The imperial palace, the Main Hall.
Ji Chengxue was wearing a dragon robe with his hands clasped behind his back. There was a slight smile on his face as he narrowed his eyes and strolled through the main hall.
He was currently in a very good mood. After such a long time, he was finally able to taste Owner Bu's dishes. His appetite was satisfied and his mood was naturally much better. His entire body seemed to be floating as he walked.
Many of the eunuchs in the main hall could not help but cover their mouths and chuckle as they watched Ji Chengxue constantly pacing around the main hall. Occasionally, he would even jump in joy.
Ji Chengxue was now the emperor. Ever since he ascended to the throne, the impression he gave people was that of an incomparably dignified and energetic appearance. Nowadays, it was rare to see him like this. The eunuchs naturally found it amusing and covered their mouths.
After taking a few steps, Ji Chengxue felt that the gazes around him were a little off. He raised his eyebrows and looked around at the group of eunuchs who were covering their mouths and blushing. He was slightly taken aback and realized that his actions just now must have caused these eunuchs to laugh.
With a slightly embarrassed expression, Ji Chengxue lightly coughed and sternly said with a straight face, "What are you laughing at? Have you never seen my after-meal exercise?"
When the eunuchs heard this, they immediately lowered their heads even more and chuckled one after another.
Even Ji Chengxue himself could not help but chuckle. He was indeed in a good mood tonight.
Ji Chengxue walked to the front of the dragon throne, lightly fluttering the hem of his dragon robe as he calmly sat down on the throne.
Suddenly, from outside the main hall, a figure quickly flew in and knelt in front of Ji Chengxue. Ji Chengxue was slightly taken aback and lightly coughed.
"Reporting, Your Majesty, there is an incident in the imperial mausoleum. Ji Chengyu has been taken away and his whereabouts are currently unknown."
The person kneeling in front of the main hall solemnly reported the incident.
What?!
The joy on Ji Chengxue's face instantly disappeared. Ji Chengyu was banished to the imperial mausoleum by Emperor Changfeng. Did he dare to escape without permission? But his cultivation was also sealed, so he should not have the ability to escape at all.
At this moment, Lian Fu also walked out from behind the main hall. His face was solemn as he pinched his thumb and middle finger and twisted his waist.
"I have only been gone for a few days and King Yu has already been taken away? Could it be that someone planned this? "Lian Fu frowned and said.
Ji Chengxue's brows were almost knitted into a knot, and he suddenly felt a little annoyed. Ji Chengyu's identity was very sensitive. He had been living well in the Imperial Mausoleum, but because of what happened in the Imperial Capital, he brought Lian Fu here. He did not expect such a thing to happen.
"Leaving the imperial mausoleum is the same as disobeying the decree of the late emperor. I originally thought King Yu was already disheartened, but I didn't expect him to still have the courage to leave. The next time I meet King Yu, I will definitely bring him to justice in order to respect the dignity of the late emperor!" Lian Fu flicked his sleeves and pinched his thumb and middle finger together. His sharp voice contained a hint of anger.
Ji Chengxue lightly sighed. After escaping from the imperial mausoleum, could it be that King Yu was planning to make a comeback? There was still a seal placed on his body by Emperor Changfeng in his Dragon Soul state. An ordinary seventh grade Battle-Saint would not be able to break it. Without cultivation … what was the use of a mere mortal like him?
Ji Chengxue pinched his fingers. His gaze became somewhat indifferent as he softly murmured, "Originally, I had spared your life because of Imperial Father. I hoped that you wouldn't do anything foolish …"
...
Bu Fang carried the round plate out of the kitchen and placed the dish on the dining table. After washing his hands, he sat down on a chair full of anticipation.
The round plate was rather large and contained the Dragon Blood Rice Donburi.
The Dragon Blood Meat Donburi was made using Dragon Blood Rice and the loin meat of the seventh grade spirit beast, Wandering Dragon Cow. Just this ingredient alone was enough to make one unable to ignore it.
Boiling hot air surged up violently. It was thick and did not disperse, carrying with it a rich aroma of meat and rice.
Bu Fang picked up a blue-and-white porcelain spoon and scooped up a spoonful of Dragon Blood Rice. Each grain of rice was plump and firm. Due to the surging hot air, there seemed to be some water on the surface. Tsk, the red rice was extremely eye-catching. Even though this Dragon Blood Rice was grown from being soaked in dragon blood, it did not have the fishy smell of dragon blood. Instead, it had the fragrance of white rice.
That kind of fragrance was like milk that slowly flowed into one's heart, causing one's heart to involuntarily feel a little sweetness.
