Linlang put these two items in the food box and handed them over.

Feng Shu took a look and saw that she didn't do any tricks to show off other snacks, and then his eyes showed a bit of satisfaction and contentment.

It’s not like I haven’t seen anyone with the ability before, but who didn’t obey her orders in the end?

She picked up the food box and left, not forgetting to knock it again before leaving.

"Don't blame me for my ugly words. In the past, you were appreciated by the Empress Dowager De in Shoukang Palace because of the Empress Dowager's kindness. But if you only rely on such a small thing to satisfy the emperor, it is just daydreaming!"

Linlang lowered his head, rarely replying, looking as if he was really shocked.

Just not for a while.

——Feng Shu came back again.

When she left just now, she still looked proud, but now it turned sunny and cloudy, and she was full of gloom.

"Sister Fengshu came to me. Do you have any suggestions about my abilities?" The girl squinted and smiled, with a fox's tail wagging behind her.

"The Emperor wants to see you!"

Feng Shu gritted his teeth and tried to maintain his composure.

She really couldn't figure out what Linlang had done to those two snacks, so much so that Murong Linshen, who had always been picky in the past, actually wanted to personally send people to see them.

"It seems that the emperor is quite satisfied with what I have." Linlang slapped the other person hard in the face again.

She didn't have a good temper to begin with.

I was born in an orphanage in my previous life, and my bones have been tempered with thorns.

No matter how angry Feng Shu was, he almost wanted to bite his molars in pieces. But he couldn't disobey his orders, so he had to lead Linlang to the palace honestly.

It has been a long time since I last saw the emperor.

I don't know if it was because of Xia Xiao, but the emperor lost a lot of weight, and his energy seemed not to be very good.

He was sitting in front of his desk at the moment, looking at a pile of memorials piled high.

"My slave, please see the Emperor. Long live the Emperor. Long live the Emperor." Linlang bowed with a big bow.

Murong Linshen put down the ink pen in his hand, raised his eyes to look at her, and chuckled, "As expected, it's you. I wonder when those cooks had such clever ideas."

"But the Queen Mother said before that she would send me a suitable manpower. Why are you just starting to make tea now?"

As soon as these words came out, Feng Shu beside him couldn't help but sweat broke out on his back.

Linlang glanced at her and thought about it for a moment before answering: "Sister Fengshu felt that my servant's cooking skills were not very good, so in order to serve the emperor better, I asked my servant to stay in the small kitchen to study more."

She didn't point it out directly, and she said it tactfully and pleasantly, but in fact, there are thorns everywhere when you think about it carefully.

After all, Feng Shu has been serving him for so many years.

Logically speaking, he is indeed considered a senior. If he complained directly to his face like this, I'm afraid it would be counterproductive.

"Um."

Murong Linshen glanced at Feng Shu, his eyes flashed slightly and said, "You will be solely responsible for the refreshments from now on, there is no need to ask others."

"Yes, slave, I obey." Linlang responded.

This is what she was waiting for.

Only when you have full power in your hands can you say whatever you say and ignore those who seek trouble. Otherwise, everything else is just talk.

Feng Shu's legs felt weak at the sight of the emperor.

After staying with the emperor for so many years, she had some understanding of Murong Linshen's temperament and knew that he was not easy to fool.

That means I understand everything, but I haven't tried to break it down.
Chapter completed!