Chapter 1256 Pig Liver Banquet

Hearing this, Chu Yan also felt hungry, barely endured the dizziness and said, "I'll take you to eat something delicious."

Prime Minister Cheng Zuo hurriedly said: "It's better to have some light meals at the old minister's house, and the old minister will arrange it." Prime Minister Cheng Zuo glared at his son as he spoke, complaining that he was not doing well. The emperor has been in the mansion for so long, he Didn't even take care of the meal.

Chu Yan waved his hand: "No need." After saying that, he took Bai Zhi's hand and was about to leave. As soon as he took a step, there was a heavy fog in front of him, and he almost fell down.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you, Majesty?" Cheng Zuoxiang was so frightened that he almost wet his pants. If something happened to the emperor in his house, their entire Cheng family would be ruined.

Bai Zhi supported his arm and said slowly: "Is it dark in front of me? Is it better now?"

Chu Yan nodded: "Well, my head is still a little dizzy, it's not in the way."

She sighed: "You've drawn too much blood to do this today, walk slowly, eat something and get a good night's sleep, and you'll wake up much better."

The two walked out while talking, and the Cheng family father and son followed in step, until the two got into the carriage and disappeared without a trace, only then did they let out a sigh of relief.

Cheng Zuoxiang pointed at Cheng Shuping and said, "You are too bold!"

Cheng Shuping didn't say a word, his eyes still looked at the shadow of the carriage, and whispered in a low voice: "The emperor is benevolent, the people are lucky."

Jin Wangfu

Baizhi made pig liver soup for Chu Yan, stir-fried pig liver, wolfberry and red dates soup, and blood was prosperous.

After eating, Chu Yan called for help, and for the first time in his life, he did not finish the food made by Angelica.

What he hates most is pork liver.

But it seemed like a pig liver feast in front of him.

"Zhi'er, come with me into the palace, so that you can make me pig liver soup every day." As long as Zhi'er is willing to enter the palace with him, even if he eats pig liver every day, he is willing.

Bai Zhi shook his head: "No, my mother will come to Kyoto in two days. I have to go and see how the Oriental Garden is doing."

She plans to live in Dongfang Bieyuan, so that Zhao Lan and Uncle Hu can spend more time in the two-person world, so as not to surround her all day long and delay their efforts to adjust oil.

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Meng House

When Lord Meng returned from the palace, he immediately sent someone to call Meng Nan to the study to discuss matters.

"Nan'er, just wait for the opportunity." Meng Da said.

Meng Nan sat in the chair with a heavy expression on his face, and his eyes fell on the sword hanging on the wall of the study.

But is this sword a peerless sword? Only by drawing the sword will you know.

The sharpness of the blade can only be seen by pulling out the sword.

Before he made the decision, he never thought about this aspect, but after he made the decision, he kept thinking about it, just wanted to get to that day sooner.

"Father, son thought, wait, is the most unreliable."

Lord Meng snorted and stared at him: "What do you mean?"

Meng Nan leaned back, found a very comfortable posture, and said in a somewhat lazy tone: "I think if you want to get it, you can't just wait, but take the initiative to fight for it. , to plan, but to create, and then to get." In front of his eyes, he set foot on the Golden Temple of Tai Chi and joined hands with beautiful women.

He is not interested in imperial power, he only hopes that when he gets imperial power, he can get her.

In order to get her, he was willing to give everything, even his soul.

Lord Meng looked surprised and stared at his son, is this really his son? Is this really Meng Nan? He had never seen Meng Nan like this.