Di Qing left, and I immediately slumped down on the dragon chair. I met three people in the morning, and it was almost meal time, and my stomach growled on time.
"I'm hungry!"
"Go back to the palace for dinner!" Xia Yan said.
"Isn't it possible here?" I asked, isn't it the same wherever you eat?
"His Majesty Xia never dines in the imperial study!" He glared at me with warning eyes.
"..." This habit is really unbelievable. Is it because you are afraid that rice will fall on the memorial?
Back at Liuyun Palace, Guangfu had already prepared breakfast. Sixteen plates were lined up. The scene was quite spectacular.
I heard that the emperor only tasted a small bite of each dish and gave the rest to the people around him. The little eunuch who tasted the dishes used silver chopsticks to take a little of each dish and put it on the plate. After trying it, he put an hourglass next to it.
I looked at the dishes but couldn't start, I could only swallow silently.
I was relieved to see the bottom of the sand exposed in agony.
It’s really uncomfortable to be the emperor. This is only the first day, and I’m already overwhelmed by the complicated etiquette. It’s really hard to imagine how Xia Yan lives here year after year. I was salivating looking at the delicious food, but after eating it,
There was no taste at all, just like chewing wax.
"You all get out!" I put down the bowl and chopsticks and shouted.
Probably because they were used to seeing their Majesty being moody, no one dared to say anything, so they obediently exited the door and locked the door for me.
When I was sure there were only two people in the room, I exploded: "What kind of food is this? You don't even put a salt in it. Do all Xia Guo's meals taste like this?"
Xia Yan looked at me with a very strange look. After a while, he sat next to me, picked up his chopsticks and took two bites. I saw his brows suddenly widened, as if he had encountered something new.
He ate bite after bite, feeling so happy that he wanted to cover his face with a plate.
"I was poisoned when I was a prince, and I have completely lost my sense of taste since then!" Xia Yan explained to me while enjoying the delicacies in front of him. His tone sounded as if he was talking about someone else's affairs.
I took a step back and looked at the large spread of delicacies on the table in horror. For some reason, I wanted Xia Yan to tell me that what he lost was actually his function, but it was better than losing his sense of taste!
Isn't this even more unlucky than eunuchs? Eunuchs have completely lost that function and can see but not eat, while Xia Yan can eat and see but cannot taste.
"Then...will it always be like this in the future?" I asked stammering.
Xia Yan greedily chewed the delicious food in his mouth, and looked at me with pity: "Almost!"
"..."
Pretty much? You don’t consider my feelings at all? Food is the most important thing for people, and I can’t even eat well, so what’s the point of living?
When I was considering whether to hold Xia Yan and die together, Guangfu said at the door: "Your Majesty, today's discount has been delivered!"
"Leave it at the door!" I replied angrily. If I don't eat enough, my moral bottom line will instantly drop to zero!
Xia Yan noticed the change in my mood and said coolly: "Are you making such a fuss?"
What’s all the fuss about? Eating food tastes like cotton and you’re saying I’m making a fuss?
Ignoring me and glaring at him like a bell, Xia Yan elegantly picked up a golden crispy cake, glanced at me and said, "You have only eaten such a meal for one day, but I have been eating it for eleven years!"
Eleven years? What is that concept? I stood there in a daze as Di Qing left, and I immediately slumped down on the dragon chair. I met three people in the morning, and it was almost meal time, and my stomach growled on time.
"I'm hungry!"
"Go back to the palace for dinner!" Xia Yan said.
"Isn't it possible here?" I asked, isn't it the same wherever you eat?
"His Majesty Xia never dines in the imperial study!" He glared at me with warning eyes.
"..." This habit is really unbelievable. Is it because you are afraid that rice will fall on the memorial?
Back at Liuyun Palace, Guangfu had already prepared breakfast. Sixteen plates were lined up. The scene was quite spectacular.
I heard that the emperor only tasted a small bite of each dish and gave the rest to the people around him. The little eunuch who tasted the dishes used silver chopsticks to take a little of each dish and put it on the plate. After trying it, he put an hourglass next to it.
I looked at the dishes but couldn't start, I could only swallow silently.
I was relieved to see the bottom of the sand exposed in agony.
It’s really uncomfortable to be the emperor. This is only the first day, and I’m already overwhelmed by the complicated etiquette. It’s really hard to imagine how Xia Yan lives here year after year. I was salivating looking at the delicious food, but after eating it,
There was no taste at all, just like chewing wax.
"You all get out!" I put down the bowl and chopsticks and shouted.
Probably because they were used to seeing their Majesty being moody, no one dared to say anything, so they obediently exited the door and locked the door for me.
When I was sure there were only two people in the room, I exploded: "What kind of food is this? You don't even put a salt in it. Do all Xia Guo's meals taste like this?"
Xia Yan looked at me with a very strange look. After a while, he sat next to me, picked up his chopsticks and took two bites. I saw his brows suddenly widened, as if he had encountered something new.
He ate bite after bite, feeling so happy that he wanted to cover his face with a plate.
"I was poisoned when I was a prince, and I have completely lost my sense of taste since then!" Xia Yan explained to me while enjoying the delicacies in front of him. His tone sounded as if he was talking about someone else's affairs.
I took a step back and looked at the large spread of delicacies on the table in horror. For some reason, I wanted Xia Yan to tell me that what he lost was actually his function, but it was better than losing his sense of taste!
Isn't this even more unlucky than eunuchs? Eunuchs have completely lost that function and can see but not eat, while Xia Yan can eat and see but cannot taste.
"Then...will it always be like this in the future?" I asked stammering.
Xia Yan greedily chewed the delicious food in his mouth, and looked at me with pity: "Almost!"
"..."
Pretty much? You don’t consider my feelings at all? Food is the most important thing for people, and I can’t even eat well, so what’s the point of living?
When I was considering whether to hold Xia Yan and die together, Guangfu said at the door: "Your Majesty, today's discount has been delivered!"
"Leave it at the door!" I replied angrily. If I don't eat enough, my moral bottom line will instantly drop to zero!
Xia Yan noticed the change in my mood and said coolly: "Are you making such a fuss?"
What’s all the fuss about? Eating food tastes like cotton and you’re saying I’m making a fuss?
Ignoring me and glaring at him like a bell, Xia Yan elegantly picked up a golden crispy cake, glanced at me and said, "You have only eaten such a meal for one day, but I have been eating it for eleven years!"
Eleven years? What is that concept? I was dumbfounded.
