Before Yingyue could react, the chief eunuch walked quickly into the hall carrying a food box.

Yingyue touched her nose and followed him in.

Mo Xiao had just returned from court, his face dark, and he was throwing the memorials on the table down. He said in a chilling tone: "Zhou Chen, have you become so old that your brain has degenerated that you can't even handle such a small matter?"

Zhou Chen knelt on the ground, looking at the scattered papers in front of him, with a look of wanting to cry but without the tears.

Mo Xiao continued to scold: "You have followed me for so many years, but you are still so reckless. You let those people in the Censorate who have nothing to do catch your tail and make them chatter and bother me with this little thing all day long. Do you think you have worked in vain for so many years?"

Zhou Chen was simply overwhelmed and felt extremely helpless.

Everyone knew that he was a staunch member of the imperial party and a close confidant of the emperor. His opinion mostly represented the emperor's opinion. However, the emperor was quite unorthodox. Those people in the Censorate were dissatisfied with the emperor but dared not speak out. They could only point their spearheads at Zhou Chen. As long as he made any move, the people in the Censorate would definitely move at the first sign of trouble. They would stare at him with eyes wide open, waiting for him to make the slightest mistake.

This is not the first time this has happened. In the past, His Majesty had always turned a blind eye. But I don't know what made him so angry today that he scolded him for this matter.

"Yes, I understand," Zhou Chen lowered his head and said resignedly, "I will be more careful in the future and will never let those people find any mistakes and embarrass Your Majesty."

As soon as he finished speaking, the chief eunuch who had been waiting beside him hurried forward and said to Mo Xiao, "Your Majesty, you haven't had breakfast yet. Why don't you drink some soup first to warm your stomach?"

His action made Zhou Chen look up involuntarily.

This steward was clearly the most sensible in the past, why was he so ignorant of etiquette today and interrupted at this time? Wasn't this provoking bad luck for Mo Xiao?

As expected, Mo Xiao's face was dark, and he stared at the eunuch chief steward: "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

The chief eunuch knelt down with a thud, but held the food box steadily in his hand: "I know your Majesty has no appetite, but this soup was made by Concubine Chen herself, and she also sent Miss Yingyue to deliver it personally."

The chief eunuch raised his eyes to glance at Mo Xiao's face. Seeing that his eyes were no longer as fierce as before, he heaved a sigh of relief and quickly continued, "The Imperial Concubine Chen said that Your Majesty has been working hard on government affairs and needs to take good care of his body. If Your Majesty does not want to drink this soup, she will personally come to Yinghua Palace to deliver it."

He raised his head to look at Mo Xiao again and said carefully, "Your Majesty has just given birth and is still weak. Running back and forth like this may be bad for your health."

After saying this, he lowered his head and said no more.

There was silence in the hall for a long time before Mo Xiao said in a somewhat stiff tone, "Present it."

The chief eunuch quickly stood up and put the soup on the table.

Lanyin Palace was not far from here, and Yingyue arrived quickly, and the soup was still steaming.

Mo Xiao took a sip of the soup and glanced at Yingyue standing beside him: "Did she really ask for this soup?"

Yingyue knelt on the ground with a terrified look on her face: "I dare not lie, this soup was indeed sent by the queen."

The expression on Mo Xiao's face was softer than before: "Really?"

"Yes," Yingyue was very confident this time, "The Queen asked His Majesty early in the morning whether you had returned, and then she ordered the kitchen to prepare soup and asked the maid to bring it over."