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Under the guidance of Little Muzi, Le Yao Yao felt a mix of trepidation and reluctance in her heart. However, who was Le Yao Yao? Even if the sky were to fall, she would quickly adapt to her circumstances.
Especially when she saw the ancient and elegant architecture around her, her fear gradually faded, replaced by the allure of the beautiful surroundings.
“Oh my! This place is so beautiful!”
Le Yao Yao exclaimed, her unusually large and stunning eyes sparkling with amazement and joy. Her small mouth was agape, a clear testament to her excitement.
It seemed she had always loved these ancient buildings and had once planned to visit the Forbidden City. However, that idea had never materialized, and yet here she was.
Though she had never been to the Forbidden City, she imagined that this place, with its exquisite and ornate palaces, might even surpass it in luxury and grandeur!
As she looked around, she saw red brick high walls and palatial structures arranged in an impressive layout, towering majestically!
At that moment, it was noon, with the sun shining brightly overhead. Judging by the weather, it must have been April or May; a gentle breeze blew, cool and refreshing.
The enchanting sunlight spilled over the yellow glazed tiles, refracting into a dazzling array of colors that was truly breathtaking!
In the palace gardens, many people moved gracefully through the space, each step reflecting the dignity and grandeur of the imperial family.
While Le Yao Yao was absorbed in admiring her surroundings, she suddenly realized that Little Muzi had already led her into the kitchen.
The kitchen was spacious, bustling with activity as the lunch hour approached.
However, when Little Muzi spoke softly, the once noisy kitchen fell into an abrupt silence, so quiet that one could almost hear a pin drop.
"Brother Li, is the meal for the prince ready?"
At her words, everyone paused their tasks and turned their attention to Little Muzi.
"Little Muzi, today it's your turn to serve... the prince!?"
The voice of the cook, known as Brother Li, trembled as he spoke. His wide eyes and round, endearing face displayed a look of shock and disbelief. The sympathy in his gaze towards Little Muzi was unmistakable.
"N-no, no, no! It's not me; it's Xiaoyaozi..."
Hearing Brother Li's words, Little Muzi turned pale and immediately denied it.
As she spoke, everyone's exaggerated expressions shifted dramatically to look at Le Yao Yao.
Feeling the weight of their astonished and sympathetic gazes made Le Yao Yao shrink back slightly.
Did they really have to look at her like that? It felt as if she were about to face a firing squad.
Upon realizing that Le Yao Yao was to serve the Wise King, Brother Li shook his head and sighed deeply. Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, he swiftly grabbed a beautifully colored and enticingly fragrant chicken leg from the side and presented it to Le Yao Yao.
"Come on, this big drumstick was originally meant for me, but since you want it, well, I'll just give it to you!"
"Ah? Thank you so much!"
Looking at the fragrant drumstick in front of her, Le Yao Yao's stomach was already growling with hunger.
Without a second thought, she grabbed the big drumstick and started to devour it.
To her surprise, she never expected that ancient times would have such delicious chicken legs, comparable to a modern five-star dish.
As Le Yao Yao happily munched away, she was about to express her gratitude again to the chubby Brother Li. However, upon hearing Brother Li's mumbling, she froze in place as if struck by lightning—
"Hey, just eat in peace. After this meal, who knows if you'll even have the chance for another one..."
"Uh..."
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