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The empress stood up in shock, supporting herself with her hands as she spoke in an aggrieved tone. "Your majesty …"

The one at the back of the end is called a long one.

The emperor sneered, "Empress, I have given you an explanation. As for whether you want to stay here or go back to the palace, I will let you. You just have to be happy."

With that, the emperor turned to Nian Yun Chen and Mo Han Jue and said, "If you want to play in the palace, you can ask Chang De to take you along. You can do anything you want!"

"Thank you, your majesty!" Nian Yun Chen turned to the emperor and blessed himself. His good impression of the emperor slowly rose.

Mo Han also giggled, "I want to compete with Little Sister Yun Shen in the royal kitchen!"

"Go, go." The emperor beckoned to the two of them.

The empress watched as her pitiful Luo Tian was escorted away by the imperial guards as she looked helplessly at Xiao Shiyun.

Xiao Pingyun looked in the direction Nian Yun had left and sighed. He then said to the Emperor, "Imperial Father, I still have some matters I need to attend to. I will be leaving first."

"Go, go."

The emperor was preparing to return home as well, but no one present bothered with the now helpless and pitiful empress.

After Xiao Shiyun returned, he gave Zhang Jun an explanation. Although Zhang Jun did not look satisfied, he still accepted the order.

After all, this was the last thing the crown prince would do for him and Hong'er.

However … The matter with Hong'er, it was impossible to let it go just like that!

It wouldn't be too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years! Zhang Jun swore that one day, he would personally take Xiao Luotian's head!

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In the royal kitchen.

It was lunchtime and the cooks were busy in the kitchen.

Chang De brought Mo Han and Nian Yun deep into the kitchen and instructed the two cooks. If they wanted to play anything, they had already agreed. If they needed anything, they had to work together to make the two of them happy.

Actually, Chang De was the one who stayed by the Emperor's side the longest. He had been the Emperor's errand boy since he was young. He had also thought of what the Emperor had just thought of.

As for the fate between Yun Yang and Mo Hanjie?

That would depend on how the two of them continued to interact.

If it was really appropriate, and if Prince Mo was a fool, it would be good to have a good fate with him.

Of course, at the moment, Nian Yun Chen and Mo Han had no idea what Chang De and the Emperor were thinking.

"Deep Cloud, the food you cut is pretty good. It would be even better if it could be carved into flowers like the chef in the imperial kitchens." Mo Han Jue clasped his hands behind his back, looking at Yun Yang in admiration.

Nian Yun Chen sneered, "Hur Hur Hur, you want to carve flowers? Why don't you go yourself? I only know how to cut, I don't know how to carve! " When he said "tsk tsk tsk", Nian Yun Chen purposely attacked Mo Han Jue's lower body.

Mo Han was so scared that he retreated and smiled, "How did you know I can carving flowers?"

"Oh? "Is that all you're capable of?"

The surrounding cooks were stunned and stared blankly. This princess spoke very straightforwardly. Even though Prince Mo was a fool, you still couldn't say it out loud.

Unexpectedly, Mo Hanjue didn't seem to care at all. He seemed to be used to talking to Nian Yun in this manner. He said with a smile, "Get out of the way. This king will let you have a good look at what a godly hand really is!"

"Sure!" Nian Yun took off his apron, stepped aside, and teased. "Today, I just saw the Emperor's godly legs. I didn't expect to see Your Highness' godly hands again!"

"Puchi!" The surrounding kitchen workers and cooks couldn't help laughing out loud.

Nian Yun Chen really dared to say it.

Mo Han Jue picked up the knife carved on the table, picked up a big white radish and threw it into the air.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish ~ ~"

The small knife in his hand came and left without a trace. In a flash, the big white radish had already been sliced to half its original size.

As the radish fell, Mo Han kept lifting it up with his knife, sending pieces of it flying in all directions.

He posted it on Chef Chang De's and Xiang Yun's face.

He waited for the radish to finally land on the cutting board again.

Everyone hurried to brush the radish away and rushed forward to see what exactly Prince Mo had carved.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Everyone was so angry that they vomited blood.

One after another, they pointed at the David's Deer on the chopping block and asked, "Your Royal Highness! What is this thing that you are carving? "

Mo Han Jue leisurely put down the knife in his hand and wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead.

"West - Blue - Flower -!"

"…" Everyone.

Feelings of a prince had carved a cauliflower.

Nian Yun Chen took the side dishes and frowned. "Don't say it, it's quite similar, but …" Mo Hanjue, there are already flowers in the kitchen, do you really need to carve them? Alright, alright, stop messing around in the kitchen! Get out of here quickly! "

He was so disgusted that he wanted to kick Mo Han out.

However, Mo Hanjue insisted, "No, you have to make my work into a dish!"

"Get out!"

"No!"

"Scram!"

"Don't scram!"

While the two were pushing each other, Nian Yun was accidentally able to see that under Mo Han's sleeves, which were rolled up for carving, there was a huge scar on his arm?

"Mo Han Jue, what's going on here?" Nian Yun asked.

"N-nothing!" Forget it, since you do not like me, there is no need for me to stand here. I will go out and wait for you, haha, you guys are done preparing.

Finishing his sentence, Mo Hanjue ran out with a guilty conscience.

Nian Yun frowned in astonishment. "I was just casually asking, why is he so nervous?" However … This scar really does look a little familiar. "

It wasn't until they finished their meal and the group was eating that Nian Yun realized why the scar looked so familiar!

"Mo Han Jue!" Nian Yun Chen suddenly stopped the chopsticks in his hand and pointed them at Mo Han Jue.

"What?" At this moment, Mo Han was happily eating his carved broccoli. At this moment, broccoli was put into the steamer and surrounded by lettuce. It felt like the stars surrounding the moon.

"Your scar looks very similar to Meng Xiaoran's!"

Back in the Heavenly Sage Kingdom, Meng Xiao Ran had gotten distracted during the first battle due to some conflict between them. He had been cut by the enemy on his left arm.

Regardless of length, size, or position, they were all about the same as Mo Han's!

Mo Han exclaimed, "Just like that brat's scar, it's really the shame of this king! I accidentally injured myself in the kitchen two days ago in order to show off my culinary skills in front of you! "

He frowned. Really?

"But it still looks like it?" Give me your hand, and I'll take a closer look! " Nian Yun Chen didn't want to miss this chance.

Mo Hanju meekly retracted his hand, "Look, what are you looking at? Don't you know that eating is the most sacred thing? It's time to eat, do you still want us to eat properly? "