The irritable prince's little crying bag is milky and sweet

"Such good cooking skills can't be wasted. Let him enter the palace and work in the imperial dining room?" The emperor looked at Feng Muting and said.

Feng Muting was stunned, not allowing him to think about anything, and he directly refused: "He is the servant of the minister, I am afraid that it is not convenient for him to work in the palace, not to mention that he is sloppy and can't do anything, so he went to the imperial dining room I'm afraid it will turn the world upside down, so it's better to let him stay by my son's side, and have my son keep an eye on him all the time."

Su Fuliu on the side couldn't help curling his lips after hearing this. Is it really good for the prince to speak ill of him in front of him? !

Feng Muting seemed to hear his voice for a moment, then glanced at him, causing him to immediately lower his head in fright.

"I just asked on a whim, you don't have to be so excited." The emperor replied.

"...I'm not excited. I'm afraid that he will serve you improperly, so let him stay in Prince Ting's mansion. After all, he is just a servant, not a cook." Feng Muting said.

"Okay, I won't rob you. Since you are so satisfied with him, let him stay by your side to serve you." The emperor said, and looked at Su Fuliu again.

Su Fuliu lowered his head and poked his fingers, not paying attention to the emperor's eyes at all.

All he knew was that he was a servant, so he had to stand by the side obediently, even if the master spoke ill of him, he had to listen.

However, he was quite afraid that the emperor would really call him into the palace.

The palace is enough for him.

If this enters the palace, wouldn't he be going crazy.

Now that he has finally got along with the prince, he doesn't want to enter the palace and go to a new environment.

But this matter is not what he said.

Fortunately, the prince did not agree.

Feng Muting also took a look at Su Fuliu, and said: "Father also saw it, but he is just dumbfounded and not smart at all, so he must not break the palace rules every day when he enters the palace?"

Su Fuliu, who was playing with his fingers, was taken aback when he heard that Feng Muting was speaking ill of him again, and then silently put down his hands.

He originally planned to comfort Feng Muting when he went back, but it seems that there is no need for this!snort!

The emperor withdrew his gaze, glanced at Feng Muting, and did not speak.

Feng Muting touched the tip of his nose subconsciously, but did not speak.

After eating, the emperor got up and said: "I will go to your concubine's room for a while, you...you can go around by yourself."

With that said, he left.

After watching the emperor leave, Feng Muting immediately looked at Su Fuliu: "Come here."

Su Fuliu was taken aback for a moment, then walked over: "What orders does the lord have?"

Feng Muting pushed a bowl of fish soup and a bowl of lotus root balls in front of him: "This king left it for you alone, eat it."

Su Fuliu's eyes lit up when he saw the food, he didn't expect the prince to keep it for him, he thought he was going to go back hungry: "Thank you, prince!"

He couldn't be moved.

"Do you want to warm it up?" Feng Muting asked.

"No, it's too troublesome, it's still warm, just eat it like this." Su Fuliu didn't want to be troublesome, if he took it to reheat and wasted time back and forth, he was already very hungry, so it's okay to eat like this.

"Okay, eat quickly." Feng Muting said.

Su Fuliu hurriedly sat down, but after sitting down, he was stunned for a moment.

Feng Muting asked, "What's wrong?"

"Small...no chopsticks." After saying that, Su Fuliu was about to get up and go to the kitchen, but he still had to go to the kitchen after all the messing around.

"Don't bother, if you don't mind, just use my king's chopsticks."

"Ah... this..." Su Fuliu was very surprised.

Feng Muting frowned immediately: "You actually despise me?"

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The author says:

Prince: Hmph, this king is really angry!