Hua Xiangrong: "..."

She rolled her eyes at Ye Deshun. This damn eunuch was really annoying for delaying her eating delicious food.

"Get lost." Fu Ningyuan uttered one word in a deep voice.

Ye Deshun pretended to be an aggrieved little lady, "Hey, you are so cruel to me." He stamped his foot and gouged out Hua Xiangrong fiercely. His eyes seemed to make a hole in Hua Xiangrong's face.

Finally, he reluctantly left.

In the entire hall, only Fu Ningyuan and Hua Xiangrong were left.

quiet!!!

It was so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat.

Did this emperor send everyone away just to get to know her? In fact, he was the fat little black guy?

"Little Fatty Black?" She opened her mouth tentatively, her voice was soft, and her lips were bitten like cherry blossom petals.

The man lowered his gaze, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, half-smiling, and sat down at the table, "Aren't you afraid that I will pick off your head when the Ninth Princess calls me that? I am not the fat little black guy you call me."

"You are Fatty Hei." Isn't it weird for him? If you really weren't Fatty Hei, then he would have been weird if he didn't snap her when she broke into his lounge just now.

After saying that, Hua Xiangrong moved a solid wood round stool and wanted to sit next to Fu Ningyuan.

Fu Ningyuan glanced at him sideways and asked jokingly: "Did I ask you to sit down?"

Hua Xiangrong didn't take his words seriously at all. She just put him on the left side of Fu Ningyuan and sat down on him.

"What the hell? Little Fatty Hei, are you able to get along? Tell me quickly, how did you become the emperor?"

Things in this world are unpredictable. She Hua Xiangrong grew up without a father or a mother. She was sold many times by human traffickers. Her life was as cheap as an ant. When she was a child, she ate and slept with stray dogs on the street just for a bite of food.

In the end, she didn't just enter the Ninth Prince's Mansion, she also became some sort of Ninth Prince's Concubine.

Although it is not genuine, at least it is.

Therefore, it was not surprising to her that Fatty Hei, who had the same fate as her, could become the emperor.

Fu Ningyuan covered his sleeves with his back, tilted his head, and looked at Hua Xiangrong, "I'll tell you one more time, I'm not the fat little black guy you said. If you continue to ignore me, I'll take your head off."

Hua Xiangrong's heart tightened, and she couldn't help but clenched her bare hands, her finger bones turning white. Could it be that she had really made a mistake?

"No, that's right. I would like to thank the Emperor for preparing this table of delicacies for me."

After saying that, without waiting for Fu Ningyuan to speak, he picked up the white jade chopsticks and prepared to eat.

Unexpectedly, a pair of big hands pressed down on her catkins, "When did I say that this table of dishes was prepared for you?"

When his fingertips brushed over the soft and delicate skin, his hand was a little reluctant to leave.

He raised his eyes and said jokingly: "Go, sit aside and watch me eat."

"???"

Hua Xiangrong has a big question mark on her face. What does it mean?

She was hungry, so he ordered someone to prepare a table full of delicacies.

The reason for co-writing is not for her to eat, but for her to eat and see?

I thought he was a good person just now, but hey, I take it back.

The man in front of me is absolutely bad.

She is now even more convinced that the so-called Emperor Tianqi in front of her is the little fat black man from back then.

Looking back on those days, when she was little, she bullied this fat little black guy a lot.
Chapter completed!