The male god is going black

Chapter 494
Murong Jing saw that she was eating delicious food, walked over, patted the table, and said: "Song Yun, you are so brave!"

Qian Yu felt that if he hadn't peeked at the dishes on the table from time to time, he might be more imposing!
She took another bite of the chicken leg and said, "Your Majesty have finished reading the memorial?"

"No!" What Murong Jing said was very confident.

Qian Yu nodded, ignored him, continued to eat, and yelled in ecstasy while eating, "Delicious! Delicious!"

Seeing that she was eating happily, Murong Jing turned around and was about to ask someone to cook for him. Only then did he realize that there was no one in the entire imperial kitchen, "Where is the person? Where is the imperial chef?"

"Oh, I saw that they were working hard, so I specially gave them a holiday!" Qian Yu said.

"Holiday? Who will cook for me during their holiday?" Murong Jing felt like he was going crazy!
Qianyu looked at him with a smile, "So, Your Majesty, have you finished reading the memorial?"

Murong Jing pointed at Qian Yu, "Song Yun, you... you are presumptuous! I am the emperor! You actually... I... I want to kill you! I want to kill you all!"

Qian Yu glanced at him and pouted, "Your Majesty, the show is over!"

Murong Jing was taken aback.

Qianyu ignored him and continued to chew on the chicken drumstick in his hand.

Murong Jing suddenly felt as if he had been punched on cotton. He sat opposite her in frustration, and just stretched out his hand to take the chopsticks...

Snapped!
Murong Jing looked at the oily handprint on the back of his hand, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked at the person in front of him.

After the beating, Qian Yu acted like a normal person and continued to eat the chicken legs.

There was a bit of surprise in Murong Jing's eyes. This Song Yun really looked like a different person. Forget it, now is not the time to dwell on this. He said: "I want to eat!"

Qian Yu raised her eyes, "You can eat after reading the memorial!"

Murong Jing was not convinced, "Why can you eat? Didn't you say that everyone is hungry with me?"

Qian Yu finally finished chewing the chicken legs, put the chicken bones aside, and smiled at Murong Jing: "Your Majesty, I gave this order, so I don't have to obey it!"

Murong Jing was silent, looking at her, then suddenly straightened his face and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will really kill you?"

Qian Yu took out an imperial decree from the chair and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you probably forgot that the first emperor once decreed that unless you rebel against me, you are not allowed to kill me!"

Murong Jing glared at her, "I suspect that you want to starve me to death and rebel!"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, if you don't starve to death, you will faint from starvation at most! When you are about to starve to death, Your Majesty, I will definitely feed you some millet porridge!" Qian Yu smiled harmlessly.

"you……"

Murong Jing wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Qian Yu, "Instead of talking to me here, Your Majesty, why not go back and read the memorial carefully!"

Murong Jing looked at Qian Yu who was smiling maliciously, stood up suddenly, turned around and left!
Song Yun was protected by the last emperor's decree, so he really couldn't do anything to him!But, do you think there is nothing I can do?

He left the imperial dining room and went all the way to the bedroom of his favorite concubine.

"See Your Majesty!" The noble concubine greeted her.

"My dear, please get up!" Murong Jing smiled and helped her up, "My dear, can we have dinner? I remember that you have a small kitchen!"

Hmph, the imperial dining room is not good, he still has a small kitchen!

The imperial concubine looked a little strange, and said: "The concubine hasn't eaten yet."

"That's great! I'm going to eat here today." Murong Jing said with a smile.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the imperial concubine knelt down.

"Your Majesty's forgiveness!"

Murong Jing looked at the woman who suddenly knelt down and had an ominous premonition, "What does this mean, my dear concubine?"

(End of this chapter)