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The soup in the copper pot was still bubbling away, the only sound it made.

Liu An's eyes widened, and his mouth opened wide enough to fit an entire egg.

Geng Zhi's hand gripping the knife showed prominent veins, and his knuckles cracked.

King Qi covered his mouth and chuckled.

Gu Debai gasped, his hand holding the wine glass froze in mid-air, and the wine sloshed around.

Under the shocked gazes of everyone.

Gu Mingli remained completely unmoved.

It's just feeding him a meal; it doesn't require him to sacrifice his sexuality.

He fed the animals without batting an eye.

They even thoughtfully used their left hand to gently support the chopsticks from underneath, preventing the sauce from dripping.

"His Majesty?"

He looked at Xiao Ye seriously, then raised his chin and urged him on.

"Open your mouth. It won't taste good if it gets cold."

The tone was as natural as if he were inviting his own brothers to have a late-night snack.

Xiao Ye stared at the chopsticks that were brought to his mouth.

He took a deep breath and glanced at me coldly.

"Gu Mingli! You're so big... um..."

Before he could even utter the word "courage," Gu Mingli had already precisely placed his chopsticks inside.

The timing was perfect, as if the angle at which the emperor opened his mouth had been calculated in advance.

My mouth was stuffed full of mutton coated in sesame sauce with chopsticks.

Gu Mingli tilted his head and looked at him, his expression calm and his eyes clear and without any impurities.

"Hmm? What did Your Majesty say about me being so big?"

The air in the hall seemed to freeze.

Geng Zhi had already drawn half an inch of the blade, the edge reflecting the firelight from the copper pot and drawing a cold, sharp line of light on the wall.

The wine cup in Gu Debai's hand was tilted at a fifteen-degree angle, and the wine was silently dripping down the rim. He himself was completely unaware of it.

Xiao Ye glared angrily at Gu Mingli, chewing twice.

The next moment, he raised an eyebrow and his eyes lit up.

The rich aroma of sesame paste is the first to rise to the surface.

Thick and creamy, with a unique caramelized aroma from stir-frying.

The lamb was tender.

It's completely different from the kind of stewed meat in the imperial kitchen that's cooked until it's soft and mushy, with a texture like cotton wool.

The meat was still warm from the simmering soup when you bit into it, and the meat fibers broke gently between your teeth.

The savory juices are squeezed out, and the salty and fragrant flavor of the sauce explodes in your mouth.

This kind of diet is not like the bland and tasteless "health-preserving dishes" of the imperial kitchen, nor is it like the exquisite but tasteless cold dishes and warm dishes at palace banquets.

It was a fresh and delicious taste, a warm and comforting flavor of everyday life, that Xiao Ye had never experienced before.

Swallow the meat.

Xiao Ye paused for a moment.

He looked at the bubbling copper pot.

"One more, please."

Gu Mingli smiled smugly.

"Isn't it delicious?"

He immediately dipped another slice in the hot pot and counted to seven.

I picked it up, rolled it in the dipping sauce, and it was coated with the sauce evenly.

The chopsticks were brought to the emperor's lips again.

"Come on, open your mouth."

"..."

Xiao Ye didn't open his mouth.

He pointed expressionlessly to the empty bowl in front of him.

"Put it down. I'll do it myself."

His tone remained indifferent.

But he picked up his chopsticks much faster than before.

Gu Mingli smiled and placed the bowl into the empty bowl for him, thinking to himself that this person was being pretentious.

Xiao Ye picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

I was very satisfied with the meal.

After finishing his meal, he looked at Gu Mingli again.

Gu Mingli was confused, so she looked at him and blinked.

What's wrong with this emperor?

I tried to feed him myself, but he told me to put him down.

Even if I ignore him, he will look over again.

Gu Mingli simply raised his chin towards the pot and said to the emperor:

"Eat up, why are you looking at me?"

"..."

The onlookers stared in astonishment, too shocked to even gasp for breath.

This editor Gu is really bold!

He dared to order His Majesty around!

The next moment, Xiao Ye picked up a piece of mutton with his chopsticks and threw it into the pot.

