Poison Genius Consort

ong Feiye laughed out loud before his arm went habitually around her shoulder.

“Your Majesty, chenqie really knows her wrongs.
Won’t Your Majesty spare chenqie this once?” Han Yunxi quickly begged.

Long Feiye only smiled without a word.

Han Yunxi began to act charming as she wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her head next to him.
“Feiye…”

Even the cleverest pleas couldn’t compare to her intimate croon of “Feiye.” Long Feiye turned towards her and gently kissed her hair.
Besides smiling, he did nothing else.
His emotions now could be described as pure, simply happiness.

“Let’s not eat it, alright? …can’t I?” Han Yunxi was getting desperate.
“Stop smiling and say something!”

“Feiye, speak!”

“Can’t you give me a word?”

Han Yunxi was already holding Long Feiye’s face in her hands, but he still refused to speak.
She couldn’t keep up the act anymore and glared at him before planting a kiss.

“Say something!”

Long Feiye laughed out loud and placed a hand behind her head before giving her an aggressive kiss! The two of them nearly fell off the reclining couch.
Right in the outer hall of the inner palace, Long Feiye taught Han Yunxi a lesson on the spot.

After their vigorous exercise, Han Yunxi only wanted to curl up and sleep, having long forgotten the matter of the bowl of “noodles.” But Long Feiye only asked her tenderly, “Why don’t we warm up the noodles so you can have a taste?”

“That’s no good,” Han Yunxi muttered back.

“Just one taste.
Be good, it’s my first time cooking,” Long Feiye was serious.

Han Yunxi lifted her head from his chest and challenged, “Didn’t you refuse to eat my very first bowl of noodles too?”

“The one I made smells better than yours,” Long Feiye was all sincerity.

“Just because it smells good doesn’t mean it tastes good!” Han Yunxi retorted hotly.

“Just try one bite.
Just one!” Long Feiye maintained his earnesty.

Han Yunxi could tell that Long Feiye wasn’t haggling on the point of the bet, but had genuine confidence in his “noodles.” But where did he get such self-confidence? Leaving aside the rest, the faint scent of chicken had such a strong aftertaste of meat that she was convinced he hadn’t added any seasoning!

“You try it first! Just a bite!” Han Yunxi replied.

Without a choice, Long Feiye could only ask someone to reheat the bowl of muck.
As Han Yunxi watched with anticipation, Long Feiye took a bite of his own noodles.
It was only a single mouthful, but he immediately spat it back up and even downed a big glass of water to clear his palate.

After all these years, Han Yunxi finally saw Long Feiye’s face wearing an expression of disdain towards himself! He silently went to dump out the entire bowl.

When he first proposed the bet, he didn’t know what to gamble until he recalled the noodles Han Yunxi had made him once upon a time.
Although he didn’t understand cooking, he figured he had to make something that tasted better than hers.
His original plan was to seize this chance to laugh at her and urge her to learn some cooking skills.

Who knew…

By the time Long Feiye returned, Han Yunxi was in a great mood.
She hugged him and chuckled, “Long Feiye, you see? Between you and me, we have our likes and dislikes, wants and rejections.
We’ve never forced ourselves, right?”

If he didn’t like to eat her noodles, he wouldn’t.
That was the same with her.
Between partners, there was no need to “force” anything in the name of love.

Long Feiye gentle patted Han Yunxi’s back and intoned, “Sounds reasonable.
However, you still went back on your debt this time.
I’m collecting receipts.”

“Do you have to be so sharp all the time?” Han Yunxi rebuffed helplessly.

The two of them were afraid to wake Rui’er with their noise, so they didn’t return to the inner palace but snuggled together for a nap in the outer hall.
Just like that, Han Yunxi evaded a trial.

However, the chefs in the kitchen were suffering bitterly beyond words! Long Feiye had only left with a single bowl of noodles, leaving a huge mass left in the pot.
Even with a bowl for each of them, there were still leftovers.
These noodles had absolutely no flavoring and were purely flour mixed with chicken that was cooked into a paste.
The taste was unimaginable! But as something conferred from the emperor, they couldn’t spit out a single bite and could only force it down!

Looking at the leftover noodles in the pot, the chefs exchanged looks.
None of them wanted to finish it off, but the head chef still split the pile between them in the end.
The next day, only Zhao mama was left to man the kitchens, because the rest of the chefs all wanted to throw up as soon as they saw noodles or old hens.
Of course, this is another story.

The day had yet to end.
Long Feiye was preparing for morning court when he heard a piece of bad news.

Baili Yuanlong was dead!

Han Yunxi was just preparing to help Long Feiye change when Xu Donglin reported from outside their door.

“What?” Long Feiye froze at the words.

Han Yunxi could only gape as she held the court robes in her hands.
It took some time for Long Feiye to recover, so she quickly asked, “What happened? Was it an assassin?”

“To reply Your Majesty and Esteemed Empress, the cause of death is uncertain.
They said he spat up more blood when he returned from the palace last night,” Xu Donglin replied honestly.

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