"Wei Chen has something important to discuss with the emperor." Shen Yu walked up to the emperor and blinked.
The Prime Minister felt a little naughty... Qiang Ceyan's invisible eyes unconsciously curled up, turned around and stepped forward, "Since it is important, then go to my study."
Feng Daiyun, who had been ignored, saw that Shen Ji had really caught the emperor's eye. She was so anxious that she clenched her feet and smiled flatteringly, but also wanted to follow him.
"Women in the harem are not allowed to interfere in politics." Shen Yu turned around and smiled, "Since Concubine Feng is a noble concubine, she should be aware of it and does not need too many reminders of the truth."
Feng Daiyun stopped in her footsteps and smiled slightly, "Thank you, Prime Minister, for reminding me too much."
"You're welcome." Shen Jieyi turned around.
The emperor, who thought he was being left out, was dissatisfied: "I don't know why the prime minister talks so much. If I hadn't asked you about it in the court today, I'm afraid I wouldn't have said a word."
The Prime Minister has been like this these past few days, standing quietly at the bottom without saying a word, but he doesn't know how much he misses the Prime Minister's voice.
People's desires will become stronger. In the past, I just thought it was good to look at the Prime Minister, but now I want to listen to him. If the Prime Minister really talks to him, then Qiang Ceyan wants to have the hug that the Prime Minister gave when he was ill that day. .
"I'm hungry." Shen Jiu stopped as he walked into the emperor's palace.
He stepped forward and took the emperor's hand behind his back, hooked his little finger on the emperor's index finger, scratched it, and said, "Your Majesty, I'm hungry."
As he walked towards the study, he came to the place where the palace maids were placing feeding dishes. Qiang Ceyan lowered his eyes and smiled from the corner of his eye as he saw half of the drunken body leaning against him, feeling satisfied.
Shen Jun came here just to have something to eat. Following Qiang Ceyan, there were also palace maids and eunuchs. He asked Lao Gong to save his face: "Can I also sit down?"
"Isn't it just you who wants to eat..."
When Qiang Ceyan spoke, Shen Zui's hand had already left his. He felt slightly disappointed, and when he spoke again, there was some unconcealable dissatisfaction in his tone, "Sit down."
But when Shen Jue sat next to him, Qiang Ceyan's dissatisfied thoughts were replaced by Shen Jue's choice, and he became satisfied.
Watching the emperor eat, he really had a lot of taste. He couldn't help but eat in a hurry.
As for the emperor, he moved his mouth slightly, finished eating what was in his mouth, and slowly stopped his chopsticks when he looked at the prime minister who kept eating.
He seemed to prefer watching the Prime Minister eat than eating.
The Prime Minister's cheeks are always moving because of eating, and his side face looks like a small animal.
Qiang Ceyan suddenly had an overwhelming thought. As a monarch, he usually did what he wanted to do.
So, he took action.
Originally there was only a slight sound of clinking bowls and chopsticks, but after the emperor pinched the prime minister's face, the scene suddenly became quieter.
As if she was used to it, Shen Jiu slapped the male protagonist's hand away and continued to puff out her cheeks: "Don't be ridiculous, you are eating."
This sound frightened the eunuch helping to serve the dishes so much that he dropped his chopsticks.
Your Majesty, Your Majesty was actually beaten.
He still saw it, and his head was probably about to fall off.