Chapter 959 Sweet Eyes 13
Pretending not to notice, he walked back home, two rows of maids in white maid uniforms lined up on both sides of the gate, respectfully greeted Mu Furong.

"Welcome back my king!!"

"Exemption."

Mu Furong waved her hand just like she usually does when she sees these guys, without putting on airs.

Originally, she didn't like this set of etiquette, but Gong Er said that this is a must, even if one is an emperor, one must have a set of must-have etiquette.You can be kind, you can be approachable, but you must not let everyone think that you are easy to bully and easy to handle.

So etiquette... is indispensable.

Worshiped by the people, this is the basis of imperial art.

Mu Furong was rendered speechless by Gong Er's words, so there was no room for rebuttal.

As soon as I got home, I shouted like a big stomach king: "I'm hungry."

Then she sat on the chair with her legs crossed like a tsundere little princess. As soon as Gong Er came in, he helped her hold her shoulders and said at the same time, "Dinner is ready."

Following Gong Er's order, twelve dishes were served very quickly. Since this was not the Palace of the Royal Court, so regardless of specific requirements such as appetizers, main dishes, and desserts, they were served all at once to satisfy her appetite.

Mu Furong picked up the chopsticks and took a mouthful of fresh fried bamboo shoots.

Suddenly thought of...

"When on earth did you prepare the food?"

What Mu Furong was even more curious about was how Gong Er knew that she would eat at home. If she didn't eat at home, wouldn't all the food be wasted.

Gong Ershen said mysteriously: "They will always be ready when you need it most."

"very eloquent."

Although I feel that this is a bit wasteful.

But they will not be asked not to prepare.

Always prepare food for the master, this should be the basic requirement of the royal family.

If she doesn't eat at home, won't all the food be thrown away.Thinking of this, Mu Furong turned her head and glanced at all the waitresses, "If I don't come home next time, you can take care of these dishes yourself, don't pour them down, or it will ruin the chef's intentions."

The waitresses nodded one by one.

Just after taking two bites, Feng Junzi walked in, followed by a very angry white hair!

Mu Furong's hand holding the chopsticks became rattling. She wanted to say something sarcastic, but she was afraid of choking to death, so she turned her head and quietly asked Gong Er, "Why is he here?"

Isn't this her home?That guy came in and out like this, thinking it was in his ghost palace.

shameless!

Emperor Huangfu completely lost his usual aloofness, and it was impossible for him to stand here dryly, so as soon as he came, he "supported" Junzi Feng to sit on a chair, and said very seriously, "Master... ...you sit down."

Master...you sit down! !

Mu Furong almost threw up.

That high-ranking guy actually respects his teacher so much, are you kidding me?
The way Junzi Feng got along with Emperor Huangfu was indeed the same before, because in the emperor's house, the princes didn't enjoy much fatherly love when they were young.

For example, the memory of being picked up by my father is really poor.

And the little emperor went to Kunlun Mountain with Gong Jun since he was 6 years old. Although the six months were very difficult, he lived a very fulfilling life.

Occasionally he is sick, thirsty and tired... Master will take him to see a doctor, sleep with him at night, and occasionally take him down the mountain to see the scenery. It is commonplace.

(End of this chapter)

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