Quickly wear the sinister villain, let go of my tail

After Song Guo was named a noble concubine, she had everything she wanted and lived an extremely lazy life. Song Guo felt that she was being corrupted by such a luxurious life.

Even the little squirrel can’t resist such a wonderful life!

Song Guo enjoyed this kind of life very much at first, but after adapting for a while, he began to miss modern food and mobile phones.

Everything was good in ancient times, except for the lack of entertainment and snacks.

Spicy strips, fried chicken and potato chips, he missed them so much!

The little squirrel Song Guo became listless.

Shangguan Yuan was very annoyed when he saw Song Guo's miserable look. He pinched his chin and said in annoyance, "What's wrong with you? Who has offended you? I'll kill him!"

Song Guo looked confused. Who? Who bullied him? How could he not know?

The palace servants all knelt down tremblingly.

Shangguan Yuan had a gloomy face and said, "If you weren't bullied, why do you look like your parents have died?" Shangguan Yuan had a reason.

Song Guo repeatedly shook his head to deny, "No, I didn't do that. Don't talk nonsense." He didn't want his lover to go crazy and kill people.

"No one bullies me. I am the boss in the harem. Who dares to bully me?" Song Guo puffed out his chest proudly. What he said was true. Shangguan Yuan doted on him, and no one in the harem dared to look down on him.

"Then why do you have such a sad face?"

Song Guo pouted. A Yuan was too sensitive. He thought he had hidden his emotions perfectly.

Shangguan Yuan stared at Song Guo intently, determined to get to the bottom of the matter.

Song Guo had no choice but to tell the truth. He couldn't deceive his lover.

"I just want to eat something, but there is nothing in the palace."

Shangguan Yuan laughed angrily: "There is no palace in this world that doesn't have something. Tell me what you think. I am listening."

"I want to eat instant noodles, fried chicken, spicy strips..." Song Guo looked at Shangguan Yuan with burning eyes, hugged her lover, kissed her lover on the face again and again, and said sweet words: "Your Majesty is so good, Your Majesty is the most amazing, Guoguo likes Your Majesty the most."

Shangguan Yuan, who was being drugged, tried to keep a straight face, but the corners of his mouth curled up wildly and he couldn't control it at all. "You are so smooth-talking, don't think I will be fooled by you."

Song Guo grumbled that A Yuan was really arrogant and said one thing and meant another, and the smile on his face was not convincing at all.

The steward looked at his Majesty in admiration. As expected of his Majesty, he remained calm even in such a beautiful situation.

The next second, "Butler, ask the imperial chef to prepare the food that His Highness requested. If my beloved concubine likes it, then let them make it."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The steward thought to himself, His Highness is really scheming, he actually used the beauty trap on Your Majesty. It is true that heroes cannot resist the temptation of beautiful women, even tyrants are no exception.

The steward could only pray that this princess had a good heart, otherwise she would really become a concubine who brought disaster to the country.

By the way, what are instant noodles, fried chicken, and spicy strips? How come he has never heard of them? Is he too ignorant?

Chef Jiang stuffed a bulging purse into the butler's pocket and flattered him, "Butler Wang, what do you think these things are? I have never heard of them. Can you tell me more?"

Manager Wang pushed Chef Jiang's purse away and said, "It's not that we don't want to help you, but we don't know what these are. They are most likely the cuisine of the country of Chambord."

Chef Jiang had a bitter taste in his mouth as he stuffed the purse into the butler's hand. "Thank you, butler Wang, for telling me. It's just a small token of my respect. I hope you can say a few good words to His Majesty and His Highness."

Manager Wang accepted the purse and said, "We know."

Chef Jiang stayed where he was, smiling bitterly. This time, they, the chefs, had encountered a big problem.

Song Guo didn't know what the delicacies he was talking about were, which puzzled the chefs. They all huddled together to discuss what these foods were.

"Chef Jiang, what kind of noodles are these? Are they soup noodles? Noodles soaked in soup?"

"Chef He, do you know what this spicy strip is? I have never heard of it!"

“Fried chicken is chicken cooked in oil, right?!”

"I have never heard of these things. What should I do?" The imperial chefs looked at each other in bewilderment. What else could they do? They had to bite the bullet and serve the dishes. If the emperor got angry, they didn't know whether they could leave their bodies intact.

Lunch.

Delicious dishes were served on the table.

Shangguan Yuan asked: "Chief Steward Wang, where are the dishes that my beloved concubine ordered?"

"Your Majesty, Chef Jiang has already prepared the dishes. These are the ones in front of you."

Song Guo looked at the dishes in front of him and was greatly disappointed. This was not what he wanted at all.

Song Guo lost his appetite. Shangguan Yuan's face turned ugly and murderous. "Someone, take these things away and chop all those useless cooks out!" Why keep a cook who can't even cook properly?

The guards obeyed the order.

The palace servants held their breath, fearing that they would be implicated. The tyrant's wrath was more than they could bear.

Song Guo's eyes widened, and in a hurry, he grabbed his lover's sleeve, "Stop! These dishes are delicious, I want to eat them again. Your Majesty, please don't chop them, I like the dishes they cook."

He was just a little disappointed, but he never thought of killing the royal chefs.

Shangguan Yuan turned his head, with an indescribable coldness in his eyes.

The palace servants were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweats, fearing that Song Guo, if they spoke up to stop him, would anger the tyrant and cause him to die on the spot.

"Your Majesty, I'm hungry." Song Guo swallowed.

Shangguan Yuan reached out and pinched the soft flesh of Song Guo's cheek, and rescinded his order: "Forget it, if my beloved concubine likes to eat it, then leave it. The cooks will be kept and each of them will be punished with ten strokes of the cane."

Song Guo felt bad because it was because of him that the imperial chefs had to be punished.

The palace servants put the dishes back.

In order to prove that he really loves these dishes, Song Guo eats them to his heart's content and feeds his picky lover at the same time.

The surviving imperial chefs burst into tears of gratitude. His Highness was truly a living Bodhisattva. Their lives were saved. As for the ten great punishments, they were nothing to those of them who had managed to survive by chance.

The steward and the palace maids once again witnessed the special way His Majesty treated his own prince. His prince was the only one who could save someone from the furious His Majesty.

From this we can see that Your Highness occupies an important position in His Majesty's heart, and they must worship Your Highness as an ancestor.

The palace maids who served Song Guo secretly put their minds at ease, always reminding themselves to serve His Highness well and not make any mistakes, as His Highness was the most beloved one of His Majesty.

Shangguan Yuan could naturally notice that the palace servants were serving Song Guo more attentively, but he didn't care at all and was even somewhat satisfied. His beloved concubine was delicate and pampered, and the clumsy palace servants could not take good care of her. Only those who were more delicate could take good care of his beloved concubine.