Nan Yan suddenly understood.

He asked, "Is it, Ran Xiaoyu?"

The manager then nodded carefully and said with a sad face: "Miss Xiaoyu is making soup inside and driving out several people who cook the stove. No one dares to go there."

“…”

"I just didn't know why."

“…”

Nan Yan suddenly didn't know what to say, so he turned his head carefully and saw Zhu Feng with a stern face, contemptuous expression on her face with a "see what you said".

Nan Yan suddenly smiled guiltily and said, "Emperor..."

Zhu Feng said lazily: "Who said before? If she burns the kitchen, she will use her monthly salary to pay?"

“…”

"Take the money to the accounting room yourself."

“…”

"I'll find it."

Nan Yan didn't expect that he had just been a joke, but it became true.

He could only smile bitterly and said, "I follow the order."

Looking at her self-deprecatingly unlucky look, Zhu Feng felt a little funny, but couldn't really laugh. He just turned around and walked towards the side room.

Nanyan originally wanted to follow, but after just two steps, Zhu Feng stopped again.

"Where do you want to go?"

"well?"

"Your people burned the kitchen. Don't you deal with the mess there, and you still want to follow me to watch the fun?"

"……Well."

Nan Yan suddenly had nothing to say.

Yang Dai and the officials in charge of the Duwei Mansion, who were kneeling in the middle of the yard, both of them opened their eyes widened.

Although they were not working around Zhu Feng, they still heard about His Majesty the Emperor's harshness and violence. This time, even the kitchen was burned. In folk words, it was considered to offend the Kitchen God.

If this happens, people inside and outside the kitchen will be affected.

Even if you don’t behead your head, a beating is indispensable.

However, seeing the emperor's attitude just now, he did not seem to be furious, nor did he take Ran Xiaoyu's life, but just asked the imperial concubine to deal with this matter.

Isn’t this intentional cover-up?

This is a huge subversion for the image of His Majesty, who is already very familiar to them, who is from a rank of ranks and enforces the law.

Everyone looked at me, but they didn't dare to speak.

Nan Yan could only watch Zhu Feng walk to the side of the wing room, sighed deeply, then walked to Yang Dai, and said, "The emperor went to see the people brought back by Gu Yiyou and the others. You should also go over and stare at them. Don't be surprised."

When Yang Dai heard this, he hurriedly kowtowed and said, "Yes."

After saying that, he got up and followed.

Nanyan asked the in charge to get up again and said, "Take me here and have a look."

The in charge said, "Empress, the fire has just been put out, and it's still hot."

"It's okay, how hot can this winter be?"

"yes."

So the in charge took Nanyan along the path and walked to the kitchen. Sure enough, as soon as he got closer, he felt a hot fireworks, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt things.

The black smoke was still rolling upwards.

In the smoke, some people were so fumed that their mouths were dry and their tongues were constantly coughing, and several people even had hoarse throats.

Seeing this, Nan Yan frowned.

He asked, "Where is Xiaoyu?"

The in charge raised his head, looked around, and said, "Miss Xiaoyu, I just saw her here. Miss Xiaoyu, Miss Xiaoyu!"

Just after screaming twice, I heard a hoarse voice coming from beside me
Chapter completed!