Pick a Prince and Get Rich

There was silence in the study. When he mentioned this, Ji Ruchang recalled the situation at that time and couldn't help stirring up his lips.

"Well, I have my own opinion on this matter. Go back." Ji Ruchang suddenly facing the nearby MuQing wind, "go to the warehouse to find some herbs and antiques to take back to Chen Yuan."

Chen Yuan immediately said, "you don't have to be like this. Chen Yuan can't afford it!"

Ji Ruchang squinted at him. "This is what the king gave to Qi and Ning gaolang for the princess."

Smell speech, Chen Yuan black line all over the head slide down, unexpectedly is oneself will be wrong meaning, "grass people for parents thank the prince princess." He got up and followed Mu Qingfeng out of the study.

"My Lord, I will enter the palace with you." Xiao Zhan sees Ji Ruchang straightening his clothes, and the carriage outside is ready. The tunnel is empty.

"Cheng, go with me."

One before the other, they left the palace.

Palace of Heavenly Purity.

Tong Guan invited the empress first, and then invited huifei. Therefore, when huifei arrived, Shentu Minghui was already sitting in front of Ji Hongfeng's couch.

"My concubine to the emperor, empress, please say hello!" With a smile on his face, he took a look at Ji Hongfeng on the couch.

"Tong Guan, bring a soft stool to huifei." Ji Hongfeng pointed to the soft stool beside him.

"Thank you, Emperor!" Huifei sits on the soft stool and thanks. Then she goes to see Shentu Minghui sitting on one side.

As soon as she came in, Shen Tu Minghui put on a stiff face and looked indifferent. "Emperor, I've brought ginseng soup. You drink it first, and we'll discuss about new year's Eve."

As soon as the words fall, qiao'er, who is waiting by his side, breaks the prepared ginseng soup from the food box and hands it to Shen Tu Minghui.

"The queen has a heart." Ji Hongfeng's eyes looked at the ginseng soup she held in her hand.

Seeing this, huifei immediately stood up to stop: "coincidentally, my concubine let the small kitchen boil a thin rice porridge. It's soft and not greasy. It's most suitable for eating now. Emperor, why don't you try my concubine's first!"

Shentu Minghui saw that huifei wanted to do something bad for her. She put the ginseng soup on the table and said, "huifei, you don't know the rules. Can't the ginseng soup in our palace compare with your porridge?"

After being scolded by her, huifei immediately left the soft stool, bowed her head and knees, and said, "emperor, empress, I just want to have some porridge to nourish my stomach. I'll have some porridge first, and then I'll have the empress's ginseng soup. There's no other meaning. I'll ask the emperor for a lesson!"

Ji Hongfeng didn't know what they were thinking. One of them was to harm him, and the other was to save him. How could he reprimand huifei? He quickly asked the maids beside huifei to help her up.

"I'm a little hungry now. Let's have porridge first." Without avoiding the Queen's further criticism, Ji Hongfeng took a look at Tong Guan and said, "come and feed me."

"Yes, slave!" Tong Guan borrowed it from Gong E and fed it to the Emperor himself.

This white porridge is really soft and glutinous. Once you taste it, you will know that she has been working hard.

"When I summon you here today, I just want to know how to arrange this new year's Eve. I used to be presided over by the queen. I can rest assured." Ji Hongfeng said as he drank porridge.

"Emperor, you can rest assured to give this new year's Eve Palace Banquet to my concubine. My concubine will be as usual." Shentu Minghui finally had a little smile on her face.

Ji Hongfeng gave her a deep look. "It's because this year is different from the previous year that I summoned you two to come together. I want to let Princess Hui help you."

"The emperor!" As soon as he heard that he wanted huifei to help him, Shen Tu Minghui suddenly got up from the couch and looked at him condescensively. Suddenly he felt that he had made a mistake. He immediately bent over and said, "emperor, what's the difference this year? Does the emperor think that the empress is not doing well?"

Ji Hongfeng reaches out his hand to push the porridge from Tong Guan and stares at Shen Tu Minghui.