Si Tianyi, Si Nannan's biological father, raised his head when he heard the sound and wiped some oil on his mouth:
"Your Majesty, life outside the Great Wall is hard, and all my ministers are starving and losing weight!"
Emperor Nanyuan came closer, looked at the expression on his face, and then looked at the dozen empty plates piled up on the table, and was speechless for a moment.
Si Tianyi held the chicken leg in his mouth and moved his buttocks closer to him:
"How's it going? Is there anything unusual outside?"
Emperor Nanyuan's expression slowly became serious.
He imprisoned Si Tianyi and claimed that Si Tianyi was a traitor. He wanted to lower the vigilance of the traitors by making false claims to the east and attack the west, so that the real collaborators and traitors would surface.
Nanyuan is now in chaos, with hundreds of ghosts walking at night, some people are mingling among them, and some are plotting evil intentions. He has long wanted to reshuffle the cards.
But it’s only been one day, what’s the rush?
After the storm, all the monsters and monsters will emerge.
"I heard from the shadow guard that your daughter has tortured me a lot." Emperor Nanyuan sat down and was really excited when talking about this matter.
Rubbing his chin, he squinted his eyes thoughtfully:
"You'er has been arrogant and arrogant since he was a child. If Nannan girl can control him, our Sifeng family will be closer to each other."
Si Tianyi proudly placed his hands on his hips.
In the past three hundred years, the General's Mansion had only given birth to a girl like this, and she was such an outstanding girl, but she was so awesome!
etc!
"Don't be narcissistic. Who has kissed you?"
"What did you say?"
Emperor Nanyuan narrowed his eyes dangerously and made a gesture of tugging on his belt, "Would you like me to help you recall..."
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Fight against the prince's palace.
When Feng Zhiyou came back from the next court, there was nothing going on in the house except that everyone was afraid of ghosts. Has Si Nannan become good?
"Your Majesty, breakfast is ready."
The steward bowed respectfully, and the maid brought water to the King of War to cleanse his hands. Another maid dried him. Finally, the servants from the kitchen filed in with trays and placed dishes on the table.
The butler was waiting nearby and opened the lid of the first dish.
"Your Majesty, this is the roasted chicken prepared by the kitchen today..."
Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly.
His eyes were wide open, as if he had seen a ghost.
There was a gnawed chicken butt on the plate, with a coriander flower stuck on the chicken butt.
Feng Zhiyou frowned.
The housekeeper was shocked, "Your Majesty, the people in the kitchen must have been lazy and sent the wrong food. The old slave will go back and punish them!"
Quickly cover the lid, move the dish aside, and open the second dish:
"This is the colorful beef fillet famous in Jiangnan..."
His eyes widened.
Why are there only celery and chili left on the plate?
What about beef?
The third dish, Hong Zi Shredded Chicken and Cucumber, only cucumbers were left on the plate.
The fourth dish, roasted round fish with golden legs, only a complete fish skeleton was left there, and all the fish meat was removed.
The fifth course…
When the cover was uncovered, the housekeeper wanted to die, and his hands were shaking like Parkinson's disease. In the end, he no longer dared to remove the cover, and the expression on his face was uglier than crying.
Heaven!
O earth!
It's going to die, it's going to die!
Feng Zhiyou looked at the leftovers on the table, smiled as sinisterly as the cold winter moon, grabbed the sword and went straight to the kitchen.
Now, it is useless for the housekeeper to stop him. Even if the King of Heaven comes, there is no way he can stop him!
Kick open the kitchen door.
I saw the chubby carrot head hiding in the basket, and quickly stole things on the table when the cook wasn't paying attention. Once he got it, he quickly got back into the basket, and when he finished eating, he stretched out his hand to get it.
"Your Majesty..."
The servants in the kitchen were about to salute when Feng Zhiyou winked and they all withdrew.
He picked up his sword and walked towards the basket.
Soon, a greasy little chubby hand stretched out again and touched the table, touching left and right, but didn't touch anything.
"Huh?"
Why is there no food?
His little hands pattered around, and soon he touched a warm, slightly hard, oversized chicken paw.
As soon as her eyes lit up, she was about to take it into the basket and eat it secretly.
But I took it, grabbed it, squeezed it, and tried my best to suck it, but I couldn't move the big chicken claw.
