Wu Shen sometimes wonders if the Emperor is looking for trouble.
Knowing full well that the Empress won't make him happy, he still has expectations of her...
"Your Majesty, aren't you going to eat?" Wu Shen quickly asked as he watched the Emperor put down his utensils.
"I don't feel like eating anymore."
"Your Majesty should eat more, especially when campaigning outside, and in the desert, strength is vital. If your strength wanes, I'm afraid the Empress will… " Wu Shen stopped himself abruptly, quickly shutting his mouth.
He definitely didn't want to live anymore.
He accidentally spoke his mind.
At that moment, he felt the Emperor's intimidating gaze.
Wu Shen quickly lowered his head.
Stifling silence.
Wu Shen didn't sense that terrifying gaze and sneaked a glance, only to see the Emperor suddenly pick up his bowl and chopsticks and casually continue eating.
Wu Shen couldn't help but want to laugh.
Thinking of the Emperor's expression, he quickly suppressed it.