After putting this spoonful of Dragon Blood Rice into his mouth, Bu Fang's eyebrows immediately twitched. After chewing lightly, the grains of Dragon Blood Rice in his mouth were clearly separated and chaotically moved between his teeth and tongue.
The Dragon Blood Rice was slightly harder than ordinary rice and was more chewy. When it bounced off the walls of one's mouth, it gave one a special feeling.
Once it entered Bu Fang's mouth, a rich spiritual essence instantly erupted. It surged up from his mouth and washed over his entire body.
Even though this spiritual essence could not compare to the spiritual essence of the Black Swamp Boa, it was still not bad.
He scooped up another spoonful of soup made from the Wandering Dragon Cow and poured the boiling soup into his mouth. The steaming soup mixed with the Dragon Blood Rice in his mouth. The chewy Wandering Dragon Cow meat also swam in the soup, causing Bu Fang's entire body to tremble.
As he lightly exhaled hot air, Bu Fang's mouth was trembling. It was truly too hot.
However, this scalding sensation was the most enjoyable part of eating Donburi. The scorching heat in one's mouth made one unable to stop. The rich fragrance spread in one's mouth, and the feeling of wanting to swallow yet not daring to do so, was simply … exhilarating!
At this moment, Bu Fang was experiencing this exhilarating sensation, a mixture of pain and happiness. As he swallowed the steaming soup mixed with the Dragon Blood Rice in his mouth, the soothing sensation caused all the pores on his body to slightly open up.
"This feels good!" Bu Fang lightly exhaled a breath of hot air. The feeling of being relieved of a heavy burden after swallowing a steaming hot Donburi was always present.
He licked his lips. His tongue was slightly numb from the scalding sensation.
"Actually, the taste of this Wandering Dragon Cow meat soup would be even better with a little chili," Bu Fang mumbled as he chewed on the porcelain spoon in his mouth.
However, Bu Fang was actually not very fond of chili. Many of the dishes he cooked were not very spicy, but chili was a very good seasoning.
"In the future, I'll just adjust it according to the taste of the customers." Bu Fang pursed his lips. He had chili, and the Abyssal Chili Sauce was still stored in his system storage.
Without thinking about it, Bu Fang wholeheartedly began to enjoy the Dragon Blood Donburi. He ate happily, covering his mouth from time to time to exhale hot air.
His appearance was indeed painful and happy at the same time. However, in front of the delicacy, he could not control himself.
By the time he finished the entire bowl of Donburi, fine beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead.
Rubbing his slightly bulging stomach, Bu Fang curled up on the chair. He was so lazy that he did not want to move at all.
After calming down for a while, Bu Fang finally stood up, cleaned the table, and returned to the kitchen. This could be considered as a new dish, one that Bu Fang quite liked.
Dragon Blood Donburi was both nutritious and delicious.
After tidying up everything, Bu Fang stretched his back, yawned, and returned upstairs. After taking a comfortable hot bath, he lay down on his bed and closed his eyes.
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, he would have a good night's sleep.
In the early morning, the morning star leaped out and excitedly emitted a radiance from its body, sprinkling its gentle light over the land.
The door of Fang Fang's Little Store, which was located in the alleyway, was also opened, revealing a sleepy Bu Fang.
His slender fingers were holding onto a porcelain plate, and within the porcelain plate was the fragrant Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs.
Placing the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs in front of Blacky, Bu Fang rubbed Blacky's head and yawned. He pulled out a chair and curled up on it, feeling the slightly cold air.
On both sides of the imperial city's long street, there were already morning market vendors hawking their wares.
A group of people dressed in black, carrying a sedan chair, stopped at the entrance of the alleyway.
A figure walked toward the sedan chair. This figure's face was covered with a black cloth, and he was dressed in a black warrior's robe. It was obvious that he was trying to hide his identity...
However, that shiny head and the few scars on it … Well, if this guy was standing in front of Bu Fang, Bu Fang would definitely recognize him.
The young monk pulled open the curtain of the sedan chair and single-handedly pulled out a figure.
"To hell with Zhao Musheng. Instead of letting this little monk have a good night's sleep early in the morning, he actually made this little monk do such a low-level, unskilled thing." The young monk cursed as he took a few steps forward and flung the figure to the ground. He glanced at the figure, stepped on the long and narrow tail of the serpent, bent down and said, "Serpent-Man, listen up. If you want to save your companion, then go look for Owner Bu. Don't blame this little monk for not reminding you..."
Ah Ni, who was struggling to get up from the ground, angrily glared at the baldy.
"Go early, or else you'll have to line up..." The young monk rubbed his head and laughed carefreely. He led the sedan chair bearers away.
Only the serpent-man Ah Ni was left on the ground, gnashing his teeth in anger.
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