Emperor Zhaojing just glanced at him, then lowered his head again and continued to eat the dishes in front of him, which was faster than before.

The emperor and the emperor ignored Xie Jingrun directly. The food in front of her attracted her.

She had never eaten such a satisfying dish. Seeing that the fish fillets in the basin were getting fewer and fewer, she suddenly became anxious and stared at her son opposite her.

However, Emperor Zhaojing was all focused on eating and didn't notice it at all.

The Empress Dowager was a little angry with this son and didn't let her go.

Originally, the portion was not large, and my son was so good at eating it, but now my grandson is coming again. She moves a little slower, so she can't even catch the side dishes.

Thinking of it, she also focused on eating.

Looking at the approaching man, Rong Qingqing came to her senses and was a little surprised, "Why are you here?"

Xie Jingrun didn't say anything, and glanced at the two people who were burying their heads and suffering.

The Empress Dowager and the Emperor were trying to eat the food. At this time, the back of the back was inexplicably cold, but they couldn't help but eat faster.

Rong Qingqing: "..."

Looking at the two elders who were nowhere to beside her, she finally understood who the foodie attributes of the Supreme Emperor looked like.

I really didn't expect that the Empress Dowager was so old that she looked harsh and harsh on weekdays, but she turned out to be a hidden foodie.

She even ate such a heavy dish with relish. Judging from her speed of eating fish fillets, no one believed that she was already seventy years old.

Just as she was shocked, Xie Jingrun took her hand and sat down together.

There was a smart palace servant who had long since added bowls and chopsticks when he saw Xie Jingrun coming in.

Looking at the dishes on the table that were about to come to an end, Xie Jingrun picked up the chopsticks. Just as he was about to pick up the meat from the plate, a pair of chopsticks suddenly reached over. He picked up the slices of meat he was interested in first.

Xie Jingrun: “…”

He glanced at Emperor Zhao Jing, who was eating with oil on the opposite side, and the blue veins on his forehead hopped, suppressed his dissatisfaction, raised his chopsticks and turned to another dish.

But this time it was the same? The dish he liked was picked up by someone.

The Empress Dowager said with satisfaction: "It's really delicious, come here? Add a bowl of rice to the Ai family."

Xie Jingrunjun's face turned completely dark.

These two old guys, boiled live fish? Can't they satisfy them anymore?

He put the chopsticks heavily on the table to express his dissatisfaction.

However, the Empress Dowager and Emperor Zhao Jing seemed to have not heard it, and they were eating red and continued to eat the dishes on the table.

Rong Qingqing touched the forehead. Seeing that Xie Jingrun wanted to lift the table at any time, he quickly took a bowl of soup for him.

Xie Jingrun glanced at him and asked, "You did this too?"

Dayou was not made by her, so he didn't drink it.

Rong Qingqing said helplessly: "Hmm? You drink it quickly."

Xie Jingrun then lowered his head to drink the soup.

Rong Qingqing also served herself a bowl of it. Just as she was about to drink it, she saw the two elders who were originally consuming their hard work. She suddenly turned her eyes to the old duck soup in her bowl.

She blinked and asked, "Do you want to drink too?"

Emperor Zhaojing was about to speak, but was interrupted by Xie Jingrun. "Old duck soup is cold. The two old men are old and have drunk it. I'm afraid they will get cramps at night. I think they are more suitable for drinking this fish soup." As he said that, before the two of them refused, he reached out to serve the fish soup for them, "Grandmother, father, please use it slowly."
Chapter completed!