Chapter 1518: Blaming the Fat Black Man

Do you still want this mung bean cake to look like an emperor, handsome and unrestrained?

"Little princess, this is made by the black fat man. If you don't like it, the slave will ask him to change it tomorrow!" Fuzi coaxed in a nice voice.

Xiaorong'er pursed her mouth and pushed the pastry out: "Fuzi, go to the imperial dining room and find the black fat man. The princess has something to ask him."

Seeing Rong'er's serious face, Fuzi even yelled out the word "bench princess" in an official tone, and he couldn't figure it out. Isn't it because the cakes were not made to his liking? To teach him a lesson?

But Fuzi's doubts are all doubts, let alone the little princess asked him to find a black fat man, even if he was looking for a black bear, he had to follow suit!

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After half a stick of incense, Fuzi brought the black fat man to the outside of the Tianrong Hall.

The fat man's heart was trembling all the time, and when he came to the door, he couldn't help asking: "Mr. Fuzi, why did the little princess call the servant here?"

Fuzi patted him on the shoulder and sighed, "You know what kind of pastry you made yourself—you'd better do it yourself!"

The fat black man was at a loss, could it be that the mung bean cake is not delicious? No, the little princess just clamored to eat it a while ago, and told him to make more.

He didn't know why, Xiaomo, who was hiding in the corner, was frightened by Fuzi's few words and flustered.

Did the little princess eat the mung bean cake, did she die from poisoning?

If he was poisoned, why didn't Fuzi go to ask the imperial physician or the emperor; if he wasn't poisoned, why did Fuzi give the black fat man a look of "you are dead" just now?

Moreover, the enchanting princess said that the poison is a highly poisonous royal secret, colorless and odorless, and will never be discovered.

Xiaomo was extremely puzzled, and it was difficult to show up to inquire about the news, so she could only hide in the corner dryly, watching every move outside the hall intently.

As soon as Fatty Hei entered the Tianrong Hall, Xiao Ronger slammed his chopsticks onto the table with a bang, and shouted angrily: "Old Heizi, tell me, what kind of dim sum did you make today? You mean to bully me, don't you?"

Seeing that the little princess was angry, the fat man quickly knelt on the ground and yelled: "Little princess, calm down, how dare the servant bully you, you say this mung bean cake is not delicious? No, the servant always does this yes?"

The fat black man scratched his head, ran to the dining table on his knees, picked up a piece of mung bean cake, and stuffed it into his mouth: "Try it, servant, is there too much sugar?"

Unexpectedly, before he finished his movements, Rong'er slapped his hand, and the mung bean cake fell down.

"Don't try it, you must be careless and lazy. The princess asked you, who went to the imperial meal to have a private meeting with you in the afternoon. You are so happy that you don't even bother to prepare snacks for the princess!" Xiaorong'er pouted, looking very angry.

The fat black man almost peed his pants in fright, private meeting?

It doesn't matter if the ancestor grinned, using this word in the palace, what a crime!

His legs were trembling, and his fat face was trembling with fright: "The servant has been helping the princess to prepare cakes. Just when the cakes were almost ready, Miss Xiaomo from Linghua Palace came and said that the concubine Nian wanted to make cakes." After drinking mung bean soup, the servant went to fill a bowl, and didn't talk much at all, please ask the princess to learn!"