Deceived and cheated

  As the two doors opened, the two people who had been stuck together in the room instantly separated.

  The dragon robe swept across and landed on the dragon chair, still noble and dust-free, as if nothing had happened just now.

  Huā Yù Yán brushed off the remaining Dragon's Saliva Fragrance that had just been hugged by him, and thought to herself: As soon as I find my son, no matter what, I must escape from this damned place. Sister doesn't want to spend every day with such a terrifying man.

  Then Gong Xiangru led Xiaoren into the room, Hua Xiyan turned around and met eyes with her son, who was momentarily stunned.

  Is this her son?

  Dragon Robe of the Crown Prince?

  Apricot eyes narrowed: His son wore the crown prince's dragon robe, and it was quite fitting. Born with a demonic little face, it seems there is also this advantage.

  "Mother!" Her eyes welled up with tears, and the little foodie actually missed her mother. It's just that there were too many delicious things in the palace, and once she ate, she wanted to deceive more to bring back for her mother to eat.

  "Wooden"

  The little figure rushed towards Huayu. Immediately following, in everyone's imagination: a mother and son embracing and crying, a deeply moving scene. But the result was that...

  Pinched towards Baozi's face with her slender fingers.

  The little demon Yan fled quickly, rich in experience, and opened it with a flash.

  Ginger is an old spicy root, with a light lift of her fingers, she pinched the small ear that couldn't escape.

  Mù mù~

  Beautiful eyebrows like Mount Wutai pressing down on a small face.

  "Hehe, girl."

  Xiao Yan squeezed out a pale and pitiful smile.

  "What a big nerve you have!"

  The woman let out a loud cry and with a single movement, the crowd only felt a strong gust of wind blowing past their ears, enough to blow off the roof of the imperial palace.

  Li Shunde's chin was about to drop: Does this woman know or not what kind of place this is?! Scolding her son in front of the emperor?!

  "Mother." One of Xiaomiao's ears was pulled, and Huamujin's eyes sparkled as her small mouth moved against her mother's ear, "So many people are watching..."

  Apricot eyes quickly swept around, the faces around her were all stunned, it was not an exaggeration to describe them as being shocked into wooden statues. Gong Xiangyu, standing upright on the right side, couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. Hua Yuhai's face instantly turned red with shame.

  Cough cough. Clearing throat twice. No way, just got anxious by my son, the accumulated worries of these days suddenly burst out all at once.

  Pinching his son's small ear, he pulled him to his side. One hand tightly grasped the child's small shoulder, and this time, no matter what was said, he wouldn't lose his son again.

  The people around were shocked by the two women's sudden and repeated movements, and it took them a long time to recover. Especially when someone thought of their own son, who might have been pinched on the earlobe like her son, and saw an indescribable emotion flash across her serene face.

  The heavy gaze weighed on her head, and Huayu seemed to be able to read the other person's thoughts. A hint of embarrassment flashed through her mind: At that time, she had no idea that her son was actually him pretending to be his son. Otherwise, even if you killed her, she would not dare to pinch a prince's face.

  Cough, cough, clear your throat again. Indeed, it's better to leave this unlucky place early.

  Pressing down her son's small head, she pretended to obey and bowed her head: "The commoner's daughter and son are grateful for the Holy Emperor's kindness, so the commoner's daughter will take her son away."

  Are you leaving?

  Who answered?

  Huā Yù Yán didn't care whether he agreed or not, and quickly knocked her head (as a sign of respect) and took her son to escape.

  As the big and small heads knocked their second loud head on the jade stone brick, the corners of their lips rose slightly, and Yu Sheng opened his mouth: "Do I owe you a favor?"

  Xiao Mu Mu was the first to express deep agreement with this. Right, what can be done for him and his mother?

  "Daughter." Xiaomu pulled down the sleeve of his daughter's garment.

  "Hey, silly son, don't you know that's a trap set by the other side? Hua Xiyuan intended to press down her son's little head and knock it again, knocking quickly and walking away."

  "Stop flattering. I owe you no favors." A dark glint flashed in his eyes, deep and cold, "I will settle accounts with you."

  Huā Yù's forehead was pressed against the cool jade stone, her teeth clenched, and she dryly laughed to herself: Finally showing your true fangs, still pretending to be a benevolent lord.

