After entering the space, Lin Yizhen lay directly on the chaise longue, waiting for Xianghe and the others to come over and massage her shoulders and arms.
Before she knew it, Lin Yizhen fell asleep on the couch.
When she woke up again, it was already five o'clock. Lin Yizhen hurriedly got up and left the space.
It was already dark at five o'clock in the winter, but Lin Yizhen's house was still pitch black. After leaving the space, Lin Yizhen quickly lit the oil lamp.
Then, he used his consciousness to instruct Xianghe and the others to go to the imperial kitchen to get wine and food.
Today is New Year's Eve, and Lin Yizhen plans to drink some wine to cheer herself up.
Tonight's meal was particularly sumptuous, specially ordered by Lin Yizhen. There were sixteen dishes in total, eight cold dishes, eight hot dishes, and a jar of sweet-scented osmanthus wine.
Today's sixteen dishes all use rare ingredients.
Such as braised duck tongue, sliced donkey lips, Buddha jumps over the wall, steamed bear paws, and two famous medicinal dishes of Dajing Palace.
Not only do these dishes take a very long time to prepare, they are also some of the dishes that are relatively scarce in stock in the imperial kitchen.
Usually, Lin Yizhen is reluctant to eat it.
Lin Yizhen would only order these dishes on important festivals like New Year’s Eve.
After the dishes were served, Lin Yizhen had just poured the wine when she realized that she was the only one eating all the food on the table, and she suddenly lost her appetite.
Lin Yizhen looked at the large table of dishes in front of her and recalled her past days in Linjiabao.
At that time, the Lin Family Fort enjoyed a high status in the martial arts world. Every year during the New Year and other festivals, many sects and noble families would visit and send gifts to the Lin Family Fort.
It has only been a short time, and now I am the only one left in the entire Lin Family Castle.
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