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Chapter 892

"Sanlang's wife, can this food be eaten?" The queen asked the imperial kitchen to make another meal, which was light but delicious. After the meal was put on, Fang Jiang asked in a low voice.

Feng Qing held Fang Jiang's hand, "Mom, no one dared to do anything in the meal in full view of everyone, let's eat."

I was worried that it was inconvenient in the palace, so Fang Jiang didn't even eat much breakfast. Now I was so hungry that my chest was pressed against my back. The dumplings were small, and I ate less, and I was hungry quickly.

After all, he was a child. After the hot meal was brought up, he smelled the fragrance and moved his butt and looked at it with a longing in his eyes, but his little face was still serious.

Asking the palace maid who was about to serve to leave, Feng Qing waved to the Tuanzi.

The dumpling slid down from the stool and walked in front of Feng Qing in small steps.

Feng Qing put a bowl of tremella porridge in front of him, and then picked up two more shrimp dumplings. She urged, "Are you hungry? Eat quickly."

"Mom, eat too." Tuanzi swallowed. Although he was hungry, he still didn't eat it. He pushed the bowl in front of Feng Qing.

"Good son." Feng Qing scooped a spoonful of them and fed them to the mouth of Duanzi, "Mom feeds you."

The dumpling's face turned red. He opened his mouth and ate the spoon. After swallowing it, he said, "Mom, I'm already grown up and can eat it by myself."

Whenever Tuanzi talks to her in such a little adult tone, Feng Qingxin becomes weak and she feeds Tuanzi again, "No matter how old you are, it's still my mother's child. It's natural for her to feed you."

Xiao Bu nodded and entered the palace, he was inevitably nervous. Feng Qing wanted to hold him in his arms and rub him well.

Feng Qing still fed a bowl of porridge, two shrimp dumplings, and two pieces of crystal cake to the dumpling.

"Mom, I'm full." He stopped eating dumplings. He looked at Feng Qing uneasyly, and then looked at Fang Jiang, who had not moved his chopsticks. "Mom and grandma both eat."

"Sanlang's wife, don't let my dear grandson urge you anymore. Let's eat it soon." Fang Jiang smiled and led the dumpling to him, "My lady will eat it now."

Although the queen sent me some dishes this time, they were all exquisite. The kitchen probably received the queen's instructions. Feng Qing smelled it very much, but she listened to Fang Zheng's words and wanted to eat less and eat more.

Feng Qing drank the bird's nest porridge specially sent by the queen, and ate a few chopsticks of white cabbage and half a bowl of fish soup. Feng Qing pushed the remaining fish meat and seasonal vegetables to Fang Jiang's face, "Mom eat more."

Although Fang Jiang was hungry, her appetite was not very good. She really scared her. She ate Feng Qing's remaining half bowl of fish soup, ate a few shrimp dumplings and a few chopsticks to stew the beef and put down the chopsticks.

She whispered: "I heard from Sanlang that we can't go back for a while, and it's inconvenient to eat too much."

Even though the food in the palace was delicious, Fang Jiang still liked the food at home.

After Feng Qing persuaded him for a long time, Fang Jiang only ate a few more pieces of cakes.

Not long after Fang Jiang put down his chopsticks, a person came into the side palace. He was the first-class palace maid next to the queen. The palace maid saluted Feng Qing. She asked with a smile: "Has Mrs. Fang, Mrs. Fang and the young master eaten?"

Feng Qing nodded.

"The empress has finished eating, and the empress asked me to ask, Mrs. Fang is better? If it is better, I will help Mrs. Fang to the Imperial Garden. There are lanterns in the Imperial Garden today, which is very beautiful."

"Thank you for your relationship, I'm much better." The first time I came to the palace, I couldn't keep making special things.

Feng Qing stood up, she led Tuanzi and joined Fang Jiang's wife, led the way back to the main hall.

"Mrs. Fang is better?" The queen waved to Feng Qing.

"Thank you for your concern, this wife is much better."

"I originally wanted to give you a rest, but the emperor sent someone to come here, saying that the Imperial Garden Lantern Festival was ready, and it was rare to gather together this Mid-Autumn Festival. The emperor specifically asked to prepare more lanterns. We can enjoy the moon while enjoying the lanterns. This time there is a lantern king. The emperor also said that today, the lantern king will be rewarded to an adult. Mrs. Fang will go with me to take a look. How about it?" The queen explained in detail to Feng Qing.

"yes."

laugh--

Concubine Sang, who was so angry that she didn't eat, looked at Feng Qing and became angry again. She lifted her eyelids and said coldly: "Who is the most handsome in Kyoto now? Isn't it the Fang family?"

Although the words that followed were not said, no one present was stupid. Concubine Sang clearly told the lady present that the king of lamps must be given to the Fang family.

"Stop!" The queen who had been muddying with the poor can't help it. She glanced at Concubine Sang in a bad way, "Come here, Concubine Sang is unwell, so I'll send her back to Daikun Palace."

If there is a small fuss, the queen will turn a blind eye and even be happy to watch their fights. But today, Concubine Sang is really a little ignorant. Concubine Sang is a big deal, but the family of the court officials made the joke.

The queen's eyes fell on Feng Qing's face.

Today, the imperial concubine lost control and stamped the seal of this enviable Mrs. Fang.

Once a woman's jealousy is flooded, even the smartest person will easily lose his mind.

Once you lose your rationality, no matter how beautiful you are, you will become ugly.

If it weren't for the fear that Concubine Sang would lose her face, the queen would have wanted to let the emperor see what the woman he had pampered for so many years was like.
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