Suddenly a cheerful laughter sounded. Ling Xuewei raised her head and met Ye Moyan's half-smiling gaze.
In an instant, Ling Xuewei felt that her face was on fire.
"Emperor, how dare this person be so rude, let me deal with him!"
"Yeah, this kid is so arrogant, who does he think he is?"
…
The ministers were all filled with righteous indignation, as if they wished to cut Ling Xuewei into pieces with a thousand knives.
"You all, please step back." Ye Moyan said calmly.
"My subordinates will..." The minister thought that Ye Moyan was ordering them to take down Ling Xuewei, but he was stunned mid-sentence, "What?! Emperor..."
Everyone thought there was something wrong with their ears. The boy named Ling Mo was so rude to the emperor. According to the emperor's previous temper, he would have been executed on the spot. Why did he let this boy go today?
"Um?"
With a faint final note, everyone trembled and quickly bowed and bowed.
"Yes, I will retire."
The ministers filed out one by one, and Fu Ji, who was walking behind, looked deeply at Ye Moyan and Ling Xuewei with deep eyes.
When they got outside, the ministers were in a rage.
"Master Prime Minister, what do you think is going on? How could the emperor let that kid go?"
"Yes, if it had been anyone else, he would have been cut to pieces long ago. How can you still keep him till now?"
"Who is this kid? How can he be so valued by the emperor?"
…
The ministers were talking in a hurry.
Fu Ji said lightly, "It seems that you are too idle? Are you even asking about the emperor's affairs?"
"Don't you dare? Just pretend I didn't ask..."
"Ah, I remember that I still have a few memorials to write. Let's go now!"
"I'm leaving too. There are still a lot of things to do in the army!"
…
The ministers who had been chattering all disappeared in a flash, running faster than anyone else.
Fu Ji looked back at the palace, frowning slightly.
Forget it, it would be a good thing if this person could really persuade the emperor.
Fu Ji soon got busy too.
Inside the palace.
Ever since everyone left, there has been an eerie silence.
Ling Xuewei lowered her head, like a primary school student who had done something wrong, and did not dare to raise her head.
"Is this scary? Didn't you look like you were not afraid of anything?" Ye Moyan chuckled softly.
Ling Xuewei raised her head carefully and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Ye Moyan didn't seem to be angry.
"What did you do today?" Ye Moyan interrupted her lightly.
"Huh?" Ling Xuewei was stunned for a moment and immediately introduced, "There are black chicken soup, sweet and sour short ribs, and shrimp with wine."
As she spoke, Ling Xuewei stepped forward and opened the lid of the bowl, and a strong aroma suddenly hit her nostrils.
“Very fragrant.”
Ye Moyan looked at the delicious food in front of him, and his mood suddenly became happy.
Ling Xuewei was surprised. Before, she looked like a storm was about to come. How could the rain turn sunny now?
"Drink some soup first to warm your stomach."
During this period, Ling Xuewei would specially make a stomach-warming soup for every meal, which contained many stomach-nourishing ingredients and medicines.
Ye Moyan always didn't eat on time before, and her stomach was not good to begin with, so the ingredients she used were all warming and tonic, which had a stomach-nourishing effect.
After finishing the bowl of soup, Ling Xuewei filled another bowl of millet porridge and placed it in front of Ye Moyan.
Looking at Ye Moyan's still pale face, Ling Xuewei couldn't help but frown.
