Chapter 133: Turtle Soup



Cao Cheng skillfully took out the silver needle and inserted it inside, but seeing no change, he felt at ease and let the emperor eat it.

After one bowl, the emperor was full of energy and felt like he could approve hundreds of memorials. He even drank up the little bit of liquid left at the bottom of the bowl.

Cao Cheng was surprised. His Majesty had no appetite today and didn't eat much of the food from the imperial kitchen. He didn't expect that he would like the food sent by the princess so much.

The prince looked at it eagerly, wondering why his father didn't leave a bite for him.

The emperor couldn't help but ask: "Yuan Xi, what kind of soup is so delicious?"

"Turtle soup."

[Hehe, this soup is made from the shells of giant turtles caught in Prince Mu's mansion. But the turtle was too stingy and only gave me a little shell.]

Jiang Yuanxi felt very sorry.

[How can I convince it to stew itself for me to taste? ]

emperor:......

Prince: ...The living king of hell, confirmed.

The emperor wanted to discuss something with two ministers, so the prince took Jiang Yuanxi to the Imperial Observatory.

The prince seemed to be hesitant to speak all the way.

"Yuan Xi, is there any soup left? Can you let my prince have a taste?" he almost begged.

He could smell the smell and wanted to have a taste of what a turtle spirit that had been practicing for a thousand years tasted like.

Jiang Yuanxi took out another bowl without hesitation.

The milky white soup exudes a hint of spiritual energy, and just one sip is so comfortable that it makes people close their eyes.

The prince drank it all up and wanted to lick the bowl clean.

Even wanted another bowl.

Seeing the look in the prince's eyes, Jiang Yuanxi tightly covered her pocket.

[Brother Prince is bad, he wants to steal food from me. 】

The prince touched his nose and turned away awkwardly.

The little guy kept his hands on his pockets all the way, guarding against him as if he were a thief.

The prince regretted it, because with just one look, the image of a good brother he had cultivated in front of Yuan Xi was finally gone.

What a crap soup, I will never drink it again.

In order to restore his image, the prince specially asked someone to bring a lot of snacks, so that the little guy would no longer be on guard against him.

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