reading more The guests were speechless. After eating the last dish, Yuan Qingling counted and cooked the soup. There were ten dishes in total.
Originally, he thought that the emperor was frugal, but she didn't expect it to be so extravagant. It was amazing that two people had nine dishes and one soup.
Mu Ru handed him a hot towel and wiped the corner of the Emperor's mouth.
The rest of the food left.Yuan Qingling thought that the Emperor would not ask any more questions. The Queen was not feeling well, so he would go to see her.
She stood up and bowed, saying, "I don't dare to delay my father's visit. I'll take my leave first."
"Sit down!" Emperor Mingyuan pressed his hand down and swept his majestic eyes over her face. Then, he raised his hand to ask Mu Ru and the servants in the hall to leave.
Emperor Mingyuan and Yuan Qingling were sitting opposite each other. The distance between them was only an arm's length. When the people in the hall went out, the pressure came again.
However, after this meal, she also relaxed a lot.
"Have you got along well with Yu Wenhao?"
Yuan Qingling's expression turned solemn as he finally got to the point.
Although this question was beyond her expectation, it was not difficult to answer. It was just four words, abuse and beating.
She smiled and said, "Treat each other with respect!"
Emperor Mingyuan looked at her with a faint smile. "What do you think of Yu Wenhao?"
"Kind!" Yuan Qingling forced herself to cover her conscience and said with a smile.
This was not what the Emperor wanted to know. The Emperor had no time to care about the harmony between them.
Emperor Mingyuan laughed.
It sounded like a joke.
Yuan Qingling tried her best to maintain a smile.
"You've been married for a year, haven't you? There's no sound in the stomach. The so-called respect to each other is nothing more than this." Emperor Mingyuan said lightly with a smile.
It was so simple and straightforward that Yuan Qingling could still connect them together. "Keep working hard. I believe that I can add a golden grandson to His Majesty soon."
There was a flash of astonishment in Emperor Mingyuan's eyes. If an ordinary wife heard what her elder said, shouldn't she be uneasy or shy?
How could she say that she had been working hard? Don't you have to be shy?
However, Yuan Qingling thought that there was nothing wrong with her words. She maintained a decent and generous smile on her face.
Emperor Mingyuan said lightly, "Well, I'm waiting to have a grandson."
Yuan Qingling smiled and said, "Yes, I will live up to your expectations.
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How shameless!
Emperor Mingyuan paused for a moment. "How's Yu Wenhao?"
Yuan Qingling answered fluently, "Keep well."
"Go back and take care of Yu Wenhao!" Emperor Mingyuan raised his hand.
Yuan Qingling was stunned for a moment. "Is this the end?" It seemed that they had just entered the topic.
Emperor Mingyuan stood up and walked out. Mu Ru had already prepared a chariot outside. They left as soon as the Emperor got up.
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