"Anyway, I think the mother of Emperor Qiyun is really a very magical person. Some unofficial records say that the queen mother likes food very much and often asks the chef to study new dishes. So the emperor who also likes food also likes to study with the queen mother.
Eat food.” Huang Shiyuan flipped through a novel history in her hand and said with relish.
"Yes, the emperor and the empress dowager are both foodies. When the emperor was still a prince, he liked to eat. There were many chefs in the mansion." Han Ting leaned over and looked at the unofficial history in Huang Shiyuan's hands, "I read this unofficial history.
It's been more than ten times. I think some of the things recorded in it are real."
"Right? I think it's very real. Both mother and son are foodies, haha, they are still high-end foodies. They are not willing to share with the concubines. It is said that they are all eating by themselves. When Concubine An was still nobleman An was still a good person.
I like to go to pay tribute to the empress dowager, and it is said that I can eat freely. Later, I was ruthlessly driven away by the emperor." Huang Shiyuan said here and couldn't help laughing.
"Gui Ren An is chubby, he must be a foodie. He can eat all his flesh. This is similar to the emperor's ambition, and this is why the emperor likes her." Han Ting also laughed.
"You haven't thought that the emperor is such a foodie. Wouldn't he get fat? Why are you so sure that he has eight-pack abdominal muscles?" Tian Miao said coldly at this time.
Huang Shiyuan and Han Ting looked at Tianmiao at the same time. Their eyes moved from Tianmiao's face to her belly, and then they said, "The Emperor of Lucky must have the same physique as you, and they will not be fat if they like to eat."
Tianmiao: "..." Is it really good for a fan girl to be like this? Although she likes to eat it very much, her physique is really not as good as her.
"Your idol filters are too heavy. What if one day you know that Emperor Luck is a fat man, do you still like it?" Tian Miao couldn't help but ask a soul-searching question.
Huang Shiyuan and Han Ting looked at each other, and both nodded at the same time: "I like it!"
"Okay, I didn't ask." Tian Miao shook his head, then continued to turn around and eat cake and watch the show.
"Leave this for me." Han Ting reached out to the last small cake.
"No, I'll bear the pain of obesity alone. You'd better keep it beautiful with Tianmiao." Huang Shiyuan's devilish claws also extended to the small cake.
"No, no, I'll do it." Han Ting didn't let him go at all.
"Isn't it better for you to have half of it? If you fight again, I will help you eat it." Tian Miao stuffed the last bit of cake in his hand into his mouth and said.
Okay, the two of them stopped fighting and started to divide the cake with spoons.
Zhang Mengfei, who was on the side, looked at the people in front of him and joked, and felt extremely dazzling. It was obviously a dormitory, but it seemed to be divided into two worlds. She completely forgot about Tianmiao asking her if she wanted to eat cake.
After eating the cake, we watched the show together and everyone was about to wash up.
"Do you want to apply a facial mask?" Han Ting asked Huang Shiyuan, "It's been repaired by hydrating."
Huang Shiyuan took it over and took a look, and stuck out her tongue: "Be a friend?" Are the rich people making friends? This mask costs more than one hundred per piece. The flesh she used was painful. She usually used a mask that was more than thirty fast.
She has bought this kind of more than 100 times before.
"I'm poor enough, do you need it? You have no more shop after passing this village." Han Ting asked angrily.
"Use and use." Huang Shiyuan took it happily and prepared to wash her face and apply a facial mask.