Emperor Longteng clearly felt that Empress Feng had hostility towards Xin Lin.
This was not like Empress Feng’s usual deanor.
Empress Feng paused, the radiant and beautiful face showed a hint of grievance.
"Your Majesty, I did this all for your dignity, for Longteng’s face. You know better than anyone how Xin Lin got his three-star Spirit Chef title. This is your birthday banquet, if Xin Lin sses up, it will tarnish your reputation. I know you cherish Chu Beiqing, but even families must settle scores clearly."
After speaking, Empress Feng wiped her eye corners.
"Empress, I know you’re considering . But that child’s skills are indeed remarkable, you have tasted those Delicious Spiritual Food buns."
Emperor Longteng sighed, both hands were dear to him.
"Your Majesty, that’s because you haven’t tasted the Spiritual Longevity Peach Bun. Yang Su’s Spiritual Longevity Peach Bun is also singularly unparalleled, I intend to let you and the Empress Dowager have a taste."
Empress Feng finished speaking and gestured to the palace maid.
The palace maid soon presented a tray of Spiritual Longevity Peach Buns.
"Your birthday celebration, Spiritual Longevity Peach Bun is most fitting, Your Majesty see, these Peach Buns are not only delicately made but also are an exceptional taste."
Empress Feng finished speaking, just about to present a Peach Bun.
Emperor Longteng took the Spiritual Longevity Peach Bun, was about to put it to his mouth, and suddenly paused.
"It’s getting late, Empress, you must attend to the arrangents for palace guests in the coming days, you may withdraw for now, the Spiritual Longevity Peach Bun, tomorrow I shall send it to the Empress Dowager."
Hearing this, Empress Feng gracefully bowed and left.
The mont Empress Feng withdrew, Emperor Longteng’s gaze changed.
He quickly looked at the tray of Peach Buns.
He picked up one Peach Bun, and the veins on the back of his hand slightly bulged.
In an instant, the Peach Bun froze into a hard lump.
"Well done Yang Su, actually plotted against ."
Emperor Longteng waved his sleeve, his killing intent prominent.
But the killing intent flashed by and soon cald as if nothing had happened.
"Deliver the command, summon the Minister of Imperial Sacrificial Worship."
After a mont, Monk Fengxi in monk’s robes entered.
Monk Fengxi looked sowhat weary, with a handso face, faint shadows beneath his eyes.
Upon entering, Monk Fengxi paused montarily.
He bent over and picked up the Spiritual Longevity Peach Bun.
"Fengxi, take a look, the situation with the Dragon Ancient Tomb really couldn’t be kept under wraps, one by one they wish to probe , probe Longteng."
Emperor Longteng’s expression remained unchanged as he looked at Monk Fengxi, his eyes held a mysterious glint.
"Your Majesty, soldiers co and go, water floods the Earth."
In Monk Fengxi’s hand, the Spiritual Longevity Peach Bun had already returned to its original state, showing no sign of freezing.
Emperor Longteng’s eyes flickered slightly.
"Thus, did Taichang Holy Institute find out the true identities of those who broke into the Dragon Ancient Tomb?"
Emperor Longteng urgently asked.
Ultimately, those who broke into the Dragon Bone Graveyard and took a portion of the Dragon Vein are the real culprits, those in Purple Cloud City are likely that group letting the news slip.
"Your Majesty, those people belong to different factions, by now they are no longer in Purple Cloud City... maybe so remain, but they’re beyond your control."
Monk Fengxi squinted his eyes, answering with ambiguity.
"This... what should I do now?"
Emperor Longteng hesitated to speak.
"Just have a splendid fortieth birthday."
Monk Fengxi looked at the Spiritual Longevity Peach Bun while thinking, it’s been a long ti since he’s eaten the White Jade Stead Bun.
"Have the Imperial Kitchen prepare a tray of Peach Buns, tomorrow morning, have soone send them to the Empress Dowager."
From the Imperial Study Room, Emperor Longteng’s voice resonated.
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