Jian Qingqing's mood was a little sour. The Emperor said that she was his good official, but he always forgot about her.
Ming Zhiyan knew what she was thinking when he saw her frowning expression. He found it a little funny and could not help but tap the tip of her nose. "Don't think too much. Isn't His Majesty inviting you to a banquet tomorrow? I heard that he kept the biggest and fattest ones for you to eat tomorrow."
Jian Qingqing was surprised. "Really? However, I still think it's better to eat with my family."
After she finished speaking, she stuck out her tongue and said cheekily, "Big Brother Ming, don't tell the Emperor. I'm just joking. It's also very good to eat with the Emperor."
Ming Zhiyan was amused, he tapped her forehead and said, "I know,"
