"Audacious! Chu Beiqing!"
Empress Feng was about to command people to seize Chu Beiqing.
"Hold on, everyone step back. Do not be disrespectful to Beiqing, he ans no harm."
Emperor Longteng glanced at the item in his hand, his previously stern expression softened imdiately.
He stared blankly at the object in his hands.
It was a roasted sweet potato still emanating heat.
"What filthy stuff is this, Emperor, are you alright?"
Empress Feng wore a face full of concern.
"It’s a roasted sweet potato, Empress, you’ve probably never tasted it... When we were young, Bei Qing and I ate them together."
Emperor Longteng looked at Chu Beiqing’s dirty hands and clothing; clearly, the roasted sweet potato was secretly brought in concealed within his robes.
When he was young and still the Crown Prince, the Grand Tutor summoned by the late Emperor was extrely strict.
He was slow-witted and often couldn’t recite his lessons.
The Grand Tutor then commanded the palace maids and eunuchs to withhold his als.
Dizzy with hunger, he once even fainted in the study.
In the middle of the night, he slled a sweet fragrance, and upon awakening, he found a roasted sweet potato in his hand.
At that ti, Chu Beiqing, only seven or eight years old, did not know where he got the roasted sweet potatoes from, having secretly scaled several palace walls to bring him pieces of it.
The famished Emperor Longteng felt that the few pieces of fragrant roasted sweet potatoes were the most delicious thing he had ever eaten in his life, unmatched even by the finest Spiritual Food.
Empress Feng looked puzzled as she watched Emperor Longteng peel the sweet potato, its thin skin like paper, easily revealing the honey-colored flesh inside.
Taking a bite, he found it full of a soft, fragrant sweetness, indescribably delicious.
Emperor Longteng’s palate, spoiled by Spiritual Food and various rare delicacies, found warmth in a piece of roasted sweet potato, an unspeakable comfort.
"Delicious, this sweet potato is really good."
"Reporting to the Emperor, this sweet potato was grown and baked by . My father had just secretly kept a piece, I thought he wanted to keep it for a snack, but instead, he was thinking of the Emperor."
Xin Lin spoke softly, her face filled with "apprehension."
"Your father, has taken good care of since childhood."
Emperor Longteng sighed.
"Empress, the Truth Water indeed has a certain toxicity after consumption, there’s no need to take it. I believe Xin Lin’s words. She is a sensible child, she wouldn’t harm anyone without reason. Issue my decree, reward Prince Chen with two beautiful and talented won."
The implication was as clear as it could be.
Prince Chen’s son with wasted veins—one more child, and that would count as compensation.
It seems the matter of the wasted veins will no longer be pursued.
Upon hearing this, a flash of coldness swept through Empress Feng’s phoenix eyes.
Just over a piece of sweet potato, Emperor Longteng’s attitude changed completely?
Does this sweet potato possess so magical power?
"What the Emperor said is right; I was inconsiderate."
Empress Feng agreed reluctantly and reluctantly nodded.
"Xin Lin, you roasted this sweet potato? Your culinary skill is not bad, who did you learn it from?"
Emperor Longteng still held that piece of roasted sweet potato in his hands.
In Emperor Longteng’s eyes, there was a hint of shrewdness.
A discerning assessnt of whether it’s a mule or a horse is right before him—just needs to be paraded to know.
This roasted sweet potato by Xin Lin is the most delicious among all the roasted sweet potatoes Emperor Longteng had eaten.
"Reporting to the Emperor, since I was young, I followed my mother, who has excellent culinary skills. Not only can I roast sweet potatoes, I can also make stead buns. The White Jade Stead Buns that Lady Shipin previously loved were made by ."
Xin Lin replied confidently.
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