Hearing this, Kangxi didn't know what else to say. It was indeed like this for the past few years, but the feelings he had given over the past thirty years were genuine.

All he could do was pull her shoulders together. "Suit yourself. If you want to leave, I can't stop you."

Seeing Kangxi's attitude, Wanwan also felt a little uncomfortable. Even though the two had drifted apart in recent years, Kangxi's kindness to her in the previous decades was genuine.

However, these advantages gradually faded as Kangxi grew wary.

Seeing Kangxi's greatly disappointed expression, Wanwan said, "Your Majesty, I plan to cook dinner myself tonight and would like to invite Your Majesty to dine with me. I wonder if Your Majesty would be willing to accept?"

Kangxi understood that this was probably the best way for the two of them to get along so far.

"He wants to have one last meal with me before he leaves."

Wanwan paused after hearing this. Actually, that wasn't what he meant. She still had things to do at the meal. "Your Majesty can think of it that way."

"Alright, I'll come over again tonight."

After Kangxi finished speaking, he turned and left, afraid that he would be reluctant to part with it; this could be considered a flaw in his character.

When someone is right in front of you, you don't cherish them much. But when they're about to leave, you don't want them to go and want them to stay by your side.

Wanwan also stood up and looked at Kangxi's back, saying, "Then this concubine will respectfully welcome Your Majesty tonight."

afternoon

Wanwan actually cooked herself. Over the years, she had learned a lot: embroidery, cooking, and even playing the flute and zither. In short, she had learned all sorts of refined arts.

Oh, and there's also the art of making tea. This was very popular in the Song Dynasty, and Wanwan figured she might as well learn it since she had some free time.

However, apart from starting the fire, Wanwan did everything else for the meal by herself, without letting anyone else help.

Wanwan: [Xiao Jiu, you said before that you would have a drug that weakens people, and that it wouldn't be detected, right?]

The system was surprised; after several years, its host was finally going to call it out.

If the host doesn't contact it again, it feels that this system is too easy to use, or rather, too insignificant.

System: [Yes, host, there is such a medicine, and everything in the system space is free.]

While Wanwan was cooking, she was communicating with the system in her mind.

Wanwan: [Then let's put the flower color you mentioned into my dish. It won't affect me, right?]

System: [Host, rest assured, you possess wood-type abilities, so any injury will be extremely minor and negligible. If you're still worried, drink a sip of the spiritual spring water, and all problems will be solved.]

Wanwan put the vegetables into the pot and stir-fried them.

Wanwan: [Then I'll put Huayan into all the dishes I make. Besides, you said that the effects of the medicine take time to work. I don't think Kangxi would think of me. It's just because he's old and in poor health.]

System: [Yes, host. Hua Yan is a medicine specifically designed to weaken the body.]

Current medical technology cannot detect it at all, and besides, the effect lasts for three years. After three years, the person will become weak and die, or die of old age.

Wanwan: [Okay, go back to sleep after you administer the medicine.]

System: It really is a case of using it and then throwing it away.

Then they went to great lengths to add drugs to every dish.

System: Perfect. It's a round, furry ball now and can't make any other expressions.

My darlings, you absolutely must read this!

Thank you for your support.

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