The hall fell silent for a moment.
With only a moment to assess the situation, Xiao Jizi, not caring for formalities, immediately paid his respects and exclaimed loudly, "Greetings to His Majesty, greetings to the master, the meat pies have arrived!"
The Emperor, eager to divert attention, followed up, "What meat pies, bring them here quickly."
"Yes."
When the meat pie arrived beside him, the Emperor gave Zhang Qing a knowing look, tenderly stroked Lian Hua's hair, and softly said, "Nannan, aren't you hungry? How about we eat some meat pie?"
The matter of the book might be related to his Little Concubine. He would inquire with Zhang Qing later, but now what was pressing was to soothe his Little Concubine. He mustn't frighten her.
Zhang Qing quickly grasped the situation, circled behind the Emperor to the table, took a book the Emperor often read, and carefully replaced the book that was on the table, hiding the exchanged one in his chest.
