he didn't have any objections, he immediately started eating happily.

Even his eyes narrowed into two crescent moons with joy.

But the more she ate, the more she felt something was wrong.

She only ate five or six kinds of pastries, and she only ate one from each plate, so the whole table was filled.

Moreover, there are still people from the palace who are sending them inside one after another.

"Is this... too much?! What should I do if I can't finish it all and waste it?" Guan Xiaowan asked in a low voice.

"Don't you want to gain weight? Of course you have to eat more, otherwise where can you get fat?" Zhen Chenhan put down the imperial pen in his hand and looked at his eunuch.

"Back to Your Majesty, we have already played 108 games, and there are still 212 games left." The other party immediately bent down and replied in detail.

When Guan Xiaowan heard this, he took a deep breath.

"If you feed me like this, not only will I not gain weight, but it will also hurt my body even more. If I get sick, I will lose even more weight." She looked for a way to survive for herself with a look of horror on her face.

A plate of cakes costs 3 pieces, so there are 320 plates in total, which is 960 yuan. If a pig were to eat this, it would not be able to eat it.

"It's so troublesome to raise a fat person?!" Zhen Chenhan frowned in displeasure.

Then his eyes were fixed on Guan Xiaowan, as if to confirm the truth or falsehood of her words.
Chapter completed!