The best are seeking death every day, and the big guys are killing each other indiscriminately.

Soon new news reached Meng Simin's ears - the new master wanted to eat the food she cooked.

Meng Simin almost broke her teeth. This woman, the man who robbed her, dared to boss her around!

"Hurry up, this is His Highness's order. Do you want to be blamed?" The maid who came to deliver the message happened to be the one Meng Simin had offended before. Her eyes glanced at her swollen pig-headed face, and she could not conceal her schadenfreude.

"Some people want to fly up a branch and become a phoenix, but they don't even look at how much they weigh."

Meng Simin felt her face burning again, her fists loosened and tightened, and finally turned around and left.

She must climb up this cannibalistic feudal society!

When Meng Simin's prepared dishes were taken away by the maid, she followed them quietly, hoping to meet the love rival for a while, and then she finally knew the true face of the second master of the palace.

On the stone table in the courtyard, the little white tiger was enjoying the delicious food. Several maids and guards were surrounding it with loving eyes.

Meng Simin: ...Is this a love rival?

Wen Shao is not in the courtyard. As the regent, he always has so many things to be busy with.

Meng Simin walked forward quietly.

"What do you want to do?" A maid waiting beside Wen Bai saw her and asked coldly, "Is the palace a place where you can walk around casually?"

Meng Simin said: "I just want to see if the new master is satisfied with my food so that I can improve it..."

In the palace, there are clear levels of hierarchy, but before today, she was the most noble woman in the palace, and now she is scolded. The world is really cold. When you lose power, anyone can step on you.

Wen Bai was finally willing to bury his head. After eating for a while, his stomach was rounded. He was too young now and couldn't eat much no matter how greedy he was. He glanced at Meng Simin.

He was satisfied with the heroine's skills, but he didn't like this person.

Few women can say "I don't like" such a small and cute guy without any hesitation. Meng Simin was no exception. She moved slightly closer and was about to say something when the little white tiger suddenly He jumped and scratched her hard on the face!

"Ah!" Meng Simin screamed, took a few steps back and covered her face.

To be honest, Wen Bai's claws are not sharp yet, but she still has injuries on her face. The breeze will cause a burning sensation, not to mention being scratched like this, and there will be a light blood color on the red and swollen skin. imprint.

Hey, you’ll be full of energy when you’re full!

Wen Bai looked at the paw prints on Meng Simin's face with satisfaction, and was about to lower his head to enjoy the food, and then was picked up.

The maid cautiously dissuaded you: "Master Xiaobai, His Highness said not to let you eat too much."

"Ow~"

Ok.

Wen Bai fluttered his feet and reluctantly agreed.

He is an obedient tiger!

He can catch bad women, but he will never embarrass a little maid.

When the maid saw that he was well-behaved, she put down her worries. She thought that if the little tiger had a bad temper, she would suffer as well.

"You beast!" Meng Simin covered her face, shouted and rushed towards Wen Bai, wanting to teach him a lesson.

The guard stopped her: "How reckless! Is the Regent's Palace a place for you to act wild?"

The maid carefully protected Wen Bai and glared at Meng Simin. The cute little tiger in her arms had already made her heart wander. What's more, Meng Simin felt sorry for her when she was in power, so she spoke rudely at this time. .

"They say that white tigers understand human nature. I think Master Xiaobai has seen through your face. Go down, this is not a place for you. Cook, just do your job as a cook."

Wen Bai silently relayed what happened here to Wen Shao, and Wen Shao was not surprised.

[The heroine has this temperament. Now that she is at the bottom, she demands that everyone be equal. But later on she became the empress and never said that everyone is equal when she was playing with power. 】

A cook should do her duty as a cook, and Wen Shao taught her the same lesson today, but how could Meng Simin be willing to do so? She traveled here through time, and she was the destined daughter!

There is no mistress in the palace, and there is no maid to serve Wen Shao. During this half month, she is the most noble woman in the palace, and even the personal guards around Wen Shao are very polite to her.

There were even rumors among the servants that she might be promoted to aunt.

Meng Simin expressed disdain for this.

People at the bottom are people at the bottom, and they can't imagine what she wants. She didn't spend so much time on Wen Shao just to become a concubine.

If Wen Shao loves her, he can only love her. She wants to be the princess. If Wen Shao becomes emperor in the future, she will be the queen!

"Wait for me!" leaving an angry threat, Meng Simin turned around and left.

These servants who have been poisoned by feudal ethics are so irritating! Is she no better than a beast?

That beast caught her, she must make him pay the price!

At this time, Wen Shao was in the palace.

The little emperor, who had just turned twelve, sat upright on the dragon chair. Facing the mountains of memorials, he secretly glanced at his uncle sitting next to him.

Wen Shao leisurely put down the travel journal in his hand: "Your Majesty has thought it through. Is the discordant minister wasting his time?"

The little emperor made a sad face, pouted slightly and said coquettishly: "Uncle~"

"Stop." Wen Shao made a stop gesture and said seriously, "Your Majesty, do you want to sit here with me all the time, or do you want to follow me and learn to deal with these things?"

The little emperor said a little aggrievedly: "I just want to learn from you. Uncle Emperor, don't be angry."

Wen Shao's expression finally softened a little, and he picked up the top memorial: "Okay, let's get started."

The original person actually didn't know how to take care of children. To be more precise, he didn't know how to teach an emperor. After all, his own growth path did not follow the method of raising an emperor.

In the year when the young emperor first ascended the throne, the family tried to control the government, so he had to resort to iron-blooded methods and killed many people. The whole government and the public were so afraid of him that they did not dare to correct the way he taught the emperor.

Maybe they felt that the original person did it on purpose and deliberately raised the emperor to death.

In fact, the original person only taught the little emperor the way his parents and elder brothers raised him. Unfortunately, the little emperor did not have the understanding of the original person, so he still does not look like an emperor.

After all, he was only twelve years old, and the original body wanted to wait until he was fifteen before making strict demands on him. As for now, the original body was taking care of these matters for him.

Wen Shao would not do this. He wanted to teach his apprentices and take good care of themselves. When the little emperor could take on this responsibility, he would retire directly and be happy.

The pleasant afternoon finally passed. Before leaving, Wen Shao touched His Majesty the Emperor's head and said, "Xing'er is so good. After finishing these things, will the Emperor come to check tomorrow?"

The little emperor's eyes were a little red, and he tilted his head angrily: "No."