Chapter 62: The Feast

The emperor was happy, but Wei Tu was extremely embarrassed when he stood there, he pinched his palms tightly, he felt that the whole world seemed to be laughing at him, the defeated country was so undignified, not to mention the loss of land, and was humiliated in public.

Da Haner hooked the corners of his lips disdainfully, and looked at Ye Yuntian with interest, this noble prince, a rare opponent, killing people and punishing hearts, is really a good job, that is, he warned Xirong and suppressed the emperor, this time to the Central Plains is really worth the trip, it is really interesting.

There were many envoys from small countries who came to see and offer treasures, and Su Bei Kite was a little in a trance, she stretched her arms and fingers under the table as hard as she could, she was already hungry.

"I am blessed by the Emperor of Heaven, bequeathed by my ancestors, and the prestige of Han Bing, and the total rate of all countries ......"

The words that the emperor said above gradually wandered out of Su Beiyu's mind, she felt her stomach constricted, her throat was like being choked, she wanted to swallow something, and her mouth was bitter, as if she used to go to school, and the last class was always surprisingly difficult.

"Leaders have been so fond of polite words since ancient times, can't they say less, and then everyone eats, drinks and watches shows happily?" Her mind wandered wildly.

Yeyun tilted her head and glanced at her, unlike the others who sat upright, she elbowed one hand on the table, her palm dragging her face, the fingers of one hand kept tapping on the tabletop, her eyes were empty, and she didn't pay attention to what the emperor said sitting above.

The corners of his mouth hooked up an imperceptible smile, and his mind flashed back to her appearance last night, wearing suspenders, with a slender body, a small waist and a small waist, slender legs like jade lotus, lying beside him with panicked eyes, pink fingertips, and even the smell of wet hair on his hair. Why wasn't she shy at all, and what was she thinking about now?

The audience estimated that they didn't listen to the emperor's words, Yeyun was thinking about Su Bei Kite, Su Bei Yuan was thinking about when the banquet would be held, she was really going to starve to death.

"Feast."

The emperor's banquet was like a soul pill, and the thoughts of Su Bei Kite were pulled back violently, the vocal music played, the maids with meals rushed in, and Tingting's dancing girls poured into the center of Phoenix Terrace.

Fresh bamboo shoots and ham soup, shrimp paste pine crisp, rouge goose breast and other dishes were served, Su Bei Kite wanted to cry happily, this is also too delicious, she yelled in her heart. After a while, the maid also served a plate of puffer fish, the puffer fish taste is very fresh but poisonous, but if it is handled properly, it is also edible, most of the puffer fish meat has to be cooked repeatedly in the oil pan to remove the poison, but the puffer fish meat on this end is raw, the ivory white flesh is crystal clear, and the slices are as thin as cicada wings.

"You'll be fine with this puffer fish, right?" Su Bei Kite whispered to the maid of Bucai.

"Back to the county lord, the imperial chef who handled the puffer fish this time is a 30-year veteran, and the place selected is non-toxic, and someone has tasted it before serving, the puffer fish is delicious, please feel free to enjoy it." The maid replied with a smile.

Su Beikite nodded in thanks, picked up a piece of meat, dipped it in the sauce and put it in his mouth. There is no fishy smell, the meat is delicate and plump like fat, but it melts in the mouth, the taste is extremely fresh, and the lips and teeth are fragrant after chewing.

"It's so fresh." She couldn't help but sigh.

It is worthy of being the imperial chef in the palace, this taste is not comparable to the outside, she thought to herself.

Ye Yuntian watched Su Beiyuan keep stuffing things into her mouth, when did she have such a good appetite, it seemed that she was hungry.

The waist of the dancer is soft, the skirt is flying, the crumbs are clothed, the lanterns are bright, the sound of silk and bamboo is staggered, shining, the puffer fish meat is beautiful, and the jade wine is fragrant. It is not enough to say that the scenery is peaceful, rich and romantic, and the house is full of drunk.