Quick Transmigration: Male God, why are you blackened again?

Qin Ge: "..."

No, he doesn't want to.

Whether Qin Ge wanted it or not, a table of dinner was soon passed on.

In the Longji Hall, Qin Ge was given the gift to eat at the same table as the tyrant.

The emperor and his courtiers had dinner together since ancient times, and it could be regarded as the emperor's favor, so Qin Ge sat at the dining table without trembling too much, his posture was so calm that Eunuch Xia couldn't help but look sideways for a moment.

This was the first time Qin Ge sat at the same table with the tyrant after leaving the palace with fake death.

However, right now he is the king and he is the minister.

The palace people spread the dishes and lifted the gold-plated covers one by one, and a dazzling array of dishes caught the eye.

Qin Ge was startled.

Without him, coincidentally, these delicacies are the ones he used to eat when he was in the palace.

It is said that the princes and nobles have extravagant living habits, and the palace is full of Manchurian banquets. In fact, it is not the case, as many dishes are served according to the ancestor's rules, but the imperial dining room changes every day, and there is no repetition in a month. Therefore, it is said that all delicacies in the world are in the Forbidden Palace.

When Qin Ge first entered the palace, the imperial dining room did everything in its power to please him, always eating a lot of fish and meat, but there were always one or two dishes that he liked, so he only picked what he liked, and the rest were all the same. Don't touch, after the meal is withdrawn, the palace people will share the food.It's not extravagant waste.

Later, he ate and lived with the tyrant, and gradually all the dishes on the table became what he liked.

Qin Ge realized that he remembered these details clearly, he couldn't help raising his eyes to look at Jun Chenbi, this...is it a coincidence?

Zhuangyuan Lang looked over, and Jun Chenbi said, "Why, is the food not to your liking?"

Qin Ge said slowly: "The imperial meals in the palace are naturally excellent, and it just so happens that these dishes are the ones that I like to eat."

"Really." Jun Chenbi played with a bottle of gilt silver wine glass with his long fingers, and now he looked casual, without any hostility, but like a romantic family member on Moshang: "My imperial concubine also liked to eat these dishes in the past."

The virtuous concubine of the Qin family was named a noble concubine after her death.

My noble concubine.

Falling into Qin Ge's ears made him feel like he was being marked.

Qin Ge froze slightly.

He didn't know why the tyrant suddenly mentioned this in front of him - his other identity.

Did you find something?

However, Qin Ge quietly raised his eyes, the emperor's expression was indiscriminate, his crow feathers and long eyelashes drooping slightly, staring at the gilt silver wine glass in his hand, it was impossible to guess his real thoughts at all, as if those words were just mentioned casually.

Qin Ge settled down and forced himself not to think too much, otherwise he would show his feet, "... It is rumored that the emperor and concubine are affectionate, and I have heard of it when I am far away in Qingzhou."

Jun Chenbi: "So, last time at the theater, did Aiqing make a special trip to hear that play?"

"..."

Qin Ge's heart was beating violently.

The tyrant actually remembered that short episode outside the palace!

In just a second, Qin Ge's face showed just the right amount of surprise: "My minister... I thought His Majesty had forgotten about it, but I didn't expect His Majesty to remember it."

Facing the established facts, he did not choose to pretend to be stupid.

"That's right, I did listen to the "The Legend of the Emperor" in the theater that day, but when I left, I accidentally bumped into your majesty." Qin Ge said, "I didn't know your majesty's identity at that time, but I already felt that you Qi Yuxuan, with extraordinary background, I didn't expect you to be..."

Speaking of this, the gentle and gentle Zhuangyuan Lang smiled: "Speaking of which, this is also a wonderful fate."

He acted like a good courtier, as if he had never had a romantic relationship with Jun Chenbi at all, "It is my blessing to be able to serve His Majesty as a minister now, but... please express your condolences to Your Majesty."

condolences?

The emperor tasted these two words playfully between his lips and teeth, and suddenly, he smiled and said, "If I don't want to mourn, what do you think I should do, Aiqing?"

"..."

What can Qin Ge do?

He only pretended to share his worries for you, and persuaded him, "Dead people can't be resurrected..."

The smile on Jun Chenbi's lips turned into condensation, tainted with a strong hostility: "What if, the imperial concubine...isn't dead?"

He looked towards Qin Ge.

The narrow and beautiful phoenix eyes faintly revealed a bright red color.