Chapter 1522 Stop, Tyrant 59

Now that the goal has been achieved, Bei Yutang is naturally ready to leave.

Feng Chi watched the woman walk away in a dashing manner, feeling a little uncomfortable for no reason.

With a "crashing" sound, all the wine glasses and jugs at hand fell to the ground, and the maids and eunuchs in the hall were so frightened that they dared not breathe.

When Bei Yutang returned to the Beauty Pavilion, everyone was full of joy when they knew there was a glimmer of hope.

Gesang bandaged Bei Yutang's wound in the room, and said worriedly: "Tell you, you just came back with blood and injuries. If you go every day, stay by his side every day, your little one will Is there life?"

"Don't worry, I have my own measure." Bei Yutang patted her hand to appease her.

In the evening, Bei Yutang and Gesang were eating when a palace servant hurried into the Beauty Pavilion and went straight to the wing where Bei Yutang was.

As soon as the palace servant entered, he bowed to Bei Yutang and said anxiously, "North American, Your Majesty has a request. You hurry up with the slave, if it is too late, His Majesty will be angry."

As soon as Gesang heard the king's summons, he looked at Bei Yutang nervously and worriedly.

Bei Yutang stood up and said to him, "Let's go."

Gesang followed to the door, "Yutang, be sure to return safely."

Bei Yutang turned her head and smiled at her, "Okay."

The palace servant urged: "North Americans, let's go quickly. His Majesty's anger is not a joke."

In the High Heaven Pavilion, Feng Chi looked at the dishes on the table, without the slightest appetite. The maid who was waiting on the side stood tremblingly while serving dishes, seeing the poor expression on His Majesty's face, and the hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly.

Feng Chi coldly glanced at the palace maid, who was taken aback by the sharp eyes, and the chopsticks in her hands fell to the ground.

"I can't hold a pair of chopsticks firmly, so what's the use of keeping them. Pull them out and you'll be killed with a stick."

The palace maid's face was pale, and she exclaimed, "Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty, please spare the slave and maid this time. Your Majesty, please forgive me..."

The guard quickly stepped forward, covered her calling mouth, and dragged her out.

The atmosphere in the entire palace became extraordinarily depressing. This is what Bei Yutang saw when he entered the palace.

The oppressive atmosphere made it uncomfortable to breathe.

Bei Yutang walked into the hall, as if not aware of the difference, and gave an honest salute, "I have seen my king, long live my king."

As soon as Feng Chi saw her coming, and then looked at her disguised good deeds, she only felt it was annoying, and ordered in an unpleasant tone: "Come here."

Tsk tsk, this anger is really big enough.

Bei Yutang stepped forward as she said.

"Clothes."

The chief eunuch on the side immediately handed a pair of chopsticks to Bei Yutang's hands. Bei Yutang took the chopsticks and naturally knew what to do.

She had been a favorite concubine for a while, so she naturally knew what she was going to do.

Bei Yutang looked at the dishes on a table. There were both meat and vegetable dishes, but most of them were mainly meat, and there were very few vegetarian dishes. Bei Yutang took a look at a plate of green vegetables and put a chopstick into Feng Chi's bowl.

Feng Chi raised his head and looked at her coldly, "Don't you understand the rules?"

Bei Yutang was stunned for a moment, and the big eunuch beside him immediately reminded: "North American, you have to try the dishes before you can give them to Your Majesty."

Bei Yutang silently put the green vegetables into his mouth, the taste was the same as usual.