CHAPTER 366: CHAPTER 366

"Wow, Yangxin Hall, isn’t this the place where the Emperor... likes to stay?" Chen Muxue almost slipped and called the Emperor an old man.

Yu Yan glanced at Chen Muxue: "When you’re in front of the Emperor, don’t speak."

Chen Muxue inexplicably felt targeted.

"Hmm... Ah!" Lin Qing, who was floating mid-air, gradually woke up. Startled, he fell to the ground, landing solidly on his rear, and painfully jumped up again only to realize he was in a completely new place.

"Where is this?" Lin Qing asked, catching Yu Yan’s gaze. He shivered, immediately following up, "Who am I? What year and month is it now?"

"Fool." Yu Yan withdrew his gaze.

Lin Qing silently praised himself for his wit. Look at his convincing acting; isn’t he deceiving this eunuch? Well, he truly is remarkable.

"Cough cough... Get out! The soup I drink has to have bitter herbs. I think you’ve all lived too long! Go, chop off the head of the one who made the soup today!"

Before seeing the Emperor, Chen Muxue and her group first heard the Emperor’s voice, sensing his current fury.

As a former chef, Chen Muxue empathized deeply, shrinking her neck. Kill someone just because the soup isn’t to taste? Luckily, she wasn’t an Imperial Chef...

"Why is the Emperor angry again? Being angry is bad for your health now." Yu Yan ignored the group behind him and stepped forward to calm the Emperor when he saw his rage.

The moment the Emperor saw Yu Yan, his expression transformed from anger to something else, indescribable and subtle. It wasn’t exactly happiness, nor was it the intense anger from before; it carried a hint of mild annoyance.

"Are these people here to treat the Crown Prince?" The Emperor’s gaze quickly shifted from Yu Yan to Chen Muxue and the others before settling on Chen Muxue.

Feeling creeped out by his gaze, Chen Muxue quietly moved behind Cen Lizhui, who habitually stood in front of her.

"Indeed, as far as I know, it’s Miss Chen who made a bowl of congee for the Crown Prince, and after he drank it, he immediately improved." Yu Yan followed the Emperor’s gaze to Chen Muxue, a playful smile on his lips, "Since the soup earlier wasn’t to the Emperor’s taste, why not let Miss Chen make a chicken soup for the Emperor too? I’m sure it’ll taste wonderful and help with the Emperor’s condition."

Seeing Yu Yan’s mischievous smile, Chen Muxue felt a chill on her neck. She had just heard upon entering that the Emperor wanted the head chef who made the soup beheaded, and now she’s to make chicken soup. What does this mean?

The Emperor listened to Yu Yan’s suggestion and surprisingly agreed, nodding, "Hmm, in that case, let her make it. If it’s not good, we’ll chop off her head and use it as a ball."

Chen Muxue suddenly recalled a childhood rhyme people sang at her: "Chen Muxue’s head, like a ball, kicked all the way to the department store..."

She quickly shook her head to dispel the memory, becoming somewhat dazed, unsure of what to do next.

"Aren’t you going to come forward and thank him for the decree?" Yu Yan raised his voice and said.

Yu Yan now exhibited such eunuch-like demeanor, quite the transformation from before!

Surprised, Chen Muxue approached somewhat blankly, hastily bowing, "Where’s the kitchen?"

Behind her, Chu Wuyi internally cried out, "Isn’t the Emperor going to be furious?"