As soon as he saw Fang Fei coming back, he immediately welcomed her in happily and said, "Madam, I made some delicious food today, please try it."
"Thank you, Mrs. Zhang..." Fang Fei took a piece of snack and put it to her mouth. Before she even ate it, she could already smell the rich aroma and steaming heat. This added a lot of heat to her body and even the slight chill in her heart. were quickly dispersed.
"Mother, please eat a little first."
But she took Zhang Niangniang's hand and said, "Thank you very much. Zhang Niangniang's cooking must be delicious. It's so fragrant..."
Zhang Niangniang watched with joy as she started to eat with relish. The way she spoke and smiled couldn't help but look like a little daughter - Zhang Niangniang discovered very early that she looked like this in front of her. This made Zhang Niangniang look like her. The empress felt very happy. She had never given birth to a child during her whole life in the palace. She did not expect that in her old age, she would have a young and lively girl. She looked so coquettish in front of her, and she really looked like a daughter.
Her heart warmed, and she realized that why she spared no effort to help her was not entirely because she was Feng Zhaoyi or Empress Feng, not entirely because of these - but also because of her little daughter-like attitude.
Zhang Niangniang felt warm in her heart. After watching her eat two pieces of snacks, she asked in a low voice: "Concubine Zuo Shu, is it done?"
"nailed it."
With a smile on her face, Empress Zhang sighed: "Empress, in fact, you don't have to give Concubine Zuo Shu a chance. She is also very mean and not a kind person. She has done harm behind her back many times..."
"Alas! Concubine Zuo Shu is so petty that she is vulnerable. She is also a pitiful person!" She also sighed. The main enemy now is Zhang Jieyu. Unite all those who can be united! Why bother making enemies everywhere.
"Your Majesty, I always feel that Zhang Jieyu is not that simple, just doing old tricks like Xiaohe."
Fang Fei nodded, feeling intuitively that Zhang Jieyu would certainly not be so simple. Xiao He might just be an illusion, an illusion that deceived her.
"Your Majesty, from now on, I will take care of these matters, or I will arrange for someone to do so. You really don't have to do it yourself."