  She raised her head and said, "The commoner's wife doesn't know what debt she and her son owe to His Majesty?"

  "Li Shunde, bring over the account book."

  Account book!!!

  The mother and son stared at the eunuch Li Shunde, who was holding a large account book, with eyes wide with incredulity: when did they ever owe this emperor such a huge debt? And yet, he had to use a big account book to record it?

  "Your Majesty." Standing in front of the dragon chair, Li Shunde respectfully presented the account book with both hands.

  The idle dragon picked up the tea cup and ordered: "Recite."

  Li Shunde opened the account book and read it out in a loud, clear voice: "On the fifth day of the fifth month, at the hour of Shen, the young master spent twenty taels of silver on lotus seed buns, plum blossom fragrant cakes, winter melon crystal dumplings, green onion porridge, and five bowls of water dumplings. On the same day, at the hour of Xu, the young master spent 226 taels of silver on chicken skin shark fin, stir-fried plum blossom northern deer silk, roasted whole suckling pig, grass mushroom egg drop soup in five bowls, and thirteen bowls of rice. Cough, just the roasted suckling pig alone cost one hundred taels of silver, which is a high-quality milk-fed pig from the north as tribute to our Eastern Mausoleum Emperor."

  Tribute, tribute goods... Hua Xiyuan suddenly closed her eyes. She knew that her son was a big eater, but this time he had eaten too much, too recklessly. One meal cost several hundred taels of silver.

  Of course, this is also because the palace is too luxurious, a meal can cost hundreds of taels of silver, hum, what's the point of calling him a wise ruler.

  Someone who quickly grasped her slightly hooked lip corners and immediately understood what she was thinking, raised an eyebrow: "Li Shunde, what is the standard for the national banquet in the imperial palace?"

  "Not more than a thousand taels of silver for one meal, Your Majesty. That's enough to feed at least a hundred people." Li Shunde smiled and replied in agreement.

  A meaningful glance was cast over, telling her that Dongling Emperor of the Eastern Palace was a paragon of thriftiness and simplicity. With this as a foil, how could his son be so extravagant! Why not mention the usual strict management of the imperial kitchen, yet it actually encouraged her son to eat such expensive food!

  She endured, waiting to see what tricks he had up his sleeve! Anyway, she held in her hand the IOU of Xian Wang. Even if her son was a glutton, that IOU would be enough to offset the debt.

  Only listening to Li Shunde's clear voice reciting the amount of food his son ate all the way, Hua Xiyan quickly calculated in her mind: Fortunately, Xian Wang's IOU was enough to pay off the debt.

  "Your Majesty." When he finished counting the total number, Li Shunde paused and replied to the dragon's face, "Some of the food eaten by this young master cannot be counted."

  Upon hearing this, Hua Xiyan's eyelid twitched and she turned her head to stare at her son. Hua Muyan's little face scrunched up in distress as the eunuch read out the account book, his small brow furrowed in worry, his cheeks puffed out, feeling wronged in his heart.

  The saint on top didn't care about the expressions of the mother and son, just kept pushing them down and said: "What did he eat? Recite!"

  "Your Majesty, the young master has eaten the immortal peach, which is a divine fruit that only the royal family of Dongling Kingdom can enjoy, and its market value cannot be estimated. Moreover, there are also ginseng fruits and deep-sea dragon fish, all of which are tributes from other countries to our country, and their market prices are also unestimable."

  "Mother!" The little foodie, deeply wronged to this day's Xiao Yan, finally burst out, two small eyes staring straight at the man sitting on the dragon chair, "He deceived me! His son clearly said I could eat whatever I want in this palace!"

  "Yes." His gaze swept over the young face in front of him, almost identical to his son's, and his thin lips curled up slightly, "So, do I have a choice not to give it to you?"

  The little food was blocked by his words and filled with air, it was obviously him, it was his fault, why did it become his own fault when he said it. "Mom!" Hugged mom's arm, small teeth were about to bite out blood, "Mom, he is so unscrupulous! It's not my fault, it's him, he framed me!"

  Huā Yùyán's palm patted her son's head, sighing: "Son, your rice-straw brain has finally woken up, but it's too late, you've been cheated. If you had listened to me and controlled your mouth, things wouldn't have ended like this. Of course, that man is a bit too unscrupulous, even cheating a child of just a few years old!"