Zhao Yuan glanced around and saw two plates of red and oily vegetables on the small table at the head table.

Without waiting for anyone else to speak, he walked straight over and sat down.

He was so proactive, which made Lin Fengyi happy.

After all, it's her birthday, so I still want to give her face.

So they each sat down.

Lin Fengyi also took out the fine wine he had collected and poured it for the prince himself.

"Master, have a drink." She held the wine glass with her slender fingers and brought it to Zhao Yuan's mouth.

Zhao Yuan pushed her away casually: "Go aside, don't delay me from eating."

Lin Fengyi: "..."

Concubine Chen wanted to laugh when she saw the prince not giving Lin Fengyi face.

Zhao Yuan looked at the two dishes on the table, and regardless of Lin Fengyi's expression, he pointed at the dishes and asked, "What is this?"

Only then did Concubine Chen and the others turn their attention to the two plates of shiny dishes.

Because everyone ate separately, each person had a small table. Although we smelled some strange smells before, no one paid much attention to it.

When they saw the dishes on the prince's table, they were also surprised.

"What kind of food? That smell..." Concubine Chen covered her nose with a handkerchief, not hiding the disgust in her eyes, "It looks disgusting..."

Lin Fengyi frowned after seeing it, turned to the palace maid and asked: "What kind of thing is this, do you dare to bring it up?"

The palace maid said tremblingly: "The small kitchen is specially made for His Royal Highness."

In the past two days, not only the prince, but also the other three masters had eaten the new dishes in the kitchen, and they were all satisfied.

Concubine Chen said: "Don't they know that His Highness the Crown Prince has a poor appetite? It would be a shame to feed His Highness such a smelly thing!"

Her words were clearly meant to reprimand the kitchen, but in reality she was secretly scolding Lin Fengyi.

Lin Fengyi couldn't tell.

She was filled with hatred and thought that she would take care of those profligate people in the kitchen later.

"Sir, I was so careless that I allowed such a thing to be served on the table. I immediately moved away." Lin Fengyi stepped forward aggrievedly, stretching out her white and slender fingers to take the dish down.

Snapped.

Zhao Yuan tapped the back of her hand with his chopsticks and said displeasedly: "Did I ask you to tamper with my food?"

Lin Fengyi hissed and retracted his hand, a red mark instantly appeared on the back of his hand.

Tears welled up in her eyes: "Master..."

Zhao Yuan glanced at her: "Aren't you going back?"

Lin Fengyi did not dare to disobey, so she had no choice but to return to her seat with tears in her eyes.

Concubine Chen was so happy when she saw it that she wished she could beat gongs and drums to celebrate on the spot.

It doesn’t matter how coquettish you are, I won’t accept your tricks!

Zhao Yuan had already picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

hot.

fragrant.

Zhao Yuan ate it and quickly picked up a second piece of meat.

His fair and handsome face instantly started to turn red, and when he ate the third piece of meat, the tip of his straight nose began to sweat.

Liu Dequan, who was waiting next to him, quickly served tea.

Zhao Yuan took a sip of tea and waited for a while before the red color on his face gradually faded away.

He asked the maid: "What is this called?"

"This is boiled pork slices." The palace maid hurriedly replied.

Zhao Yuan nodded slightly, picked up the plate next to him, put a piece into his mouth and chewed it.

Well, it smells a little weird, but it's chewy and delicious.

And it's not very spicy.

So he ate five or six pieces in one go before stopping his chopsticks.

Liu Dequan and the maids were all shocked.

Concubine Chen, Lin Fengyi and Guo Liangyuan also stopped eating and just watched him eat.
Chapter completed!