Zhao Zhen said listlessly: "What's the matter?"

Chen Zhongheng, the eunuch next to him, stumbled in and said with excitement: "Official family, Zhouqiao Night Market has a new delicacy."

Zhao Zhen's eyes lit up, and then he felt something was wrong, so he said with a straight face: "What kind of delicacy?"

Chen Zhongheng turned around with a smile on his face, then clapped his hands.

A palace maid came in with a food box.

Chen Zhongheng said proudly: "Officials, when I got the news, I asked me to queue up. Finally, I grabbed a chicken. Officials, I tasted it."

Of course, the emperor had to try poison when eating, and Chen Zhongheng obviously had Zhao Zhen's trust.

Zhao Zhen coughed dryly, and then someone brought the chopsticks, and he picked up some meat from the chicken ribs...

"Well...sweet, fragrant, delicious...oh...and wine...so delicious!"

Seeing that he liked him, Chen Zhongheng said happily: "Official family, this chicken was made by the Liao envoy and hawker who taught people that day..."

Zhao Zhen was eating chicken and said casually: "I understand. I don't want to know about the other people. Don't say it, so you can avoid the husbands in the court tomorrow talking about me again."

Chen Zhongheng said angrily: "The officials, they live in a good place and eat good food, but they stare at you. This is unfair."
Chapter completed!