The Empress's lingering emotions gradually dissipated.
【Fragrance~】
Hehe, this is the taste!
[It smells so good, I haven't smelled anything like it in ages!]
With Tianfeng in his arms and the Second Prince's assistance, the little boy walked step by step to Ye Lanyin's side.
She slammed Tianfeng into Ye Lanyin's arms.
Tianfeng wanted to cry but had no tears.
Little master, is it okay to be so rude?
It's still a child, okay?
"Mother~"
"Mmm~ Mmm~"
Ye Lanyin smiled and hugged Tianfeng.
The Queen then noticed the unusual nature of the chick.
The chicken has pale yellow feathers and a light-colored comb on its head.
The chicken's beak, still chewing.
Was this the same animal used for the sacrificial ceremony last time?
She was standing quite far away and didn't see clearly.
"Mrs. Lin, is this a chicken?"
"I have never seen anyone so beautiful and adorable."
Ye Lanyin smiled and patted Tianfeng's chicken head. "Yes, this chicken was found at the gate of the mansion. I thought it was going to die, but Wanwan saved it."
The second prince recalled the golden phoenix in his dream when Zi Ling's soul and spirit were annihilated.
Without thinking, he reached out and touched Tianfeng's chicken head.
Tianfeng seemed to enjoy it, nuzzling against the Second Prince's palm and reluctant to leave.
Yao Qianshu pulled Lin Chang'an aside and said, "Chang'an, His Majesty just told me that if I can find someone to stay for a meal, I can stay."
"Why don't you come with me to the Imperial Study and let the Emperor see it, so he won't disbelieve me?"
Lin Chang'an was already craving the imperial cuisine he had eaten last time.
He looked timidly at Ye Lanyin, "Mother, is it okay?"
"No, His Majesty is extremely busy with state affairs; how can we disturb him in the Imperial Study?"
"The family has already prepared a meal, so we won't cause His Majesty any trouble."
Lin Wanwan thought of the huge table of meat and chicken soup from last time.
Then she thought about how she could only eat sticky porridge at home, and she tugged at Ye Lanyin's skirt.
He shook his head.
"No……"
"gas……"
"gas……"
She pointed to the doorway, then shook her head.
Seeing that Ye Lanyin didn't react, she started throwing a tantrum on the ground.
He rolled frantically on the ground, seemingly oblivious to Ye Lanyue's presence.
In no time, his face was covered in dust.
"Waaaaah..."
"Waaaaah..."
"Every time..."
The second prince almost died laughing.
Who would have thought that the Goddess Ziling, who never had to worry about food or drink, would one day throw a tantrum?
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