Chapter 1163 (1/2)
”Anyway, I think the empress of the emperor Qi Yun is really a magical figure. According to some unofficial records, the Empress Dowager likes delicious food very much and often asks the cook to study new dishes. So the emperor, who also likes food, likes to study food with the Empress Dowager Huang Shiyuan read an unofficial history in her hand and talked about it with relish.
”Yes, both the emperor and the Empress Dowager are eaters. The emperor liked to eat when he was still the prince, and there were many cooks in the mansion. ” Han Ting leaned over and looked at the unofficial history in Huang Shiyuan's hand. ”I've read this unofficial history no less than ten times. I think some of the things recorded in it are true. ”
”Right? I also think it's very real. Both mother and son are eaters. Ha ha, they are high-grade eaters. They are not willing to share with the concubines. It is said that they both ate by themselves. When Princess an was still an GUI, she liked to go and greet the Empress Dowager. It is said that she ate it by rubbing. Later, he was ruthlessly driven away by the emperor. ” Huang Shiyuan said here and couldn't help laughing.
”Angui is chubby. He must be a foodie. He eats all his meat. This is similar to the emperor's interests, which is why the emperor likes her. ” Han Ting also laughed.
”Don't you think that the emperor is such a eater, won't he get fat? How can you be so sure that he has eight abdominal muscles? ” Tianmiao said coolly at this time.
Huang Shiyuan and Han Ting look at Tianmiao at the same time. Their eyes move from Tianmiao's face to her stomach, and then they say: ”the emperor of Qi Yun must have the same constitution as you, and love to eat but not fat.”
The sky is dim Is it really good for me to be like this? Although the son smashes as she likes to eat, but the son smashes the physique really does not follow her.
”Your idol filter is too heavy. If one day you know that the emperor of Qi Yun is a fat man, do you still like it?” Tianmiao can't help but torture his soul.
Huang Shiyuan and Han Ting look at each other and nod at the same time: ”like it!”
”Well, when I didn't ask.” Tianmiao shakes his head, then continues to eat cake and watch the play.
”Leave this to me.” Han Ting reaches out to the last small cake.