Gold Medal Hunter: The Emperor's Favorite Fox Concubine

He didn't say a word and put her hand in place. The book was still on the table. He reached out and moved the table in front of her. He arranged the book she was looking at, and even reached out to pour her tea.

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Bei Muqing looked at it blankly, and there was no time to speak. His father-in-law walked in with a snack.

"The snack is here, bring it in."

"Yes, the emperor." His father-in-law approached with a smile, took out the plates in the basket and placed them on the table in front of Bei Muqing, and then lifted the lid one by one: "Girl try it first, if it is not suitable, you can

Tell the slave, and the slave will take other things again.”

Bei Muqing's charming smile turned into a curve: "Thank you, these are great."

The so-called slave is about having no dignity. On weekdays, the master only blames you for your unfavorable work, so he can't say thank you. Therefore, his father-in-law, who originally had no good feelings for this so-called Qinger girl, is now

Just because of this sentence, I was happy with the new birth of Miss Qing'er.

"It's good that girls like it. Thank you, how can I afford it?"

"There is nothing that cannot be afforded. This is the basic etiquette of being a human being."

Zhongli Ye glanced at Bei Muqing, saying that he did not even have the most basic etiquette of being a human being? However, Zhongli Ye was still happy that she had conquered someone with such a simple sentence.

"The slave goes down first, and the girl calls her slave if she has something to do." Have you forgotten who is the real master?

"good."

His father-in-law retreated. Bei Muqing looked at the colorful pastries and did not eat immediately. Instead, he looked up at Zhongliye: "Your Majesty, although the matter has passed, there is one thing I still want to say."

"What do Qing'er want to say?" He took a chair and sat next to her.

Bei Muqing raised the corner of her mouth slightly and pointed to the table: "That's right, I think the chair is much better than the table." Zhongli Ye was stunned. He didn't think so much at that time, but now he looked at her

He looked like he wanted to laugh but didn't, raised his eyebrows: "How could Qing'er sit on a chair be easier than moving this table?"

It was obviously awkward thing for him, but he was a bit unfamiliar to bring the problem to her.

Bei Muqing glanced at him, but didn't say anything anymore. He reached out and grabbed a piece of dessert and put it in his mouth and took a bite.

Chew carefully and taste.

"How?" Seeing her eating so seriously, Zhongli Ye couldn't wait to ask.

She raised her smile, took another bite, and spoke to him seriously: "It's delicious, your Majesty can try it."

"I don't like sweets, but since Qing'er said it, I'll try it." After he said that, he reached out and took a small piece of dessert from the plate. He took a bite. It was sweet but not greasy and had a soft texture.

, indeed good.

He thought she loved everything that could enter his mouth, but he didn't expect that the mouth that was never picky about food could taste what kind of food was.

After eating the snacks in his hand, he picked up the tea and took a sip: "Your Majesty, it's time for you to deal with your business."

"Okay." He also poured a cup of tea and took a sip, then walked towards the imperial desk.

Bei Muqing actually spent the whole morning eating pastries, and she didn't read a few pages of the book in her hand. However, Zhongli Ye was really focused on handling political affairs. Xiao Yuer and his father-in-law were staying.

Outside, order at any time.

There was a faint sweet smell floating throughout the morning in the entire imperial study.