Chapter 233: Chapter 235: Jealous of the Ninth Prince
That voice, when it fell upon one’s ears, made one’s bones go soft.
Dugu Wu’s brows furrowed, his expression gloomy as he charged in with a pair of crutches.
Arriving by the lakeside pavilion, he saw Feng Bailing and Dongfang Mosheng heads close together, with Dongfang Mosheng puffing up his cheeks, blowing vigorously at the charcoal fire.
On that handso face, there was an expression of helplessness.
A cloud of dust and ash was blown up.
Feng Bailing and Dongfang Mosheng both started coughing violently.
“These two kids have been toiling for a quarter of an hour, Nanny Zhang, go and call for Imperial Chef Chen from the Imperial Kitchen.”
The Empress Dowager sat nearby, barely holding back her laughter; she had just finished speaking when she saw Dugu Wu approaching.
The Empress Dowager smiled and stopped Nanny Zhang.
“Stand aside.”
His voice was coldly indifferent. Feng Bailing looked up and saw him: his appearance handso as jade, his eyes coldly piercing, clearly showing his disdain.
Dugu Wu glanced at Feng Bailing, her forehead and face covered in dust, looking exactly like a little spotted cat.
Dugu Wu stepped forward, picked so dry grass, and spread it under the stove, then he re-arranged the charcoal that Feng Bailing had been struggling with.
After stacking the charcoal into a pyramid shape, leaving a small gap in the middle, he lit up the dry grass; with a few flaps of a fan, the flas surged.
The red flas burned for half a quarter of an hour, turning the surface of the black charcoal grayish-white. Only then did Dugu Wu press the charcoal flat again.
Who knew that this scoundrel had so redeeming qualities? Besides his good looks and wealth, his wilderness survival skills were also top-notch.
Seeing this, an elated Feng Bailing stepped forward and started laying out the skewered vegetables on the grill.
The charcoal was blazing, and in no ti Feng Bailing was sprinkling minced garlic and green onions.
She was sweating profusely when Dongfang Mosheng turned to have a fan brought over, only to hear Dugu Wu suddenly interject.
“Clumsy, let the palace maid do it.”
The palace maid hurried forward, and Feng Bailing could only step aside to give verbal instructions.
“Ah Ling also brought so new wine and tea that have a particularly unique taste. The milk tea is sweet and truly delicious. The Empress Dowager can’t drink much of the wine. Ah Wu, you should try it too.”
The Empress Dowager watched as her grandchildren bustled about; the smile on her face grew deeper.
Feng Bailing had brought a small keg of beer and a pot of milk tea to the palace, which were chilled with well water before being served.
After discovering hops on Dacang Mountain, Feng Bailing began brewing beer.
Using Spiritual Spring water and genetically-modified hops, the beer was successfully brewed.
“This taste… how co it’s similar to horse urine.”
Dugu Wu frowned, taking a sip of the suspicious yellow liquid in the bowl.
Beer, indeed, isn’t to everyone’s taste at first sip.
“It sounds like you’ve had horse urine before.”
Feng Bailing curled her lip; this guy looked decent enough when he kept his mouth shut, but the mont he opened it, people wanted to punch him.
“I’ve had it once or twice.”
Dugu Wu said expressionlessly, finishing the bowl of beer. Although it tasted a bit odd, after a few more sips he got used to it. It was quite refreshing to drink in the sumr, not too bad after all.
Feng Bailing’s heart stirred, her gaze unintentionally shifted to Dugu Wu, and a soft spot in her heart was unwittingly touched.
Dugu Wu, though now a high official, had begun his career as a soldier from the lowest ranks; he had faced the extrely harsh conditions of the battlefield, sotis without even water to drink.
To what lengths had he gone for victory?
Dongfang Mosheng didn’t drink, so he didn’t try the beer.
After Dugu Wu arrived, Dongfang Mosheng had been quiet, his misty eyes as if shrouded in smoke, making him even more inscrutable.
After a hearty al and drinks, it was almost ti for the lamps to be lit. The Empress Dowager was in high spirits today, incessantly praising the milk tea.
During the al, Feng Bailing ntioned casually,
“If the Empress Dowager likes this milk tea and beer, they can be purchased from Zuixian Inn in the city; that’s where I got this milk tea and beer.”
No sooner had Feng Bailing spoken than her words quickly spread throughout the harem.
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