King Wang summons (refined)

  The warm sunshine and gentle breeze slowly bring in the soft curtains swaying in the wind, the beaded curtain sways, emitting a crisp tinkling sound, very moving.

  But at this moment, the entire Bi Yang Pavilion was silent, as if even the sound of dust falling to the ground could be heard.

  The head chef hung his head low, "with one heart" and even more so with a lump in his throat, his heart was racing with anxiety, fearing that the master would get angry again.

  However, "this time" was in the midst of the head chef's worry and fear. The red-clothed man in front of him used a spoon to scoop up a seven-colored soup ball, first gazing at it quietly for a moment before slowly bringing it to his lips and taking a light bite.

  From start to finish, the red-clothed man in front of him was elegant and refined, as if he had practiced thousands of times in the mirror. Adding to his extraordinary good looks, he looked so pleasing to the eye.

  However, at this moment, the head chef didn't have the leisure to appreciate the man's elegant movements.

  A pair of black eyes filled with sincerity and fear, occasionally stealing glances at the movements on the face of the red-clothed man, fearing that they would see even a hint of displeasure on his face.

  Just like the previous ten times, every time the red-clothed man lightly took a sip of the seven-colored pellet he had made, his eyebrows would immediately furrow, his eyes flashing with anger, and then he would launch into a furious tirade that made one's heart tremble with fear.

  So this time, "the head chef" has also made psychological preparations for being scolded.

  However, "even after waiting for a long time" he didn't hear any unpleasant movements from the man in front of him. Instead, he kept hearing the crisp sound of the spoon colliding with the ceramic bowl.

  The sound continued for a long time, causing the head chef to feel suspicious, so he slightly raised his head again to take a look.

  When I saw what was in front of me, I was immediately struck as if by a thunderbolt and was shocked into stillness.

  All that can be seen is that the man in front of him is slowly and carefully eating all the seven-colored soup balls in the ceramic bowl, one spoonful at a time.

  After a long time, she slowly put down the porcelain bowl and gently wiped her mouth with a silk handkerchief.

  That movement was elegant to the extreme.

  However, when the man slightly raised his eyes and stared straight at the head chef, the latter was so frightened that he immediately lowered his gaze.

  After all, the eyes of this man in front of him were too strange and cold, the red seemed to be condensed from the blood of thousands of people, and it was icy like a thousand-year-old mysterious ice. When facing each other, he only felt a chill rising from his feet to the top of his head.

  So at this moment, the head chef was even more frightened and his heart was racing with fear.

  At the same time as being astonished that Wang Ye actually finished the bowl of wontons, he also felt a slight sense of relief in his heart.

  After all, "this time" he won't have to suffer the rebuke of the prince again, right?

  Just as the head chef was feeling relieved, "the next moment" when he heard the red-clothed man's words, his heart almost broke.

  "Did you make this seven-colored soup ball?"

  Although it was an interrogative sentence, the man's tone was very affirmative.

  Moreover, the man's low and husky voice was filled with unmasked majesty and coldness, making people feel a chill run down their spine upon hearing it.

  The head chef was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

  In his heart, he was secretly wondering how this man in front of him knew all these things?

  Although he was suspicious in his heart, "however" the head chef also did not dare to conceal it.

  After all, he can deceive everyone in the world, but doesn't have the guts to deceive this man in front of him?

  The chef immediately knelt down on the ground with a "thud" and bowed his head in fear, begging for mercy.

  "Reporting back to Your Highness," "I dare not conceal that this bowl of seven-colored soup balls was not made by me."

  "Oh? Who exactly did it?"

  The red-clothed man sitting at the top heard the head chef's words, lightly stretched out his hand, picked up a nearby tea cup, first gently lifted the tea lid, and then lightly sipped the fragrant and rich tea.

  Every move is elegant and dignified, with an aura of nobility that no one can match.

  However, when the red-clothed man heard the head chef's next words, his entire body suddenly shook.

  "What?"

  It was actually him...

