The three of them were enjoying their meal around a pot, and they ate almost two large plates of food.
Just as Xu Milu was stopping Lola from adding chili to the cheese, the head of the palace guards hurried in, his expression unusually serious:
"Your Highness, Elder Lola, and Lady Milu, good day."
He handed over a document that looked like an invitation:
"Lady Milu, the council of elders has charged you with first-degree murder for attempting to poison the princess. The hearing is scheduled for three days from now."
Xu Milu almost dropped the fried chicken in her hand.
Murder? She murdered Sunny?
Is it a crime to try to stuff someone to death with food?
Thinking this, she took another bite of the fried chicken in her hand.
Lola narrowed her eyes and immediately retorted, "What about Sanette? Milu is his guest. How dare the elders?"
The head guard said in a deep voice, "His Majesty has gone to the underground city. Even if we get the news and rush back, it will be too late."
Sanette has been crafting kitchenware for Xu Milu these past few days. His forging furnace is in the underground city, and it would take at least a week to travel back and forth between the castle and the city.
This was planned in advance!
Xu Milu frowned.
Lola was so angry she lost her composure: "The Dwarf Elders are a bunch of disgusting, withered radishes, even worse than the monkeys on Monkey Island!"
Although she is one of the thirteen elders of the Gourmet Association, the Gourmet Association's influence is always limited in the relatively independent Mandolin. Now that Sanette is not here, it is self-evident what the Dwarf Elders' purpose is in making trouble.
"This is truly the craziest sweet tooth I've ever seen, bar none."
Xu Milu took a bite of the fried chicken in her hand and muttered to herself.
In China, there are always some mysterious groups that are usually hidden among the crowds and cannot be found. But when big days like the Dragon Boat Festival and the Mid-Autumn Festival come around, they will spring up like mushrooms after rain, spontaneously forming "sweet party", "salty party" and "spicy party", and have a heated and in-depth discussion about whether tofu pudding should be sweet, salty or spicy, and whether mooncakes should be five-nut or meat-filled rice dumplings.
But this is the first time I've seen Xu Milu, a sweet-loving person, so crazy that she wants to eliminate all "spicy" people.
“Milu, this hearing is very important to you. If you are absent or fail, the Dwarven Elders will definitely find a way to convict you. If the crime is minor, it will be fine, just banishment from the island for a hundred years and a banishment from the Mandolin. But if you are convicted of murder, you may be sentenced to three hundred years in prison!”
Lola calmly analyzed, "But don't be afraid. There is still a chance. As long as you insist that you are a member of the Gourmet Association and that you were invited with me to study the mandolin, the elders will not dare to do anything to you."
“But the crime of murder simply doesn’t exist. Mandolin is non-toxic. As long as it can be proven that mandolin is non-toxic, the charge of murdering Sunny will not stand.”
Xu Milu glanced at the panicked Sunny and immediately squatted down to comfort her, saying, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
"Miss Milu, will you leave like your mother?"
Sunny's voice trembled as she threw herself into Xu Milu's arms, crying, "I don't want to! I don't want to!"
The head guard standing to the side was somewhat shocked; this was the first time the frail Princess Sunny had expressed such extreme reluctance.
“If the elders want evidence, then I will attend the hearing with Miss Milu. I am the best evidence.”
Sunny clenched her fists as if to bolster her courage, and said firmly:
"The mandolin is the culmination of my mother's life's work, and I will never let them destroy it. Even if it's the elders, I will not back down!"
However, her slightly trembling shoulders betrayed her true feelings.
Xu Milu knew that Sunny had developed a psychological "transference". Even though she and Queen Missy had nothing in common, as human beings, they were both good at cooking spicy food. In just a few days, little Sunny had already begun to rely on her.
"Captain, where will the hearing be held?"
Xu Milu suddenly asked a question, and the head guard was taken aback:
"In the hearing hall inside the banyan tree on the mountain, this hearing will be presided over by Chief Justice Jeber, with food journalist Ms. Nanako and food hunter Morgan participating as experts. The jury will be composed of Mandolin Islanders, and a jury of one hundred people will decide whether you are guilty or not."
"Okay, then I need to prepare well for the hearing in three days."
Xu Milu smiled and patted Sunny's head, showing no sign of worry.
"Rest assured, I will ensure that the mandolin cultivated by Queen Missy receives its due recognition at the hearing. They will be captivated by the deliciousness of the mandolin and will give Queen Missy justice."
Sunny bit her lip, clinging to Xu Milu's waist and refusing to let go. Her big eyes were brimming with tears, but she nodded emphatically.
"Um!"
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"Missie has been busy for over a hundred years and still hasn't been able to get the mandolin onto the dwarves' table, and you actually think you can convince those stubborn old men at the hearing?"
Lola asked incredulously, "Do you know how difficult these old potatoes are?"
There's a saying that quantitative change leads to qualitative change. Perhaps Queen Missy wasn't doing something in vain. Sometimes all you need is an opportunity and a key figure to drive change.
Xu Milu was squatting in the flower bed, examining the mandrake pepper plants left behind by Queen Missy. Various colors of mandrake fruits hung from the branches, a mix of red and yellow, lush green, and full of vitality. It was clear at a glance that they had been well taken care of.
“After my mother passed away, my father took care of these mandolins. Although he burned my mother’s recipes, he still kept these.”
Sunny whispered.
"Your father is probably afraid that seeing those recipes will remind him of your mother, but in my opinion, his longing for your mother is no less than your longing for her."
Xu Milu carefully cut off one of the mandolin peppers with scissors. It was a light yellow mandolin variety, and when broken open, it had a slightly sour and spicy smell that was quite intoxicating.
[Yellow Datura: The fruit is non-toxic, has a spicy and pungent taste, is edible, and has a sour and spicy flavor.]
She also discovered a special kind of mandolin.
【Flaming Mandolin: The fruit is non-toxic, turns purple when ripe, has a pungent and spicy taste, is extremely hot, and is edible. Capture level: Seven stars.】
The purple mandolin has a clearly defined capture level, and there are also records about mandolin in the system. This means that this exotic ingredient, mandolin, is very likely being cultivated as food somewhere outside the island.
As Xu Milu pondered, she broke off a small piece of purple mandrake chili pepper to try.
"hiss--"
Just a tiny bit of chili powder, a light touch on the tongue, and an extremely intense spiciness sweeps over you, like being burned by flames.
Saliva automatically secreted from her mouth in an attempt to resist, but it was no use against such a strong spiciness. Waves of heat surged from the tip of her tongue to her esophagus, and Xu Milu's whole body turned the color of a boiled shrimp.
"puff!"
She opened her mouth, and a burst of scorching heat from her throat erupted, spewing out a tiny flame.
Just a little bit was enough to make Xu Milu sweat profusely and transform her into a fire-breathing dragon.
"This is amazing!! This is exactly what I've been looking for!"
Xu Milu's eyes shone brightly, and her forehead was covered in a dense layer of sweat.
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