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

Climbing the wall was the best method Nangong Jing considered.

Thus, he was not considered to have left the Eastern Palace and was still under house arrest.

All he had to do was secretly buy all of Madam Shen's food and then sneak down from the wall without anyone noticing, and everything would be fine.

"Madam Shen, hurry up, hurry up and sell me a portion, I can't stay any longer." Nangong Jing's eyes were wide open, and he couldn't help but drool.

In addition, he hadn't eaten properly for the past two days, so he really looked like a starving ghost.

Shen Qing looked at Nangong Jing and smiled gently: "Sorry, we're out of rolls of cold noodles for today."

Nangong Jing: "???"

Sold out?

How could that be? As soon as Madam Shen's stall arrived at the East Palace, the servants reported it to him. He only climbed over the wall, how could he have sold out?

What's more, the protagonist who randomly sets up a stall, his father, the emperor, hasn't arrived yet!

"Madam Shen, please don't lie to me! How could they be sold out? Please give me one, I beg you!!"

While continuing to roll up the cold noodles, Shen Qing said, "There's a stall set up inside the palace, with a daily limit of five servings: one for the Imperial Concubine, one for Consort An, and one for the Princess."

Nangong Jing: "? Aren't there two more portions left??"

Shen Qing remained calm: "One for me, and one for Xiao Wang."

That's it.

As she spoke, she rolled up another portion of cold noodles and handed it directly to Wang Erdan, who looked completely bewildered.

"He's just a servant, does he even deserve to eat???" Nangong Jing was somewhat defensive on the wall.

The Imperial Concubine and Consort An are both people of the Emperor; he can't afford to offend them.

Nangong Yao is a princess, so he can accept having a share.

But why should a mere servant get to eat this? Even the crown prince can't afford it, so why should a lowly servant like him?

Wang Erdan held the plate, trembling, terrified.

No, even if Madam Shen dares to give it to him, he really doesn't dare to eat it.

That's His Highness the Crown Prince, the future emperor.

I have this inexplicable feeling that my head is about to fall off.

"Your servant, your servant, if all else fails, your servant..."

Shen Qing interrupted Wang Erdan directly: "Eat as much as you want. You're my assistant, so you should get a share."

"Everyone, don't just stand there, eat up and try this roll of cold noodles."

Shen Qing was very efficient; in the time it took to speak, he rolled out another copy.

Nangong Jing had already been won over by her delicious food, so there was no need for her to waste another dish on him.

Moreover, Nangong Jing is too malicious, and she doesn't want her delicious food to end up in the stomach of someone like him.

Upon hearing Shen Qing's words, Consort Li immediately said, "Yes, let's all try Lady Shen's roll of cold noodles."

"As for Your Highness, I advise you not to lean against the wall. If His Majesty sees you, he might reprimand you."

After saying that, she opened her mouth and took a big bite of the rolled cold skin.

He then squinted his eyes, looking quite pleased, and chewed for a long time before reluctantly swallowing it.

"What amazing food! I have never eaten anything so amazing before. It is so refreshing, sour and spicy, just perfect for this hot summer day."

Nangong Jing on the wall: "..."

I want to eat it, I really want to eat it, I really want to eat it.

No, Consort Li is eating with such relish!

Sour and spicy, refreshing and clean, what exactly does it taste like?

"Madam Shen, please sell me half! I beg you, I'll pay any price, I'm begging you!" Nangong Jing was almost crying.

Shen Qing cut each serving of rolled liangpi in half, so Nangong Jing, seeing that he couldn't get a whole serving, wanted half of it.

Shen Qing shook her head: "No, one serving each is just enough for us."

Then he took a bite himself.

Mmm, it smells so good.

"Xiao Wang, eat quickly, we'll pack up and go after you're done."

Wang Erdan: "..."

I'm scared.

Moreover, he had many questions in his mind.

Where is His Majesty? What should we do when His Majesty arrives? Should we tell him there's nothing left?

Won't you lose your head?

"Shen, Shen, Shen..."

"You dog servant, how dare you eat this? Bring it to me right now!!" Crown Prince Nangong Jing shouted from the top of the wall.

"It's okay, eat without worry." Shen Qing was incredibly calm.

It's as if they're not afraid even if the sky falls.

Forget it, forget it.

Since Madam Shen had said so, he decided to go all out.

Wang Erdan gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and took a big bite.

The moment it entered my mouth, the fear and tension vanished without a trace.

All that remained was the enjoyment of the food.

"Delicious, absolutely delicious..."

"Another classic after fried rice with egg and braised pork intestine noodles."

"Waaah, I have no regrets about dying, I have no regrets about dying."

Nangong Jing's eyes widened as if he had lost some priceless treasure.

"You dog slave, are you looking for death? You dog slave..." she cursed, her defenses broken.

Wang Erdan took one bite after another.

He kept muttering, "Delicious, delicious, it's worth dying for, it's worth dying for."

He completely ignored Nangong Jing.

Nangong Jing was so angry that he pounded on the wall; he had never felt so frustrated before.

Even though he felt frustrated, he still wanted to eat.

If I miss this opportunity, I don't know when I'll be able to eat rolled liangpi again.

He doesn't want to wait more than two months!

So he changed his target.

Their gaze fell on Nangong Yao.

At this moment, Consort Li, Su Jiao'er, and Consort An were eating cold noodles with gusto, their eating manners were extremely unrefined, completely unlike those of the emperor's concubines.

Only Nangong Yao frowned slightly, carefully observing the rolled cold noodles in front of her.

She couldn't understand how such a small dish as rolled cold noodles could drive everyone around her so crazy.

The Imperial Concubine, who usually cares most about her appearance, now has her mouth covered in red oil from eating. Consort An, who is usually proper and dignified, is now eating cold noodles like a madwoman.

"Delicious, delicious, delicious, delicious!"

"Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God."

Consort An only had these two sentences left to say, like a broken record.

Nangong Yao felt it was utterly outrageous, and thus hesitated to take a bite.

This gave Nangong Jingke an idea, and she shouted, "Royal sister, my dear royal sister!!!"

"Please give half to my brother, I beg you."

"Since I ate your rolled cold noodles today, you're my benefactor. From now on, whatever you want, I'll give it to you!!"

"Please, please, please! You're the very, very best royal sister!"

Hearing Nangong Jing's pig-like screams, a hint of disgust flashed in Nangong Yao's eyes.

She carried the plate and walked straight to the base of the wall.

"Yao'er..." Su Jiao'er couldn't help but call out.

She wanted to say that instead of giving the rolled-up cold noodles to the prince, she should give them to him; he wanted to eat them too.

Nangong Jing's eyes lit up with surprise and delight: "Royal sister, royal sister, I knew you were the best!"

He was finally able to eat the rolled liangpi (cold skin noodles) he had been longing for.

Then, under Nangong Jing's eager gaze, Nangong Yao picked up half of the rolled-up cold noodles.

He put it in his mouth.