Shocking! The entire court was drooling with envy because of me.

Everyone around was stunned, and Zhao Gou's eyes widened in disbelief.

Good heavens, His Majesty is actually going to feed the princess himself! This is incredibly rare, absolutely rare!

In all these years, when have they ever seen His Majesty feed anyone else?

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, they heard the emperor's voice, tinged with gentleness:

"Open your mouth, Yue'er, Daddy will feed you." He said as he picked up a small piece of noodles with his chopsticks, a doting smile on his lips.

To onlookers, it looked like they had seen a ghost.

Nangong Yue was young and didn't understand anything. She only felt that her father seemed different from the rumors.

Her eyes were bright, and her mouth was wide open, forming an "O" shape.

With a flick of the chopsticks, the noodles entered my mouth.

The little girl chewed and chewed, then suddenly started waving her hands excitedly, saying:

"These noodles smell so good, they taste amazing!"

"Is Yue'er's tongue feeling a little hot for some reason?"

Upon hearing this, the emperor burst into laughter:

"This is the taste of chili peppers. You're too young to have tried it before."

"Delicious, delicious~" Nangong Yue blinked and continued to look at the emperor.

Judging from his appearance, he clearly wanted to eat more.

The emperor smiled and said, "How about your father buys you one?"

"Okay, okay, thank you, Daddy. When Yue'er grows up, I will definitely earn lots and lots of money and buy you lots and lots of noodles."

Nangong Yue spoke in a childish, babyish voice.

The emperor was in an even better mood. As the ruler of the world, he had always been able to get whatever he wanted, and no one had ever offered to buy him anything.

Especially since the person who said this was a little child.

I couldn't help but feel grateful; the common people are so fortunate to be able to enjoy family bliss like this every day.

"Madam, Mr. Zhen would like to buy a bowl of noodles for my daughter as well, is that alright?" After sighing, the emperor asked Shen Qing.

Shen Qing nodded: "Of course."

"She's too young to eat spicy food, so I didn't add any dried chili peppers."

Children have a very sensitive sense of taste, especially for spiciness. This noodle dish not only doesn't contain dried chili peppers, but the flavor is also a bit milder.

This little girl looks to be only four or five years old. She must be particular about her diet, so her food must not be too strong.

Shen Qing began making braised pork intestine noodles; this was the last serving of braised pork intestine noodles for the day.

Attracting a little princess is an unexpected delight.

If all goes as expected, we'll be able to unlock new delicacies soon.

Shen Qing was preparing food, while the Emperor, holding Nangong Yue, asked with great interest:

"How old is Yue'er this year?"

"Has Daddy forgotten? Yue'er is four and a half years old~"

"Why did Yue'er run out alone?"

"Ants, Yue'er likes to play with ants, Yue'er secretly..." As she said this, the little girl even put her finger to her lips in a very convincing way.

"Oh, ants! Aren't you scared, Yue'er?"

"Don't be afraid, ants are very clever."

"What is Yue'er's mother's name?"

"..."

The more the emperor asked, the more discordant his voice became, but it was clear that he knew nothing about his daughter, Nangong Yue.

Age, hobbies, which concubine he was born to—he knew nothing about any of these things.

He had no prior memory of Nangong Yue.

However, the more I look at it, the more I like it.

Before long, a slightly milder version of braised pork intestine noodles was served.

Nangong Yue was overjoyed, clapping her hands incessantly: "Noodles! Noodles! Yue'er's noodles!"

"Come, let Daddy feed you." The emperor had become addicted to feeding his daughter.

"Father, Yue'er can stay here by herself. Yue'er hasn't needed anyone else to feed her for a long time."

Nangong Yue waved her little hand. She would soon grow up and have to feed herself, otherwise she would be embarrassed when she attended palace banquets in the future.

The emperor refused, saying, "Your father feeds you because he likes you. Come on, open your mouth."

"Open your mouth quickly."

"Father..."

Open your mouth.

For some reason, Nangong Yue felt a little scared and subconsciously opened her mouth.

"Yes, that's right, Father loves Yue'er the most." The Emperor's voice became more stern again.

"Thank you, Daddy!"

Nangong Yue's cheeks were bulging from eating; once the delicious food entered her mouth, her little fear disappeared.

So delicious! So delicious!

The pork intestines smell so good; every bite is bursting with juice. So delicious!

Father wants to feed Yue'er, it must be because he loves Yue'er.

Yue'er will reluctantly cooperate with her father.

The little girl convinced herself and ate it bite by bite.

The emperor, meanwhile, kept eating, his mood improving with each bite.

The joy of ordinary people is truly wonderful!

Shen Qing, standing to the side, watched, speechless.

This emperor is unbelievable! He loves Yue'er the most, but he's clearly only interested in enjoying being a father and completely disregards Nangong Yue's wishes.

A four-year-old child is at the age when self-awareness is awakening, and wants to try everything by himself, especially things like eating and dressing.

This emperor is really something; he's incompetent at handling state affairs, and he can't even be a good father. All he cares about is enjoying himself all day long.

What an adorable little girl, it's a pity she has an emperor father.

......

Meanwhile, in Consort Li's palace.

Consort Li leaned against the soft couch, a hint of anticipation in her eyes: "Didn't I send a palace maid to deliver the message? Why hasn't Lady Shen arrived yet?"

The maid Xiaolan chimed in, adding fuel to the fire: "She must have deliberately delayed you, Your Highness! She doesn't respect you at all!"

"However, if you ask her to deliver lunch, she probably won't dare not come. You must punish her severely later!"

"As for the braised pork intestine noodles, you absolutely must never eat them again. If you lose your current slim figure, it will be too late to regret it!"

The Empress has urged her, so she must quickly instigate the Imperial Concubine to deal with Lady Shen.

For Consort Li, the Emperor's favor was extremely important, and she also wanted the peacock feather gauze.

She had made up her mind to teach Shen Qing a lesson today.

But all I can think about is braised pork intestine noodles, fragrant braised pork intestine noodles.

"I won't eat it, I won't eat it, I just want to smell it." Consort Li swallowed lightly.

The way they looked, it was hard to believe they could resist eating.

Xiao Lan looked at him and felt utterly disappointed and disappointed.

A foodie is unlikely to amount to much!

When Madam Shen arrives, she must find a way to separate the Imperial Concubine from the fatty intestine noodles; only then will there be any chance of success.

The master and servant each had their own thoughts, but at this moment they were both waiting for Shen Qing.

Especially Consort Li, whose phoenix eyes were full of expectation.

Just then, a noise came from the doorway: "Your Majesty—"

Consort Li sat up abruptly from the soft couch, leaning slightly forward, almost as if she wanted to run away.

"How is it? Is it Madam Shen?"

Xiao Lan was also prepared. She planned to snatch the braised pork intestine noodles as soon as Shen Qing appeared and take them out!

At this moment, the sound of palace maids panting heavily could be heard:

"Your Majesty, Lady Shen is not in the Imperial Kitchen. She went to the market to set up a stall, and His Majesty went there too!!!"