Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Chapter 1109: The mung bean cake stolen from the imper

Gu Nuo'er finished breakfast in Qinghe Palace.

I told Concubine Lu that I would go back to the side hall to rest.

In fact, he turned his feet and left Qinghe Hall directly.

At this moment, the little guy broke a huge lotus leaf out of nowhere.

She held the leaf pole and used lotus leaves for shade.

The heat of summer had dyed her soft and tender face a tinge of red.

Gu Nuo'er's eyes were sparkling, like clear flowing spring water.

"Well, if you guessed correctly, this is the Imperial Study Room."

The little guy stood still and looked at a gorgeous palace guarded by heavy troops not far away.

She looked left and right.

If she just passed by like this, she would definitely be stopped.

If I can't see Emperor Ling, I can't help the beautiful lady.

Gu Nuo'er's big moist and dark eyes blinked.

Suddenly thought of a way.

I do not know how long it has been.

Ling Tianyin brought many palace servants and returned to the imperial study from outside.

His face is really not very good-looking.

Because, this morning, the Zhong family forces who supported the Queen's faction once again united to put pressure on him.

The literati's mouth is really powerful, and it is almost a matter of saying that he does not bring the queen and the prince to worship the ancestors, which is about to destroy the country.

The personal **** didn't dare to speak when he saw Ling Tianyin's face ashen.

Ling Tianyin kicked open the door of the imperial study, obviously furious.

The **** handed over a cup of herbal tea at the right time. After Ling Tianyin drank it, he asked with a sullen face, "Did you tell the queen what I meant?"

"Speaking of which, the Queen Mother, she..." The **** deliberately paused before saying with a smile, "She can understand Your Majesty."

When Ling Tianyin heard this, he couldn't help but sneer.

"The queen gave you another look?"

The **** didn't speak, just lowered his head.

He didn't want to say good things to the queen, after all, her attitude towards him was really bad.

Moreover, the look on his face is also true.

Ling Tianyin put down the teacup heavily.

His eyes were cold and cold: "For so many years, the Queen has always liked Yang to follow Yin."

He stared at the eunuch: "You go out, I will be alone for a while."

The **** hurriedly bowed and resigned, closing the door before leaving.

Ling Tianyin turned around and was about to sit behind the table and review the memorial.

But suddenly found.

The whole plate of mung bean cake that was originally placed on his table seemed to be eaten by someone.

He picked up a piece suspiciously, with a row of tiny teeth marks on it.

has been bitten off.

How is this going?

When Ling Tianyin was in all kinds of doubts, the voice of the **** suddenly came from the door: "Your Majesty, Xiang Concubine asks to see you."

Ling Tianyin put down the pastry, and he pushed aside the plate that had been moved.

"Let her come in." After a while, let them check to see who was stealing the food.

The door was opened, and a slender figure with a fragrant temple and a shadow walked in gracefully.

"Chen and concubine see Your Majesty." Xiang Concubine bowed her head.

This beauty had an oval face, almond eyes, and shiny black hair.

Today, she seems to have specially dressed up, wearing a thin layer of purple gauze, showing the advantages of a plump figure.

Across a long distance, Ling Tianyin could smell the strong fragrance of fat powder on her body.

He couldn't help frowning: "What's the matter?"

The concubine brought up the food box she brought.

Her voice was as charming as water: "Your Majesty, the weather has been hot recently, and my concubine made a cool cake for you to taste."

With that, she turned around and closed the door of the imperial study.

He stepped forward with lotus steps and put the food box on the table.

Open the lid and there are six delicate bunny-shaped cold cakes inside.