This dish could actually light up!
Xiao Meng and Xiao Yue were both dumbstruck. They were completely attracted by the splendor and fragrance in front of them. Within the claypot, beams of light seemed to break out of a cocoon as they filled their eyes. It was so dazzling and eye-catching.
The brilliance only lasted for a breath's time before vanishing. Steaming white steam gushed out from the claypot like a tangible fragrance.
Xiao Yue swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He felt that the injuries caused by Xiao Meng had healed in an instant. He didn't feel the slightest bit of pain. His gaze fell on the dish in the claypot.
This Amethyst Spirit Abalone Soup was not a thick soup and was different from the Sage Herb Phoenix Chicken Soup. It was not greasy and was instead very refreshing. The soup was clear and transparent like a clear spring in the mountains. It was incomparably sweet and even the Sky Spirit Abalone at the bottom of the soup could be clearly seen.
After the Sky Spirit Abalone was cooked, its meat was turned over and emitted a rich fragrance. There were no other impurities in the broth. The Amethyst Heart Orchid was completely melted into the broth and not even a trace of residue was left.
It was as if this Amethyst Spirit Abalone Soup was directly boiled with Sky Spirit Abalone and Tianshan spring water.
Bu Fang took a small celadon bowl and scooped some soup with a porcelain spoon. The soup was so clear that if it wasn't for the steam and the rich aroma, one would have thought that it was really boiling water.
When Xiao Yue received the porcelain bowl from Bu Fang, he finally came back to his senses. He helped his mother, who was leaning against the chair, to sit up straight. Xiao Meng, who was beside him, took a step forward and directly took the porcelain bowl from Xiao Yue's hands.
The face of Xiao Meng, the number one expert of the Empire, had long since lost its calmness and calmness. There was only caution and worry.
With trembling hands, he scooped up a spoonful of soup and slowly fed it to Ji Ru'Er. Xiao Meng's heart was in his throat as he unblinkingly stared at Ji Ru'Er's pale face.
All of a sudden, his eyes abruptly burst forth with a bright light. This was because he noticed that after Ji Ru'Er drank the spoonful of soup, a hint of redness surfaced on her pale face. This was something that had never happened before!
It worked! It really worked!
Xiao Meng was so excited that he almost spilled the soup in his bowl. He quickly calmed himself down and continued to feed Ji Ru'Er the soup.
One spoonful at a time, she was very careful, as if she was protecting her most precious possession.
Bu Fang glanced at the two of them. Then, he used his chopsticks to scoop up the Sky Spirit Abalone from the bottom of the claypot. He pinched the shell of the Sky Spirit Abalone. The magic array on the shell was emitting a fluorescent light. It was slightly hot and the abalone was trembling.
Green smoke curled up from Bu Fang's hand as the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife appeared. With a twirl of the knife, Bu Fang chopped the Sky Spirit Abalone into small pieces.
"Feed it to her. This Sky Spirit Abalone has absorbed the efficacy of the Amethyst Heart Orchid and many other spirit herbs. Under the catalysis of the Spirit Array, the healing effect should be better." Bu Fang handed the spirit abalone to Xiao Meng and said.
Xiao Meng gratefully glanced at Bu Fang, then fed the spirit abalone meat into Ji Ru'Er's mouth. Immediately, Ji Ru'Er, who had been motionless all this while, slightly trembled. She opened her mouth and let out a soft breath.
This breath contained a surging amount of rich spirit energy, causing the entire store to be filled with a rich fragrance.
Xiao Meng became even more excited. Under his excited gaze, Ji Ru'Er's long eyelashes trembled and her eyes slowly opened...
...
The chill was getting colder and colder. The snowflakes were getting thicker and thicker, covering the streets of the imperial city with white snow.
On the long street, two figures were slowly walking. Ji Chengxue was wearing a long white robe with a fur cloak draped over his shoulders as he walked amidst the wind and snow. Beside him was a majestic man wearing a short-sleeved linen shirt. The man had a wild beard and his eyes were like copper bells.
The two of them slowly walked, leaving behind a trail of footprints on the long street.
"Your Highness, tomorrow is the late emperor's funeral, yet Chief Eunuch Lian called the three princes into the palace today. Could it be that he is going to announce His Majesty's will?" the tall and burly man with a full beard said in a muffled voice.
