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The young emperor fell into silent contemplation. Shadowgale had no choice but to respectfully call out once more, "Your Majesty."

When he came back to his senses, the Monarch said in a low voice, but with an unquestionable coldness, "You, go down." His voice was ice-cold, without the slightest emotion. It was completely unlike the weak and fragile voice from before.

"Your Majesty, this woman is a martial arts expert. She trespassed into the palace …"

Wu Feng was still about to persuade him, but the emperor had already cut him off. "I am calling you down!"

"With such a powerful and awe-inspiring aura, Wufeng could only nod in acknowledgement." "Yes."

"Wait a minute," Roland said quietly while looking at the dining room around the corner. "Go and evacuate the patrolling guards in this area."

Wu Feng was stunned. "Your Majesty …" That woman's background was unknown, and he was unable to protect the Monarch's safety with his personal protection. In the end, he would have to withdraw the patrolling guards. If something were to happen, Feng Wu Feng didn't even dare to guess.

As soon as Huang Fu Su finished her sentence, she said in a low voice, "Go down!"

Just like a wisp of black smoke, in the instant that no wind came, a white silhouette dashed out of the dining room like a ghost. "Hey!" She stopped in front of Huangfu Su and lightly patted his shoulder. "There's so much delicious food in there!" The girl's eyes were flashing like diamonds. She grabbed his hand and led him inside, "I just saw lotus roots and sweet osmanthus. It's on the table. Wow! The palace is really not bad. The long table is filled with delicacies from various places …" She muttered to him as she walked.

Huangfu Su listened to her quietly as she held her hand. Then she calmly added, "Oh, is that so? I've never been in there either. "

She led him to the door. She looked around. "Heh heh, it's safe." Only then did he gently push the others open a crack. "Here, quickly go in."

The place where the palace prepared meals for the Son of Heaven and all the young lords was indeed impressive. The long table was filled with all sorts of melon and fruit pastries. They were all neatly arranged on small blue and white porcelain plates.

Liu Yu'er removed the veil covering the next plate, "Oh, oh, oh, the lotus root and osmanthus cake." She twisted a piece in her hand, not forgetting to call out to Su Feng behind her, "Come on, come on, this is delicious." She took a big bite out of it and swallowed it down. "It's not as soft as Aunt Cai's." She commented before grabbing a chicken wing in her hand. "Hey, hey, why are you looking at me like that? You should eat too."

"Yes." He picked up a piece of lotus root and osmanthus cake, but was in no hurry to eat it. Inside the dim yellow house, he saw the slightly yellowed pastries in his hands, and unexpectedly opened his mouth, "My father … When I was alive, my father really liked this, "he waved the cake in his hand," Every time we eat, there will always be this plate on the table. My mother thought my father was a good man, so she learned to be her father, "he said, quietly crushing the pastry in his hand." Oh, he's just using the pastry to think about another woman. All his life, Huangfu Sushu's mother had always been a pain in his heart.

The sadness in his words caused a certain woman to turn her head slightly. " Lotus Root Starch Flower Soup? My master loves it too. " She thought of her master in his forties who thought he was a mother, with loose black hair and a plate of lotus root cinnamon cake crumbs on the top of a lazy tree. Honestly, Liu Yu-er missed that unreliable woman who treated her so well. Love should be mutual, right? To be together is a pleasure for two people. " She thought of her master and her master. "I can't."

"Two people's, enjoying it …" He savored her words.

"Some girl turned around and found the wine in the cabinet." "Ah, these, are they wine?" She brought out a small jar and uncorked it, "Oh, it smells good. It's the scent of an orange! " So excited and excited, Lady Liu carried the wine jar to the table. "Hey, do you want some? "The scent of oranges … could it be fruit wine?"

"That's orange wine." Huangfu Su came over. "It was made with orange wine. It's similar to fruit juice or something like that. " The Heavens could tell that he was the emperor of an era. His words were true. It's just brewing, the degree of the brewing is extremely low. To him, it was only similar to fruit juice.

When Lady Liu heard that, she said, "Fruit wine?" She licked her lips. "Well, I haven't had any fruit wine."

And fruit wine, Liu Yu-er's first taste of wine was that winter. Huangfu Yuye came back with a jar of Nu Er Hong, preparing to go to the forest at night to have some game and drink. Liu Yu'er was eight years old and still a child. Smelling the fragrance of the wine, he couldn't help but take a big gulp. "She didn't have the sweet taste she had expected. She only felt the aftereffects make her cry." "Oh, it doesn't taste good …" Before she could finish her sentence, Lady Liu stumbled and fell like a dog eating shit. Her face was so pink that it almost ruined her face.

Huangfu Su looked at her greedy expression. "You want some?"

She nodded obediently, "Hehe, yeah, I've never tried it before." He swallowed, "Smells so good …" "She leaned over to the opening and took a deep breath." "Ah, have a taste." He raised his head and took a big gulp without the slightest trace of being a lady.

Huangfu Su smiled and took the wine jar from her hands, elegantly taking a sip. It was sweet and fragrant with lots of teeth. The new orange brew from the brewery was not bad. The young emperor seemed to be in a good mood as well. Following the example of a certain young lady, he held a piece of chicken wing in his hand and began to eat with a gentle expression.

"Oh, you liar!" Lady Liu shook her head and put one hand on her waist while the other pointed at the tip of the Jingguo Son's nose. "Fruit wine is not fruit juice, it's burp!" She let out a burp and was already trembling a little, "It's not fruit juice," she said seriously to Huangfu Su, her slender index finger pointed at the tip of the emperor's nose. "Su Su, you're lying, you're lying!"

The Emperor of the State of Jing, who dares to point a finger at the nose of the Son of Heaven and speak nonsense? Don't want a head?

However, the completely oblivious Liu Yu'er got more and more excited as she put her hand on the Monarch's arm. She shook her head and squinted her eyes, "Hey, what do we do? I feel dizzy, I feel dizzy …"

There was no one in the world who would dare to act crazy in front of him. Huangfu Yuliu smiled. He looked at the woman in front of him whose face was covered by the morning glow. "Drunk?"

"Hm." The arrogant and domineering Lady Liu turned into a little white rabbit in a second. "Drunk." "…" She pouted with a wronged expression. "What do we do? You are responsible. You are lying."

He wrapped his arms around its waist and hugged it. How am I lying? " He smoothed out her disheveled hair.

She stared blearily at the magnified face in front of her. This was a peerlessly beautiful yet infinitely enchanting face. He was so close to her, so close to her, like a carved jade face and a thin, slightly raised lip. It was as if, in the next second, he would be right next to her face.

This thought gave Liu Yu-er a fright. She reached out her hand to pull herself out of a certain embrace, but she was already extremely drunk. He staggered and fell into the man's arms.

A voice was biting her ear. "You're pretty drunk."

Her head felt heavy, but she finally closed her eyes in a daze. "Fruit wine, fruit juice." "Liar."

"I didn't say it was orange juice."

"Hm." She found a comfortable place in his arms. "I, I'm going to sleep …"

"Alright. I have to be responsible. "

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