As the Queen's voice faded, beautiful music began, and the dance troupe immediately came on stage.

The first thing that catches the eye is a group of dancers dressed in colorful gauze skirts, forming a huge flower-shaped circle. Their long sleeves flow, and they cover their faces with feather fans, making them look ethereal.

"Pfft..."

However, as soon as the feather fan was moved away, Chunhu Siqiong immediately spat out the fruit wine she had just drunk.

The fox-faced man stared in disbelief, feeling as if he were about to go blind.

Can you imagine seeing a group of chubby men dressed in fairy-tale gowns, flaunting themselves and swaying in front of you?

I reckon they're already stuffed even without eating.

"cough…"

Even the usually serious Di Moyu twitched at the corner of his eye and silently put down the wine glass he was holding halfway.

In this situation, he's afraid he won't be able to swallow any alcohol.

Jun Feijue, on the other hand, was quite calm. Aesthetic sense and such were irrelevant to her. Although she felt something was off, she was more looking forward to the food.

However, in contrast to the unbearable sight of the master and his disciples, the officials below displayed a completely different expression.

Some of them had their eyes shining, some stared straight ahead, and some exchanged meaningful smiles, all praising the dance and the dancers as beautiful.

Anyway, no matter what, that expression definitely showed he was enjoying himself.

Seeing this, the disciples couldn't help but sigh inwardly once again, marveling at the incredible aesthetic sense of this matriarchal society.

"Grand Preceptor, how was the dance? Did you enjoy it?"

The Empress was clearly very satisfied, her eyes filled with a hint of pride and smugness as she looked at Jun Feijue. "This dance troupe is the best in the palace, and they are rarely shown to others. There is no second one like them in the entire Wuya Dynasty."

"kindness…"

Jun Feijue didn't know how to answer, so he could only nod perfunctorily, while his eyes kept looking around, waiting for the dishes to be served.

"Tap tap tap..."

Just then, the dishes were served.

Imperial cuisine is truly exceptional; regardless of the taste, its presentation alone deserves full marks.

However, faced with such delicious food, and after looking at the dancers performing in the room, the brothers and sisters simply couldn't find any appetite.

"eat."

Only Jun Feijue, holding a spoon in his hand, looked at the dishes on the table with an eager expression.

It was only at this point that Di Moyu and the others were completely certain that Jun Feijue was definitely a super foodie!

Although she herself had little appetite, Di Moyu immediately put some food in Jun Feijue's bowl because she wanted to eat.

Upon seeing the food in the bowl, Jun Feijue scooped it up without saying a word and put it in his mouth, chewing quickly.

However, after only a couple of chews, her brows furrowed tightly.

"how?"

Seeing that Jun Feijue had eaten, the Empress smiled and asked him aloud.

"It doesn't taste good."

Unexpectedly, Jun Feijue shook his head quite decisively.

This imperial meal looked quite impressive, but the taste was rather disappointing.

To put it simply, the fragrance wasn't strong enough.

The flavor was rather bland and simple, far inferior to the dishes made by Ji Fanya, which possessed an indescribable richness and complexity that made them addictive.

Although the officials present were divided into civil and military officials, even the lowest-ranking among them were at the Earth Profound Realm. Jun Feijue's answer naturally reached everyone's ears clearly.

Such a straightforward answer stunned not only the Queen, but also all the officials.