"Your Majesty, let your subordinates eat first."

Gu Yue quickly stopped him.

"It doesn't matter, Sect Master Xu and the others have eaten it, so why can't I eat it?"

Dongfang Su waved his hand, then took a chopstick and put it into his mouth.

After chewing twice, Dongfang Su's eyes lit up.

“Really delicious!”

As an emperor, he has eaten countless good things and has long been tired of them.

But this hot pot gave Dongfang Su an unprecedented taste.

This is an indescribable taste.

Although it is spicy, it is spicy and comforting.

What's even more rare is that although there are many ingredients in this pot, there is no conflict. Instead, they are mixed together to form a unique delicacy.

“It’s truly the most delicious thing in the world!”

Dongfang Su couldn't help but praise.

Gu Yue looked shocked.

My Majesty has not shown such an expression for many years.

He also quickly tasted the chopsticks.

"Tsk, tsk, it's indeed delicious."

As a result, Bai Suyi was the only one left who had not used chopsticks.

It's not that Bai Suyi doesn't want to eat it, she actually wants to taste it.

However, she looked at the boiling red oil in the pot, the messy dishes cooked together, and everyone's actions of stretching their chopsticks into the pot.

Bai Suyi resisted instinctively.

She has had mysophobia since she was a child, and she was asked to eat from the same pot as others, which was unacceptable to Bai Suyi.

"Susu, don't you want to eat it? This is delicious."

Chu Yanyu's head was full of sweat and her mouth was red after eating.

Bai Suyi smiled awkwardly.

"I won't eat it, you can eat it."

"Oh well."

Chu Yanyu continued to eat happily.

When Ye Qingyun saw everyone eating happily, he was also happy. He was much more interested in eating hot pot than before.

It's a pity that Da Mao and Rabbit squatted aside and waited for a long time, but they didn't see anything.

Soon, the big pot of food was eaten.

Zhao Wangchun didn't seem to be satisfied. He picked up the pot and wanted to take two sips of the hot pot soup.

Ye Qingyun quickly stopped him.

"This guy is really cool. He even wants to drink hot pot soup and he's not afraid of dying."

Zhao Wangchun was reluctant to part with the hot pot soup before he could taste it, so he had no choice but to put the pot down.

"Everyone, are you satisfied with your meal?"

Ye Qingyun said with a smile.

"Satisfied, satisfied!"

"tasty!"

“This is the happiest meal I’ve ever had!”

...

Everyone was full of praises, but their thoughts were still unfinished.

At this moment, Li Chenyuan's expression suddenly changed.

"My cultivation..."

boom!!!

Li Chenyuan felt as if there was a ball of fire burning in his abdomen.
Chapter completed!