Zombie travels through time and space to become the empress, who only wants to be a jerk and not att

Murong Yue's dissatisfied look was quickly caught by the ministers.

Your Majesty...what's wrong?

What did I do wrong?

Did you eat too much?

Murong Yueteng stood up from the dragon throne, and everyone trembled.

“Eat it all!”

“Don’t waste it!”

what?

His Majesty was still very scary when he was majestic, as if he would eat them the next moment if they dared to object.

Huh? Why do I have this strange thought of eating them?

Murong Yue first looked at the Minister of Justice Xu Qing.

Xu Qing immediately picked up the chopsticks and continued eating.

Then came the Minister of Works Li Daoyun and the Minister of Rites Murong Anle.

The other ministers also picked up their chopsticks and continued eating.

They also ate something before going to court, and sometimes they would even secretly stuff a few snacks into their sleeves for fear that the meeting would take too long.

If they were asked to eat a whole table like this now, they really wouldn't be able to finish it.

They turned their eyes to the Imperial Master, who was also eating leisurely.

Ugh.

Murong Yue put her hands behind her back and walked slowly down the stairs. The way she walked, no one could tell that she was a zombie.

do not be afraid.

Go to each minister in turn and check whether they have finished eating.

Murong Anle really couldn't eat any more, and only two spring rolls and a chicken leg were left on the plate.

He looked left and right, and in a flash, taking advantage of the opportunity when the Minister of Works Li Daoyun was secretly reading the memorials next to him, he put the chicken leg on Li Daoyun's plate.

Just as I was about to follow the same method and give the spring rolls to someone else, I felt the light in front of my eyes dim.

When he looked up, he saw His Majesty standing in front of him with his hands behind his back.

"Your Majesty...I, your servant..."

He stammered and couldn't find a suitable reason.

"eat!"

Murong Yue's words were the will. Murong Anle's father was the uncle of the retired emperor.

In this complicated royal relationship, strictly speaking, Your Majesty should call him uncle.

But how could he dare?

Being watched by His Majesty at this time, he did not dare to resist. He struggled to pick up the chopsticks, picked up the spring roll and put it into his mouth.

After eating one spring roll, it feels like it’s stuck in my throat. If I eat another one, I’m afraid I’ll vomit on the spot.

But His Majesty is still watching.

He could only force the spring roll into his mouth.

"good."

He's a good human being who knows how to live.

Murong Yue nodded.

Murong Anle received the praise and felt that it would be worth it even if he died of fullness today.

The Minister of Works Li Daoyun who was standing next to him felt very relieved. He was tall and had a big appetite, so eating all of these was nothing.

He was waiting for His Majesty to praise him, but when he looked around, he noticed a braised chicken leg on his plate.

The chicken legs were shiny and glossy.

? ? ? ?

When he looked up, he saw His Majesty looking at him with his head tilted.

Li Daoyun quickly picked up the chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth.

Well--

Murong Yue was very satisfied.

When the other ministers saw this, they dared not be lazy anymore and forced themselves to finish all the food on the table.

Nothing like this has ever happened before.

Even during the years when Qing was weak, the country was powerless, the court had no money, and there were not many varieties of dishes at the palace banquets, but they were never eaten up.

Even in ordinary people's homes, if rich people have some leftover food, it makes the family look wealthier.

It’s nothing like now, the meal is all gone, it’s the first time ever.

Murong Yue stood in the hall, nodded, and returned to the dragon throne.

Only then did the ministers realize that there were empty plates on the table in front of His Majesty.

! ! ! !

When I looked at His Majesty again, there was a mixture of curiosity and fear, and admiration mixed with fear.

The palace servants filed in, and two people lifted the table and the cutlery on it, and carried them out.

When they saw that all the plates were empty, they were all stunned.

Not daring to delay any longer, he quickly carried the table and ran away.

When Zhu, the steward in charge of the imperial kitchen, saw the empty plates, he was stunned for a long time.

"It seems that His Majesty and the adults are very satisfied with today's meal, but the quantity is too small, isn't it?"

"Yes, yes, yes, look, they are all on CD."

The young eunuch next to her immediately agreed.

Manager Zhu stroked his smooth chin, thinking, "Well, it seems that we should increase the portion for the next court banquet."

"Your Excellency is wise."

...

Murong Yue felt like she was just a human being because she was a little sleepy after eating.

She simply leaned on the unbroken armrest on the other side of the dragon throne and fell into sleep.

Li Daoyun held the memorial in his hands and said passionately, "Your Majesty, the construction of the underground palace is a manifestation of our national strength."

"It will also benefit future generations. Please grant me your approval, Your Majesty."

Murong Yue didn't understand a word she heard. She was too lazy to ask Ah Hao and directly asked Li Daoyun.

"Underground palace? What for?"

"The resting place of His Majesty after His Majesty's death."

Murong Yue frowned, "What is Guitian?"

Li Daoyun was in a dilemma. Why did His Majesty ask so bluntly?

But he also wants to risk it today.

Every emperor would start building the imperial mausoleum after ascending the throne, just in case, just in case, his majesty met with an unexpected accident and passed away.

At least there is a place to bury it.

If this really happens and His Majesty has no place to be buried, the first person to be buried with him will be him, the Minister of Works.

It will also be written into history books and criticized by future generations.

Your Majesty has been on the throne for five years. It is time to build an imperial mausoleum.

This matter must not be delayed any longer!

Li Daoyun took a deep breath and answered Murong Yue's question, "Return to Heaven means death."

Die, die, die!

After he said this, he closed his eyes and did whatever he wanted!

Murong Yue rolled her eyes a few times, connecting all the information together, "So, you're saying that you want to build a house for me to use after I die?"

She finished speaking slowly, and everyone knelt down.

Even Li Xuanji stood up and knelt down.

The hall was quiet.

Murong Yue was the first emperor in history to publicly announce his death.

This is too scary!

Murong Yue was indeed angry. She was a zombie! A zombie!

And they are excellent, powerful and smart zombies!

If nothing unexpected happens, I can survive!

"You said long live, were you lying to me?"

Murong Yue doesn't talk much and her voice isn't loud, but to everyone's ears, it sounds like a deadly knife.

what?

No, Your Majesty!

"Your Majesty will naturally live forever..." Li Daoyun answered stiffly.

Although everyone knows that "Long live forever" is just a beautiful blessing, who dares to say that it is false?

Murong Yue’s idea was very simple. I’m going to live for a long time. Can you build a house for me to live in after I die?

What a waste! What a shame!

If you have that time, you might as well go out and look for resources.

Moreover, even if powerful zombies die, it is impossible to be buried in the ground.

Under Murong Yue's direct gaze, Li Daoyun didn't know how to explain this matter. Repairing the imperial mausoleum = cursing his majesty to death = he would die now.

Not repairing the imperial mausoleum = you will die in the future.

After much deliberation, Li Daoyun chose the second path and decided to die.

He couldn't express his pain.

However, the Minister of Finance quietly comforted him, "At least now the money for repairing the imperial mausoleum has been saved. Lord Li has done a good deed."

Wuwuwu——

It was already cold outside. Murong Yue had eaten all the delicious food and had beaten the one who deserved to be beaten.

She needs to rest.

Strong zombies must maintain good living habits.

Because good habits bring good luck.

She forgot who told her that.