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Chapter 151 Do you regard your subordinates as the late emperors?
"If you want to go hungry, Aijia won't stop you."

Su Chengxi calmly stood up and walked away. Jing Jian chuckled, and when Su Chengxi came to the desk, he said with a smile: "Empress Dowager, please pass some pastries to my subordinates. It's too far away, my subordinates I can't reach it with my hands."

Su Chengxi stopped yawning, turned her head to look, and said in disbelief: "Are you calling Aijia?"

Jing Jian shook his head with a smile on his lips, and said softly, "Your Majesty, this subordinate didn't order you. This subordinate just wants the Empress Dowager to help you. Would you be willing, Your Majesty?"

His eyes hooked, smiling at her.

How can Su Chengxi say she doesn't want to?
The corners of her mouth curled up, she turned her eyes to look at the attractive pastries placed in front of the counter, stretched out her small white hand to pick up a piece, leaned over from the counter, and said with a smile: "How about you, Aijia?" ?”

Jing Jian looked at the fragrant cakes handed to him not far away.

Then he raised his head and followed the pastry to look at Su Chengxi, who was smiling like a flower.

His eyes flickered, and then he laughed out loud: "It couldn't be better."

Because of the large countertop, Su Chengxi almost lay down on the countertop when bringing the cakes over.

Even so, the pastry was not handed to Jing Jian's mouth. If he wanted to eat the pastry, he had to get up and pick it up in person.

He stood up under Su Chengxi's teasing gaze, put his hands on the desk, and leaned over to bite.

The moment he was about to bite into the pastry, Su Chengxi suddenly withdrew her hand, laughed and stuffed the pastry into her mouth, and ate happily, and then said triumphantly under Jing Jian's unexplained gaze: You want the Ai family to serve you, you have such a beautiful idea! If you want to eat, take it yourself, if you don’t want to eat, you will be hungry!"

Jing Jian stared at Su Chengxi, who left with a big smile, inexplicably.

Rubbing her forehead helplessly, she really wanted to pull her back so that she could teach her a lesson so that she would not be so naughty.

But I think it's good to see her laughing.

After a long silence, he sighed softly, walked around the table, picked up the pastry, put it in his mouth and took a bite, then froze for a moment, looked down, and saw that the white glutinous rice cake was wrapped with walnut and chestnut cake.

Jing Jian: "..."

He finally understood why Su Chengxi laughed so freely, it turned out that he had done something bad.

He swallowed the pastry that had been bitten into his mouth with difficulty, then picked up the teacup and poured a cup of tea, ready to wash away the unpleasant taste in his mouth, but before he drank it, he could already smell the tea.

Bitter and sour.

He froze again, at this moment, Su Chengxi's voice came from behind, and asked with a smile: "What? These are specially prepared for you by Aijia, don't you like it?"

Jing Jian paused, turned his head to look at the sly Su Chengxi, and then looked at the pastry and tea in his hand, his eyes instantly became deep and meaningful, and after a long while, he asked in a low voice: "The Empress Dowager, are you going to Do you regard this subordinate as the late emperor?"

Su Chengxi raised her feet and walked slowly towards Jingjian, looked up at his brows and eyes in the flickering candlelight, her eyes slowly moved down along the resolute face, swept across his chest, and then down...

Jing Jian's whole body froze when he was stared at, and his deep eyes were filled with anger. Just as he was about to reach out to grab Su Chengxi, he heard her chuckle, covered her mouth and said slowly: "You are not at all like the late emperor, although the Ai family I have forgotten many things, but today I have nothing to do and took out the portrait of the late emperor to have a look, he is more handsome than you, more elegant, and more in line with Aijia's aesthetics."

(End of this chapter)