This dish actually shines!

Xiao Meng and Xiao Yue were both stunned, completely attracted by the light and fragrance in front of them. In the casserole, beams of light seemed to emerge from the cocoon, filling their eyes, so dazzling and dazzling.

The light swelled for only one breath and the hot white air surged out of the casserole, as if it was a tangible fragrance.

Xiao Yue swallowed a saliva, feeling that his injuries caused by Xiao Meng were healed in an instant, without feeling any pain, and his eyes fell on the dishes in the casserole.

This Zijing Lingbao Soup is not a thick soup. It is different from Ziguan Feng Chicken Soup. It is not greasy, but is very clear. The soup is clear and transparent, just like a clear spring in the mountains, extremely sweet, and even the Tianling Abalone in the soup base is clearly visible.

That day, the abalone was cooked, the flesh was turned outward and fragrant, and there was no other impurities in the soup. The Bauhinia Heart Orchid was cooked and completely melted into the soup, and even a trace of residue was not left behind.

It’s as if the Zijing Lingbao soup was boiled directly with Tianling Bao and Tianshan Qingquan water.

Bu Fang took a small celadon bowl and scooped a bowl of soup with a blue and white spoon. The soup was extremely clear. If it weren't for the heat and rich aroma, I almost thought it was really boiling water.

Xiao Yue took the porcelain bowl handed over by Bu Fang, and he came to his senses. He straightened his mother who was leaning on the chair. Xiao Meng, who was standing on the side, stepped forward and took the porcelain bowl from Xiao Yue's hand directly.

Xiao Meng, the most powerful man in the empire, has no longer had calmness and calmness on his face, but only care and worry about gains and losses.

He trembled and scooped a spoonful of soup and slowly fed it to Ji Ru'er. Xiao Meng's heart was raised to his throat, staring at Ji Ru'er's pale face without blinking.

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly burst out with luster because he found that after drinking this spoon of soup, a rosy ray appeared on Ji Ru'er's pale face, which was something that had never happened before!

Useful! Really useful!

Xiao Meng was so excited that he almost sprinkled the soup from the porcelain bowl in his hand. He quickly calmed down his excitement and continued to feed Ji Ru'er's soup.

One spoonful after another, be careful, as if you are caring for your most precious things.

Bu Fang glanced at the two of them, then used chopsticks to pick out the Tianling abalone under the casserole, pinched the Tianling abalone's shell, the formation on the shell emitted fluorescent light and became slightly hot, and the abalone was trembling.

Bu Fang's hand was filled with smoke, and the dragon bone kitchen knife appeared. After turning the kitchen knife, the abalone of Tianling abalone was chopped into pieces by Bu Fang.

"Feat her, let's take it. This Tianling abalone has absorbed the effects of the Bauhinia Heart Orchid and a variety of spiritual medicines. Under the catalysis of the spiritual array, the therapeutic effect should be better." Bu Fang handed the spiritual abalone to Xiao Meng and said.

Xiao Meng glanced at Bu Fang gratefully, and then fed the abalone into Ji Ru'er's mouth. Ji Ru'er's delicate body, who had not been moved, trembled slightly, her mouth opened, and she let out a gentle breath.

This breath contained a strong spiritual energy, which attracted a strong fragrance all over the shop.

Xiao Meng became even more excited. Under his excited gaze, Ji Ru'er's long eyelashes trembled, and then her eyes slowly opened...

...

The coldness became stronger and thicker, and the snowflakes were getting thicker and thicker. The streets of the imperial capital were covered with snow.

On the long street, two figures walked slowly. Ji Chengxue was wearing a white robe and a fluffy cloak, walking in the wind and snow all over the sky. Beside him was a majestic man wearing short-sleeved linen. The man was bearded and frantically shiny, and his eyes were like copper bells.

The two walked slowly, leaving footprints on the long street.

"Your Highness, tomorrow will be the funeral of the late emperor. Even the general manager asked the three princes to enter the palace today. Should he announce His Majesty's will?" said a tall and bearded man in a muffled voice.

Ji Chengxue walked slowly, glanced at the man, and smiled gently, "Maybe, but no matter what the content in the will is... my two brothers must have fought."

Beard glanced at Ji Chengxue and suddenly asked, "Your Highness, do you think the late emperor will pass the throne to you in his will?"

When Ji Chengxue heard this question, she was stunned and stopped and stood there. She stood there, the sky was filled with wind and snow, and the cold wind was rustling.

"Impossible, he has no reason to pass the throne to me. After all,... I am the son he hates the most." Ji Chengxue said lightly, her voice was distant and filled with sighs.

Afterwards, Ji Chengxue continued to move forward, and immediately stopped talking, followed behind him and headed towards the towering Daxiu Palace.

At the entrance of Tianxuan Gate, King Yu stood tall, wearing a purple gold crown and a belt inlaid with jade, full of energy. Behind him was a respectful middle-aged man with a flattering smile on his face, and he looked like a person with a delicate mind.

This person is the finance minister in charge of finance in the imperial capital, Sun Qing.

King Yu glanced at Ji Chengxue who was slowly coming from afar, pulled the corner of his mouth, sneered, turned around and stepped into Tianxuan Gate and walked towards the Daxiong Palace.

Tianxuan Gate is extremely wide, and the square is covered with white snow. Only two stone pillars with patterns are carved on it. However, the stone pillars are covered with white snow. Looking around, there is a vast white area.

In Tianxuanmen Square, some eunuchs began to clean up the snow, because tomorrow will be His Majesty's funeral, and this heavy snow will hinder the way to the imperial tomb, because you must pass by Tianxuanmen at that time.

There are many figures in the towering but somewhat sequel hall of Daxiong. These figures are all high-ranking officials of the current dynasty and well-known figures in the Qingfeng Empire.

The Zuo Xiang was wearing a court suit and stood solemnly, squinting his eyes slightly as if he was closing his eyes to rest.

The Ouyang family, Yang family, Finance Minister and other officials of the dynasty also stood silently, waiting for the appearance of General Lian Fu, because they knew that today was definitely not an ordinary day.

Your Majesty's will has been hidden for so long, it will eventually be announced, and this will also determine the final throne.

Is it the crown prince? Or the king of Yu? The many ministers who have already stood up are very nervous.

As for the third prince... the ministers basically don't like it, because the former emperor's attitude towards the third prince gave them the feeling of disgust and disregard. Therefore, in everyone, including Ji Chengxue, the possibility of his inheritance of the throne is the lowest.

The three princes were all standing under the Daxiong Hall, with the golden dragon throne in front and high above. They only needed to take one step to achieve success above ten thousand people.

Suddenly, the hall, which was already a little bit silly, suddenly became quiet, and the crowd separated. Lian Fu respectfully held the imperial edict in his hand and walked slowly from outside the Daxiong Hall step by step. His face was serious and serious, which made people feel a chill.

After all, he is a master at the seventh-grade War Saint level, and his emotional changes have reached a level that affects the emotions of people around him.

"Brother-in-law, is this... the will of the father?" The prince still couldn't help asking for confirmation as he looked at the imperial edict in Lian Fu's hand.

Lian Fu glanced at the prince and nodded seriously.

The prince was immediately overjoyed because he felt that the possibility of his father passing the throne to him was the greatest, not only because he was the prince, but also because the emperor was most interested in him when he was alive.

Lian Fu pinched the orchid finger, swung the whisk, and hung it between his hands. Then he gently spread out the imperial edict, rolled out the imperial edict, stood in front of the dragon throne, and prepared to start reading.
Chapter completed!