"Thick smoke covered the sun in the cold palace, and spatulas were flying all over the imperial kitchen! Su Wanzhao patted the blackened skirt and smiled at the emperor who broke in through the door: 'Your Majesty, this is my concubine's newly created 'Peony Cake'..." Xiao Jingheng stared at the charred stove, his Adam's apple twitching:' My beloved, I'll put triple the amount of charcoal in the imperial dining room tomorrow. 'Who would have thought that the little dramatist who was sent to the imperial dining room would not only blow up the imperial dining room, but also blow up the ice emperor in the cold palace and turn him into a sultry and jealous king who was hiding behind her! This palace fight made him pound the bed with laughter!
