Jiang Lingyue narrowed her eyes and said softly: "I still remember when I first came to the palace, he had a red face every time he came to Baoyue Pavilion. He was only eighteen years old. You said, why did such a good young man have disappeared?"

"Even without that wedding, the emperor still cannot let the Wei family go. Miss, no matter whether you participate or not, the decline of the Wei family is destined. Miss is extremely intelligent, and the lady must understand this principle in her heart."

"But...if he changed the scene, maybe he wouldn't die?"

"The emperor is decisive in his killing, and King Rui is the son of Empress Dowager Wei. No matter what the scene is, the emperor cannot let him live."

When Jiang Lingyue heard this, she sighed, "Yes, the Queen Mother killed his biological mother. If I were me... If anyone dared to kill my father, I would definitely kill his whole family."

Xiangling smiled, "It's not the reason. Don't the lady know it in her heart? Miss, the emperor treats the lady sincerely. In the situation just now, the emperor didn't ask anything and favored the lady. That was Empress Hui, the legitimate daughter of the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion. In order not to let the lady get angry, the emperor didn't even want to listen to her say a word. In front of so many people, he would not give her any face."

Jiang Lingyue looked at Xiangling and said, "So what? So I should be grateful and hold his thigh and say thank you?"

Jiang Lingyue's words stunned Xiangling.

Jiang Lingyue stretched out, touched her stomach, and said, "Hey, I'm hungry, it's time to have lunch? I haven't finished the braised pork last night yet? Did you ask the chef to re-stew it? This braised pork is still getting more and more fragrant!"

When Jiang Lingyue slowly returned to Baoyue Pavilion and was about to have a feast, she saw that there was already one more person by the table in the restaurant.

Bai Zimo put the chopsticks into the plate of braised pork, added a piece of fat, thin, even and delicious meat, and brought it to his mouth.

Jiang Lingyue's gaze moved from Bai Zimo's chopsticks to the plate, and it turned out to be the last piece of braised pork!

Jiang Lingyue roared immediately, stepped forward, took the chopsticks from his hand, and roared angrily: "Who is going to touch my flesh!"

Click!

With Jiang Lingyue's actions, the last piece of braised pork fell to the ground and was executed generously.

As a carefully cooked piece of braised pork, it did not die in human mouths, but fell on the cold and hard floor. It was considered a death with no eyes closed and would not end well...

Jiang Lingyue looked at the piece of meat on the floor with pain, picked up the chopsticks in her hand and sucked it on Bai Zimo, "You bastard! You dare to steal my meat! I'll let you eat it!"

Bai Zimo pushed the fan in his hand and pressed the chopsticks in Jiang Lingyue's hand with a tremendous amount of effort, "Isn't it just a few pieces of braised pork, why should Miss Murong be so pissed off?"

Not just a few pieces of meat?

You know / shit!

The quality of ingredients and the chef's skills determine the final taste of the food.

But, in fact, even if it is the same dish, and the same chef cooks a hundred times, there are still a hundred flavors.

A truly perfect food, and a good time and place, is a probabilistic thing.

And the braised pork dish in front of you is the perfect dish that combines the right time, place and people.

However, Jiang Lingyue didn't taste it at all!

Bai Zimo ignored Jiang Lingyue's black face and hatred eyes, slowly pulled away the chopsticks from her hand and said, "Is this how you treat your benefactor?"

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