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"Your Highness, look at my disciple's request?"

"Would you mind sending someone to inform you?"

Right now, Wang Dafu had the satisfaction of having a disciple who had everything. He even forgot that the person standing in front of him was the man with the No.2 Big End NB. All he could think of was how to satisfy all of Ink Yan's demands quickly, and then turn her back into the next Godly Chef.

Murong Hao looked at Ink Yan and then looked at Wang Da Fu, his eyes filled with an unknown light.

Murong Hao could still remember that after they parted ways in the Gold Sale Cave. In order to capture 49, he did not hesitate to use more than 100 Maori in the prison as bait to increase the other party's financial pressure. Forcing someone to lower their head to him in less than three days.

However, when everything went according to his plan, 49 had already lowered his head to the point where he was even willing to become Wang Da Fu's personal disciple. But why was his heart still beating so fast? He vaguely felt that this person who looked like he couldn't hold a grudge would become a monster?

What other cards did he have?

Murong Hao thought in silence for a while before slowly opening his mouth.

"Alright. Since this was Chef Wang's wish. "For your sake, I will send someone to negotiate with General Molda." After saying that, he took the initiative to give way, dismounted from his horse and stood to the side, respectfully showing respect to Wang Da Fu.

"Today is the day that you and my royal father agree to enter the palace. To show my respect for you. I, Murong Hao, am willing to give away my Ma Qi to Master Wang. I will personally escort you into the Forbidden City. "

After Murong Hao said this, praises filled the entire place.

"Oh my god! Am I seeing things?" The noble Crown Prince actually gave way to a lowly craftsman, and even gave his own Ma Qi for him to sit on? "

"This is indeed my Crown Prince." He naturally carried the demeanor of a royal family. "He's much better than Murong Nan, who only knows how to earn money and play with women every day."

"This is my Crown Prince!" No one could compare to him in terms of boldness and boldness! I believe that I will soon see a day of great power after I ascend to the throne! "

"Right now, I seem to have become a white horse in the hands of His Highness the crown prince. "That way, I can be killed by him every day."

"..."

Wang Dafu was so happy that he almost fainted!

His Highness the Crown Prince!

The great Crown Prince! He was actually willing to become a servant who led the horse forward! How big and imposing must the moon be to make such a decision?

At that time, he admired Murong Hao from the bottom of his heart. He swore that even if he had to sacrifice himself, he would completely repay Murong Hao for leading his horse today!

At that time, Wen Yan had been following Wang Da Fu. She watched her master mount a white horse, and her face was flushed red as she let Murong Hao lead the horse towards the Forbidden City. The corner of her mouth gradually revealed a mocking smile.

In less than two hours, Mo Yan had been led by Murong Hao into the Forbidden City. Because Wang Dafu was prepared to meet His Majesty, he couldn't bring her along, so he arranged for her to stroll around as she pleased.

At the same time, some sharp-eyed servants were worried that Ink Yan, who also entered the palace with Wang Da Fu, would feel unwell due to the cold treatment, so a young eunuch called Sixi took the initiative to introduce Ink Yan.

Sixi was a little boy about the same age as Ink Yan. He looked to be at most 14 years old. His face was fair and clean, his eyes were still deer eyes. He looked sharp and spirited with his distinct black and white. When she smiled, she was especially radiant.

When Ink Yan saw such a delightful feeling, she took out the red packet that her master had given her and gave it to him without changing a single word.

Following that, she saw Fourth Xi, who was not yet 14 years old, very skillfully put the red packet back into her sleeve. At the same time, his hand that was stuffed with red packets pinched the red packets' thickness without leaving a trace. She knew that this pure looking child before her was in fact an old man from the palace. Whether the red packet was generous or not would directly affect the quality of the service provided to him.

As expected, after Sixi confirmed that Ink Yan's red packet was a rare large number, his smile became even brighter. When the two sides looked at each other, they suddenly felt like they had found an organization.

"49?" Si Xi smiled and looked at Wen Yan, as he called out her name, and introduced her intimately, "The Forbidden City that we are in now, may be small, but it is not small at all. There were 9998 rooms. They are distributed amongst the Five Great Regions.

"According to your current identity. Aside from the Back Palace Empress Tian Que and His Majesty's Heartrest Palace, as well as the East Palace where the crown prince resided, there were roughly thirteen other palaces that were open to the public. I just don't know where you're going to open your eyes first. "

Originally, the reason why she had accepted him as her master was to use her identity as a chef to help the 128 Maori people who had followed her to eat and dress. By the way, I'll see if I can give them a chance to reestablish their business group. He just didn't expect that he would be brought into the palace on the day he became his disciple. She immediately decided that she was going in the direction of the chef. Then it was worse than that!

"Sixi, then would you please take me to see the imperial kitchen first? I'd like to see how the famous chefs of the palace cook their dishes. "

Si Xi immediately responded with a smile and brought Ink Yan to the imperial kitchen.

A thousand square meters of space, over a hundred chefs, all kinds of cooking pots steaming with steam, coupled with an antique layout of the house, Mo Yan stood at the entrance dumbfounded. He kept asking himself, "Is this the legendary royal kitchen that specializes in producing fine products?"

"49? What are you doing standing at the door? "

Sixi was pleased to see Ink Yan standing in the doorway, looking disappointed. In the palace, he had seen the expressions of a dozen people before.

However, Four Joy thought with some interest that none of these people could match up to his current 49 expressions. As for how he could be more memorable than others, he was already quite quick-witted. He scratched his head for a long time, but still couldn't think of a suitable term to describe him.

Ten years after the incident, one day, he met Murong Hao, the crippled emperor, at the entrance of the imperial kitchens. Only when the two of them mentioned today's matter, did he realize that his infatuation was purely due to the elite temperament that was carried by Ink Yan.

It was a feeling that was even more prominent and sharp than Murong Hao's harem full of women. However, if he were to continue investigating further, why was it that he couldn't find another person with such a temperament? Si Xi started to shake his head dejectedly, he could only admit, "Ink Yan, Ink Yan, those people were not born in a big way ~"