As Ji Chengxue slowly walked, he gave the man a glance and said with a gentle smile, "Perhaps. However, regardless of the contents of the will … those two brothers of mine will definitely fight it out."
The man with a full beard glanced at Ji Chengxue and suddenly asked, "Your Highness, do you think the late emperor will pass the throne to you in his will?"
When Ji Chengxue heard this question, he was immediately startled. His entire body also stopped walking and stood on the spot. The wind and snow were howling and the cold wind was rustling.
"Impossible, he has no reason to pass the throne to me. After all … I am the son he hated the most," Ji Chengxue indifferently said. His voice was distant and filled with a sigh.
Then, Ji Chengxue continued walking forward. The man with a full beard immediately stopped talking and followed behind him toward the majestic Main Hall.
At the entrance of the Gate of Heavenly Mystery, King Yu was standing ramrod straight. He wore a purple-gold crown on his head and had a belt inlaid with jade wrapped around his waist. He was in high spirits. Behind him was a respectful middle-aged man. The man had a flattering smile on his face and with a single glance, one could tell he was a quick-witted person.
This person was the minister of finance of the imperial city, Sun Qing.
King Yu glanced at Ji Chengxue, who was slowly approaching from afar, and sneered. He turned around and stepped into the Gate of Heavenly Mystery and walked toward the Main Hall.
The Gate of Heavenly Mystery was incomparably wide. The plaza was covered in pure white snow. Only two stone pillars with engravings on them stood upright. The top of the stone pillars was also covered in white snow. As far as the eye could see, it was a vast expanse of whiteness.
On the plaza of the Gate of Heavenly Mystery, there were a few eunuchs sweeping away the accumulated snow. Since the emperor's funeral was tomorrow, the snow would obstruct the path to the imperial mausoleum because they would have to pass through the Gate of Heavenly Mystery.
Within the majestic yet somewhat awe-inspiring Main Hall, there were many figures moving about. These figures were all high-ranking officials of the imperial court and all of them were reputable figures within the Light Wind Empire.
The Minister of the Left was wearing a court robe and was standing with a solemn expression. His eyes were slightly narrowed as if he was resting.
The Ouyang family, the Yang family, the minister of finance, and other high-ranking officials of the imperial court were also standing in silence, silently waiting for the appearance of Chief Eunuch Lian Fu. They knew that today was definitely not an ordinary day.
The emperor's posthumous edict, which had been kept a secret for so long, would have to be announced eventually. This would also decide the final owner of the throne.
What if it was the crown prince? Or King Yu? Many of the officials who were already standing in their positions were extremely perturbed.
As for the third prince … none of the officials thought highly of him. That was because the previous emperor's attitude toward the third prince gave them a feeling of disgust and disregard. Therefore, in the opinion of everyone, including Ji Chengxue himself, the possibility of him inheriting the throne was the lowest.
The three princes were all standing below the Main Hall. The golden dragon throne was right in front of them and they only needed to take a step forward to stand above everyone else.
Suddenly, the hall that was originally filled with chatter abruptly became silent. The crowd parted and Lian Fu respectfully held the imperial edict in his hands as he slowly walked in from outside the Main Hall. His expression was solemn and he did not smile, causing people to involuntarily feel a chill run down their spines.
After all, he was an expert at the seventh grade Battle-Saint level. His mood could already affect the mood of the people around him.
"Eunuch, is this … father's posthumous edict?" The crown prince looked at the imperial edict in Lian Fu's hands and could not help but ask for confirmation.
Lian Fu gave the crown prince a glance and solemnly nodded.
The crown prince was immediately overjoyed because he felt that the possibility of his father passing the throne to him was the highest. It was not only because he was the crown prince, but also because the emperor favored him the most when he was still alive.
Lian Fu pinched his thumb and middle finger together, flicked his horsetail whisk and hung it between his hands. Then, he gently unfolded the imperial edict and rolled up the posthumous edict. He stood in front of the dragon throne and prepared to read it out.
Below, everyone held their breaths as they stared at Lian Fu who was in front of the dragon throne, waiting for the final owner of the throne.
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