He wanted to know if the strange feeling in his body would still be there when she touched him again.
He still remembers that strange feeling vividly.
He had a faint desire in his heart, which was suppressed but would pop up again without his knowledge, repeatedly causing him great trouble.
Maybe that was just an accident.
He just wanted to confirm it one more time.
Feng Chi waited, waiting for the woman to approach, waiting for her to attack him.
However, the sound that should have been approaching gradually moved farther and farther away, and finally disappeared.
Feng Chi opened his eyes, and a hint of murderous intent flashed across his eyes.
Damn woman, she left after eating, just when he was in the dining hall.
Feng Chi stared at the messy food with a bad look, and there was a faint evil aura lingering around him.
He looked at the emerald green Artemisia and thought of what the woman said.
"Someone come."
The guards outside the door walked into the palace, looking straight ahead, as if they hadn't noticed the dancers and musicians lying on the ground. "Your Majesty."
"Make a new one, exactly the same."
"yes."
Soon, the imperial kitchen prepared the same meal as before.
He first reached out his chopsticks for the plate of emerald green Artemisia selengensis, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully. The taste was still as bland as before, and he couldn't feel its deliciousness.
Feng Chi ate several dishes in a row, all of which were the ones Bei Yutang had said were delicious and he ate them with relish. After these dishes entered his mouth, they still had that same taste.
Feng Chi frowned slightly and looked at the braised pork that Bei Yutang disliked. The first thought that came to his mind was that this dish might be the most delicious.
Feng Chi picked up a piece of braised meat. The taste was still the same, but for some reason, he suddenly felt that it tasted better than before.
Sure enough, that woman had terrible taste.
Feng Chi ate the braised meat and found it tasted better and better.
Late at night, two palace maids who were cleaning the Lingxiao Palace were very surprised to see that most of the food on the table had been eaten.
After they left the High Heaven Palace, one of the palace maids whispered, "The king's appetite seems to have improved."
"That's right. There was a whole table before, and then another portion was served, and he ate most of it. The king had always had a poor appetite, but it's different now." Another palace maid echoed.
"I heard from my sister who served the king the night before that the king was in a good mood today." The palace maid said in a low voice.
"I really hope the king can keep his mood, so we don't have to worry so much." The palace maid said sympathetically.
Working in Lingxiao Pavilion has the highest mortality rate in the imperial palace. If you want to live long here, you need not only cleverness but also luck.
In the following days, Bei Yutang went to Lingxiao Pavilion to eat every day, treating it as a dining hall.
However, she didn't know that someone would not let her live so comfortably.
Feng Chi sat on the throne, and kneeling below him were all the most powerful drug makers in Feng Country.
"How many days will it take to develop it?"
Poison Saint Zhang Xian stepped forward and replied, "My king, we are already in the trial stage and will soon be able to develop it successfully."
Zhang Xian and the others didn't understand what the king was up to. But when they thought about the poison they had developed, which could make people constantly hungry, no matter how much they ate, they couldn't suppress the hunger. Only constant eating could alleviate that feeling, and the consequence of constant eating was that they would starve themselves to death.
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