Tyrant love: little stunner, I want you

"Well, that's for sure. In the past, I went to the palace to fill my stomach, but now, I'm working in the palace of the underworld, so accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger. My life is hanging on the emperor's waistband. So, I plan to save enough money to redeem myself and leave the palace."

Hearing Feng Xiaojiu's words, Xiao Baozi suddenly felt reasonable.

So being a companion is like a tiger, especially someone like Feng Xiaojiu, whoever changes her will have such thoughts.

"Well, Xiao Jiuer, you are right! But, do you have the money to redeem yourself!?"

"Uh, I don't have any right now, but it's only a tael of silver. I should save enough silver to go out soon!?"

After all, it’s only one or two, not too much, isn’t it! ?Besides, when they are eunuchs, they still get a monthly salary!

While Feng Xiaojiu was planning in his mind, the little bun beside him couldn't help but nodded his head in agreement when he heard the words.

"Well, Xiao Jiuer, you are right. We have a penny every month. As long as you don't buy anything, save it for a year or so, and you can leave the palace."

The little bun was counting hopefully.

However, when she heard Xiao Baozi's words, Feng Xiaojiu's whole body immediately froze like a fossil like a thunderbolt on the ground.

There is only one drop of money every month, so when and how long can I save for myself to redeem myself! ?

Perhaps, she had died at the hands of that tyrant before she had saved enough money to leave the palace.

Thinking of this, Feng Xiaojiu felt desperate.

As soon as the little face praised, he sighed.

Seeing Feng Xiaojiu's helpless face, Xiao Baozi wanted to say something, but saw a little eunuch who hurriedly walked towards them.

Feng Xiaojiu also saw it, raised her beautiful eyes, and recognized that the little eunuch was Xiao Guizi who was following Grandpa Bu, so she asked.

"Little Guizi, what's the matter?"

"Well, little Jiuer, the emperor said just now that he wanted to eat chicken at noon, so Grandpa Bu asked his servants to come over and tell you."

Hearing Xiao Guizi's words, Feng Xiaojiu couldn't help but nodded, and after Xiao Guizi left, she lowered her head and muttered to herself.

"Want to eat chicken!? Then what kind of chicken should I make to suit his appetite!?"

This is a very important question.After all, if it is not done well, it will be bad if the tyrant doesn't like it.

Thinking of this, Feng Xiaojiu, for the sake of safety, immediately asked the chef who had cooked for the emperor before.

After asking several chefs, Feng Xiaojiu realized that Dugu Ming's mouth is not generally picky!

Dugu Ming doesn't like fried, steamed and stewed chicken at all!

But if you don't do this, what will you do with the chicken?

Thinking of this, Feng Xiaojiu suddenly became distressed.

And as time passed by, Feng Xiaojiu became more and more anxious.

When Xiao Baozi saw this, he was also very anxious.

After all, Feng Xiaojiu and herself are now grasshoppers tied to the same rope, if one person is in trouble, everyone is in trouble!

So, the little bun became anxious.

"Xiao Jiu'er, what kind of chicken should we serve the emperor!? The emperor doesn't like fried, steamed and stewed chicken, so the only thing we can do is roast it! Why don't we make roast chicken for the emperor!"

As soon as Xiao Baozi said this, Feng Xiaojiu thought it was feasible, so she decided to make roast chicken.

But at this time, a chef came over and said kindly to Feng Xiaojiu.

"Hey, the grilled chicken is too ordinary. We did it once a few days ago, and the emperor didn't even move it!"