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I can only say that Li Tan is really pitiful. Li Tan clearly wasn't the fiercest person in the world. Moreover, she was well-mannered and even had a good appearance, but the emperor wanted to kill her.

However, being a picking girl was no different from being a palace maid.

I have to do something. According to Eunuch Zhou, nothing in life will change. I just need to write my name down in a small book.

This way, I can relax. Actually, it doesn't matter if you want to write a thousand, I have no objections if you want me to be the empress dowager. I, Mo Tian, love someone whose surname can be changed at will.

He had already prepared what he wanted, so he took it and ran, carrying it and going to the cold palace. However, he found that he could not enter the cold palace, and since he was not familiar with the terrain at night, he could only give up and return to Yuhe Garden.

Whether or not Li Tan came or not, he would take out the chicken he killed and mix it with the mud. After he was done, he would dig a hole and put it down …

When I lit the fire, I sat far away and looked at the chilly moonlight. The moon in the palace is so beautiful. I was alone in the palace. Mo Li was also alone outside the palace. Sigh.

The wind rustled the treetops and brought the scent of chicken.

I rolled to my feet. None of my mental states could match the fragrance of the roasted chicken.

Walking into the bonfire, he saw a person stirring up the flames. It was not Li Tan, but rather someone else.

I sat down with a smile. "You're here."

He looked up at me.

Alright, so you were careless. Shrugging his shoulders, he said, "Go further away. This is the palace. If anyone sees the flames running towards us, catch them immediately." Even if the palace was in a state of absolute chaos, they couldn't afford to stand guard over a roasted chicken. After all, they were afraid that the weasel would dig it up, so they dragged Li Tan and watched from a distance.

The fragrance was getting stronger and stronger, and he had to swallow his saliva again and again.

Li Tan unceremoniously knocked on my head. "Mo Tian Love, you have a bit of ambition, okay?"

Feeling wronged, I rubbed my hair and said, "I specifically didn't eat at night. I want to eat chicken wings and chicken thighs. I can eat all of them." So hungry.

Li Tan curiously asked, "Then you called me over, what do you want me to eat?"

I swallowed a mouthful of water and said, "Chicken head, I don't eat chicken head because it doesn't taste good."

He couldn't help but knock my head again. I pouted, and he actually pinched my face with his hand. "Mo Tian Love, you really are a bad guy. You give me the ones that don't like it, and you give me the ones that don't like it. You can even shamelessly call me to share."

To think that I didn't hate his touch at all. Perhaps, the faint bookish aura coming from his body made me like him, which was the same as Mo Li. I patted my stomach and said, "I have to make sure I'm not hungry before I give my stuff away."

He actually agreed, "That's good."

Once my mood improved, I said, "Alright, I'll give you one chicken wing. Come, let's go take a look."

He kicked away the leftover fire and dug up the chicken. It was as hot as a monkey and he tossed it back and forth, unwilling to let it go.

He then looked on contentedly, "What a beautiful dance."

I rolled my eyes. "Aren't you going to help? "It's scalding me to death."

He reached out his hand to catch it, but he wasn't afraid of the heat. He forced the mud apart, and the fragrance of the chicken became even stronger. I swallowed and sprinkled the salt where it had been peeled off, otherwise it wouldn't taste good anymore.

If it wasn't too hot, I would peel it myself. I told him to pick two large lotus leaves and tear half of the chicken, half for me. The chicken head would naturally belong to him.

Li Tan looked down and actually laughed. "This is for eating other people's leftovers. How pitiful."

It was really a tragic sight. Smiling, I said, "Actually, Li Tan, if you don't want to eat it, I can eat it all."

When he heard that, he immediately wrapped her up in lotus leaves, "Eat, why won't I eat? Mo Tian loves you, you really aren't a very gentle, very cute, very kind, and very caring woman."

I place my greasy claws on his shoulder and swallow a mouthful of chicken. I point it at the moon and say, "The person you're talking about is Chang'e, right? She can only let you eat the moonlight and go look for her."

He looked at me and smiled, shaking his head and sighing, helpless and happy, so complicated that he could only tell me what he wanted to say.