Peerless Moe Concubine: Get the Black Belly of Your Highness

Chapter 645 Changes in Fengqi City
"Yes, I don't know what the Concubine Ying said to the concubine to make her panic!" Hanxiang replied obediently.

"Bring yourself to shame!" The King of Beijiang sneered, turned around and walked out.

Hanxiang's eyes fell on the letter he had seen before, and his eyes flickered.

Fragments of sunlight came from the window sills, Nalan Ying ordered the curtains in the room to be pulled tight because it was an eyesore, and the dim yellow light shone on her face, making her face white as jade.

"Your Majesty, can you eat something? If you don't eat, we won't survive!" A little girl cried pitifully on the ground.

Nalan Ying frowned, glanced at the little girl kneeling on the ground, then picked up the chopsticks, took a bite of food, and put it on her own plate.

"I've already touched the dish, take it down!" Nalan Ying said coldly.

"Ma'am, this!" The little girl's face was full of embarrassment.

"King!" The salutes of the maids suddenly came from outside, the little girl's expression changed, and she quickly knelt at Nalan Ying's feet, waiting for the king of Beijiang to step in.

"Ying'er, today's food is still to your liking?" The king of Beijiang looked happy, but when he saw that the food was good, the smile slowly froze on his face.

"You don't like these?" Beijiang Wang looked at her with a complicated expression and asked.

"Haven't I always been from Northern Xinjiang? Do I live beside the King? Why do I like to eat? The King of Northern Border doesn't know about it?" Nalan Ying teased.

"This king knows, but the servants may not do their duty. Today, this king is busy with official duties and forgot to explain to the imperial cook. There is such a big mistake. It really should be pulled out one by one and beheaded!" There was a touch of ruthlessness.

"Please be kind to the king, please be kind to the king!" As soon as the little girl heard what the king of Beijiang said, she trembled in fear and begged for mercy.

"Unexpectedly, you are also a tyrant!" Nalan Ying said dissatisfiedly to the King of Beijiang.

"This king is not!" The king of Beijiang couldn't laugh or cry when she said it.

"Since it's not like killing innocent people indiscriminately?" Nalan Ying asked him.

"Get up now!" the king of Beijiang looked at the maid and said.

"Yes!" The little girl stood up in fear, and looked at the king of Beijiang in fear.

"Go down, you have nothing to do here!" Beijiang Wang said softly.

"yes"!The little girl walked out anxiously.

"The food is cold, can I ask the kitchen to change another table for you?" Beijiang King looked at Nalanying and asked.

"No!" Nalan Ying shook his head.

"What?" A sense of frustration flashed across the eyes of the King of Beijiang.

"I want to eat baked potatoes!" Nalan Ying blurted out.

"Baked potatoes?" The King of Beijiang's expression froze, and he looked at Nalanying in confusion.

"In my memory, I once ate a very happy baked potato. You baked it for me. I think maybe I can remember something!" Nalan Ying said, looking sideways at the King of Beijiang.

The king of Beijiang pondered for a moment and nodded, "Okay, I'll take you to eat"!
When the people in the dining room brought baked black potatoes, Nalan Ying's entire face was as black and ugly as the potatoes.

"King!" The chef in the dining room looked at the king of Beijiang pitifully, with a disturbed expression on his face.

"Get off!" the king of Northern Xinjiang shouted.

Nalan Ying glanced at the dark potato, turned around and walked out.

"Ying'er, don't be angry!" the king of Beijiang said eagerly after her.

"You stay away from me"!Nalan Ying frowned and stared at him.

"Ying'er!" The king of Beijiang stood in front of her and blocked her way.

"You lied to me!" Nalan Ying said coldly.

"I didn't!" The King of Beijiang shook his head vigorously.

"The potatoes are not dark at all, let me bake them myself, they are even better than his!" Nalan Ying said loudly.

"Then can I bake it for you?" The king of Beijiang looked at her pleadingly.

"Okay!" Nalan Ying looked at his anxious expression, and her heart softened, so she nodded.

The king of Beijiang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and walked towards the garden with Nalan Ying.

Outside, Wang Ziyu took the maid to the imperial garden, and saw smoke rising from one place, he couldn't help but frowned and asked, "Who has the guts to burn things in the garden?"

"Reporting to the princess, the king brought the concubine Ying to bake potatoes there!" the little girl said in a low voice.

"What?" Wang Ziyu's expression changed.

"It's baked potatoes!" repeated the little girl.

"Baked potatoes?" Wang Ziyu frowned, and walked towards the place where the smoke came out.

"It's not like that, did you see that, if you string the branch through the potato, it won't burn your hand!" Nalan Ying said while teaching Beijiang King how to bake potatoes.

The king of Beijiang vowed to bake potatoes for her, but in the end, he let her do it herself, and his baked potatoes were almost inferior to those in the imperial kitchen.

"Here, try it!" Nalan Ying took the baked potato from the branch, and handed it to the king of Beijiang.

The king of Beijiang took the potato in her hand, a look of joy flashed across his face, looking at the baked golden potato, he refused to bite it down.

"What? Just look at it and don't eat it?" Nalan Ying baked another one, peeled off the skin, took a bite into his own mouth, and then looked at the King of Beijiang strangely.

"Reluctant to eat!" Beijiang King said in a sour tone.

After hearing this, Nalan Ying didn't speak, but ate the potatoes in her hand alone, then clapped her hands and left.

When meeting Wang Ziyu on the road, Nalan Ying walked past her without raising her eyelids.

Wang Ziyu walked to the side of the king of Beijiang, only to see that he was staring blankly at the pile of fire in a daze.

"King!" Wang Ziyu called out nervously.

The king of Beijiang rolled his eyes, and when he saw Wang Ziyu, he sneered and said, "She already knows the truth!"
"What truth?" Wang Ziyu looked at him puzzled.

"What are you pretending to be?" The king of Beijiang suddenly rushed to Wang Ziyu, pinned her down, and clasped her slender neck with one hand.

"King!" Wang Ziyu's eyes were full of horror.

"Did you tell Nalan Ying that I imprisoned Feng Yanli in the Linglong Pagoda? Did you?" the King of Beijiang snapped.

"I didn't, I didn't!" Wang Ziyu cried and argued.

"You didn't? Do you think this king is so easy to deceive?" The king of Beijiang began to bite Wang Ziyu's body like crazy.

Wang Ziyu closed his eyes, but tears rolled down his face and hit the soil beside him hard.

Outside the city of Beijiang, a carriage was rapidly driving towards the territory of Fengqi, and the person driving the carriage was a woman in gray with a headscarf.

I saw the woman walking while watching the movement inside the carriage. It wasn't until she walked a long way that the handsome man in the carriage woke up.

"Are you awake?" Seeing him open his eyes, the woman in gray immediately stopped the carriage and asked him condescendingly.

(End of this chapter)