The slices of meat floated on the bubbling soup. He stared at them for two seconds, then uncertainly swished them three times before lifting them up.

The meat slices still had a hint of dark red in the middle.

Gu Mingli glanced at it and said, "It's not cooked yet, cook it again."

Xiao Ye pressed the sliced ​​meat back into the pot and simmered it a few more times.

When you lift it up this time, the color is a light pink and even, with the edges slightly curled.

He dipped it in the saucer and put it in his mouth.

It's true! Homemade food tastes the best!

Liu An and Geng Zhi exchanged a glance, then quietly took two steps back, stood next to the pillar, and wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.

Geng Zhi slowly pushed the half-inch blade he had pulled out back in, and his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was half relieved.

Gu Debai also came to his senses and quickly prepared the dipping sauce in the small bowl in front of the emperor.

The sesame paste base is thickly scooped out.

Add a small spoonful each of minced garlic and chopped green onions, drizzle with sesame oil and aged vinegar, and then pick up a little bit of chive blossom sauce from the small dish next to it and place it on the side.

Her technique was skillful, and she had a friendly smile.

"Your Majesty, try this mushroom. It's incredibly fresh. Wild matsutake mushrooms from the mountains don't taste good if stewed for too long. Just let them simmer in the soup for about ten breaths, and you'll get a mouthful of the fresh, wild flavor."

Xiao Ye didn't respond and continued cooking the meat.

He turned to look at King Qi.

"It tastes good. Try it."

His tone remained calm, but the word "not bad" carried considerable weight coming from the mouth of this emperor, who was known for his discerning taste.

Xiao Jue raised an eyebrow, put down his folding fan, and picked up his chopsticks.

The steam rising from the pot blurred the figures on the other side of the pot.

He slowly learned how to cook the meat and dip it in the sauce.

He slowly and deliberately put the slices of meat into his mouth, chewing them carefully.

After swallowing, he looked up at Gu Mingli, his tone relaxed.

"Editor Gu is so thoughtful. You must have been preparing for this hot pot meal for more than a day!"

Gu Mingli answered casually while eating.

"Hey, it wasn't that complicated. It only took a day to prepare. It's just a simple meal, how much trouble could it possibly cause?"

"..."

So straightforward, so frank, it seems like they really don't have any bad intentions.

Liu An listened from the side and chuckled to himself.

Gu Debai took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The atmosphere at the table gradually warmed up.

The broth in the copper pot simmered and became richer, the mellow bone broth enveloping the fresh aroma of mushrooms, filling the entire hall.

The charcoal glowed slightly red at the bottom of the pot, occasionally crackling softly.

Gu Debai sat to the side, attentively drinking with him, his face full of wrinkles from smiling.

While eating, Gu Mingli deftly added food to the plate in front of the emperor.

"Your Majesty, please try this..."

"This tofu is very tender. Don't cook it in the pot for too long, or it will become tough and lose its smoothness."

"Come on, this glass noodle is the best when it's soaked up all the broth."

His movements as he added food were practiced and natural, not like a subject serving an emperor, but more like brothers in a university dormitory preparing a meal.

After three rounds of drinks, most of the dishes on the table were empty.

Seeing that the time was right, Gu Mingli got up and walked to the counter.

Holding an open book in both hands, she walked calmly to the emperor and bowed slightly.

"Your Majesty, this is the remaining content of the ancient text. The immortal instructed me to present it to you in person after the meal."

Xiao Ye glanced at the thickness of the book.

It's at least three hundred pages long.

I spent a full three hours on this today.

He was drenched in sweat from the heat, the hem of his dragon robe was stained with mud, and ash was stuck in his fingernails.

I've only turned to page eleven.

Fortunately, Gu Mingli still had some humanity left and didn't tear up all three hundred-plus pages.

Otherwise, it would take forever to find it.

Xiao Ye flipped through the book from front to back, his gaze finally settling coldly on the cover.

The cover was made of ordinary jute paper, with a line of text written on it in neat regular script:

I Became the Beloved Master of Three Thousand Disciples

Xiao Ye: "..."

Is this a book given by a legitimate immortal?