Unruly Phoenix Xiaoyao

Chapter 77: Is this man really loyal to his sovereign?

That night, Prince Fu ate a bowl of red-braised pork and drank two big bowls of chicken soup. Ning Xiaoyao stood outside the prison cell on her tiptoes to spy on Prince Fu eating through a tiny window, talking to Shadowgale at the same time.

"Don't just judge Prince Fu by his size. Actually, he doesn't eat all that much."

Shadowgale didn't need tiptoes to see inside the cell, but he didn't care about how much Prince Fu ate. He was more worried over how the prince would lose the promised weight.

Ning Xiaoyao lowered her heels to the floor and said, "Let's go back to eat dinner." Watching someone else eating meat and drinking soup was like a form of torture for Ning Xiaoyao.

Shadowgale's voice grew serious. "Your Majesty, how about if this servant takes Prince Fu out for a jog?"

Inside the prison, Prince Fu was already lying on the floor to sleep after his meal. 'It'd be impossible for him not to get fatter,' Shadowgale thought anxiously.

Ning Xiaoyao thought it over. "It's fine to take him out for exercise. But Windy, you don't have to make it sound like you're walking the dog. We still need to respect the prince."

"........" said Shadowgale. For whose sake do you think I'm worried?

"Let's go," Ning Xiaoyao pulled Shadowgale away. "He'll get skinnier, so let's go back for dinner. , oh!" When Ning Xiaoyao thought of the red and oily meat, she practically flew out of the prisons. Shadowgale's feet nearly left the ground as he was dragged along, his handsome face distorted by their speed. It wasn't comfortable at all to be pulled along like a kite, but the Head Commander of the Dragon Guards didn't struggle against the flow. After all, how could he defy His Majesty? 'Besides,' Shadowgale thought in embarrassment as he looked at Ning Xiaoyao's petite frame, 'Even if I struggled, it might very well be useless. My lightness techniques can't be compared to His Majesty, and as for my fighting skills...heheh. I don't think I'm His Majesty's match there either.'

After Ning Xiaoyao and Shadowgale left, Prince Fu rubbed his stomach while lying on the floor. He didn't feel any skinnier, so he relaxed and took out the Jiangnan set of 24 brushes for a look. Then he hugged them close to his chest and fell asleep.

When Ning Xiaoyao arrived back at Supreme Splendor Hall and sat down at the table, her eyes swept over all the people waiting for her to start the meal before she asked, "Huh? Where's Supreme Commander and Little Song?"

None of the Black Frost Cavalry generals said a word, but kept their heads lowered and pretended they hadn't heard anything. Their Supreme Commander had taken the military fees he'd gotten from His Majesty and took Song Jin out the palace to find a way to deliver the money to Anyuan County. Although their Supreme Commander sometimes used underhanded methods to complete his goals, all of the generals decided to play deaf in front of Ning Xiaoyao. On a subconscious level, they didn't want His Majesty to know of Supreme Commander's other, darker side.

Fang Tang handed over a bowl of rice and mumbled, "Supreme Commander took Song Jin and went out of the palace."

Immediately, all of the generals glared at Fang Tang. What were they supposed to say if His Majesty asked them more questions?

But Ning Xiaoyao simply reached with her chopsticks towards the red-braised pork and said, "Oh, so it's like that. Let's start eating, then!"

".........." said the generals. Is His Majesty too open-minded, or just too at ease with our Supreme Commander?

Ning Xiaoyao stuffed red-braised pork into her mouth at lightning speeds. With two fewer people at the table, she could eat a lot more pork! (Author: That's right, His Majesty Ning is precisely stubborn about such types of goals. ╮(╯▽╰)╭）