It smelled good, so he didn't say much at the moment and nodded: "Okay."
The green and white barley porridge was placed in front of Ziyu. Ziyu stirred the spoon in the bowl, filled a spoonful, and fed it into his mouth.
Outside the window, a golden light trembled.
At the same moment, go to the house.
"Greasy." Fang Yi couldn't eat anymore after a few bites.
I don’t know what Shangguan Xing’s appetite is. The dishes he ordered are all greasy and have a strong taste. Fang Yi has a light taste and has no interest in such delicacies.
Putting down his chopsticks, Fang Yi stood up and took the barley and mung bean porridge from the back of the table as Shangguanxing specially ordered: "I'll try this."
Han Yang, who was sitting opposite Fang Yi, frowned when he saw this: "Hypocritical." The banquet was obviously light and delicious, but he didn't know why Fang Yi disliked the greasy food. He didn't know whether it was because he disliked the person who brought the food or the person who brought it to him.
…
Not thinking about it, when he remembered that this was a banquet presented by Shangguan Xing to the whole family in the name of their eldest son, Hanyang suddenly looked up with understanding. None of their imperial concubines had invited them in her name or in the name of their eldest son.
The whole house is having a feast, and as soon as Shangguanxing comes...
this……
Hanyang immediately glanced sideways at Beiming Changfeng, who was still eating without realizing it, and then turned to look at Fang Yi.
The two of them looked at each other, and Hanyang lowered his head fiercely and started eating hard. He didn't know, he didn't guess anything or think of anything. Anyway, this relationship and harem matter is the eldest son's alone.
He can't interfere with things, well, he can't interfere.
When Fang saw Hanyang retracting his head like a tortoise, he couldn't help but shook his head in disgust, and then inadvertently glanced at the barley and mung bean porridge in his hand: "Why are there so many barleys?"
I've had a few sips of this, but when I stir it up, it's still full of barley. Even if this thing is delicious, I can't put so much in it and let everyone in the house eat it. This Shangguanxing really came down from the mountain. I thought it was too much.
It's just good. I've eaten too much of this stuff...
scare.
Suddenly, the hair on Fang Yi's back stood up, and his lazy expression suddenly froze.
Straightening his back, Fang raised his head and shouted sharply toward the door: "Where is the cook?"
"Here, here, here." The food delivery staff waiting outside the gate had been waiting nervously when their boss was sent to the Penalty Mansion. When they heard the sound, they immediately responded in a hurry and ran in one after another.
Fang Yi picked up the barley porridge in his hand and shouted with a very ugly face: "Does this porridge have a concubine?"
"What's wrong?" Hanyang was startled by Fang Yi's sudden sharp words. He raised his head and spoke in surprise. Beiming Changfeng, who had been eating silently next to him, also stopped and looked over.
"This...this..."
"Speak quickly." Fang Yi stood up immediately.
The few boys who ran in were shocked when they saw this. The boy at the front said nervously with a pale face: "Yes, yes, Miss Shangguan told me to invite the whole family."
Naturally, I don’t dare to miss out on the Crown Princess’s share, but the Crown Prince and the Commander-in-Chief can rest assured that Miss Shangguan has ordered that the Crown Princess cannot eat cold food while she is pregnant. She specifically ordered us to send warm food over, and we...
"
"Bastard." Fang didn't wait to hear it before he threw a bowl at the boys.
"Ah..." The boys were so frightened that they all knelt down, their faces pale: "The little ones know their mistakes, the little ones know their mistakes."