  ……

  "His Excellency, the Su Guard, requests your presence."

  "Ah?" Does the king have something to ask me?

  At this moment, it was a sunny early afternoon.

  Su Ying was on duty for a whole afternoon. At this moment, she has already finished work.

  Every time at this hour, Su Ying always likes to come to a grassland behind the mountain to rest and enjoy the warm sunshine.

  After all, although this ancient place has no TV sets, air conditioners, computers and other entertainment facilities, it wins in that the environment here is extremely beautiful.

  Especially this place behind the mountain was discovered by Su Ying early on.

  All that can be seen here is "four sides surrounded by mountains" and in front of it there is a small river with sparkling water.

  It was noon, the sun shone brightly in the sky, and the golden sunlight poured down directly onto the water's surface, making it even more radiant with a layer of glittering golden light.

  This picturesque scene is as beautiful as if it were painted by the heavens themselves, isn't it breathtakingly beautiful?

  But just as Su Ying was enjoying the picturesque scenery, the head chef's voice suddenly came from behind her.

  Su Ying was even more astonished upon hearing this.

  What's most astonishing is that the head chef actually called her to see him?

  What's going on here?

  Perhaps it was because of Su Ying's confusion that the head chef wiped the sweat from his face and said with a gasp.

  "King Wang has already known that 'those seven-colored soup balls were made by Su Shiwei', so he let Su Shiwei go to the Biyang Pavilion to see him."

  The chef explained, "Su Ying heard the words" and her face only slightly stunned, but she quickly came back to her senses, and with a nimble jump, she had already jumped up from the lawn.

  Brushing off the grass clippings on his body with one hand, he smiled and said.

  "Alright," I'll go see Master Wang now."

  As soon as she finished speaking, Su Ying immediately strode quickly towards Bi Yang Pavilion.

  ……

  Biyang Pavilion is indeed the place where Wang Ye lives, "Golden and Azure Radiance" with a majestic momentum.

  "Halls and pavilions are too numerous to count, layer upon layer, with a harmonious arrangement of heights and depths."

  Inside, the "carved beams and painted rafters", the nine-turn corridor, the artificial hill and running water, the blooming flowers, all demonstrate the beauty of the building.

  On one side were even more guards surrounding him.

  They have five steps one guard, ten steps one post, isn't it majestic?

  Su Ying stepped on the white jade stone steps and arrived at the gate of Bi Yang Pavilion.

  Only saw "the carved wooden door of the Biyang Pavilion was gently closed at this moment" Su Ying stopped for a moment outside the door, and then immediately opened her mouth to say in a low voice.

  "Reporting back to Your Highness, it is I, Su Ying."

  "Come in."

  As soon as Su Ying's words fell, a low and hoarse voice immediately came from inside the room.

  Upon hearing this, Su Ying's black eyes flickered once, and then she reached out her hand to gently push open the intricately carved wooden door that was only slightly ajar.

  As the carved wooden door was pushed open, a fragrant aroma of wine immediately wafted out from inside the room.

  When she smelled the strong wine aroma, Su Ying couldn't help but sniff it forcefully. A pair of beautiful eyes quickly scanned and finally landed on the wine jug on the table.

  Only on the table were many wine jars, most of which were tilted and empty.

  Su Ying's eyebrows slightly furrowed as she thought, "This Fourth Prince must have had quite a bit to drink."

  Just as Su Ying was thinking about it, a low and lazy voice suddenly came from the direction of the noble chair.

  "You're here..."

  "Yes" King "Su Ying gives a salute to the king" Is the king well?"

  Upon hearing that voice, Su Ying immediately bowed her head and lowered her eyes, making the motions of a guard paying respects.

  After hearing Su Jing's words, the man on the noble chair remained silent and did not speak.

  Although that was the case, Su Ying still felt that since she entered this place, that scorching gaze had never left her body.

  That gaze was filled with inquiry and scrutiny, as if wanting to see through her from inside out.

  Such a direct and piercing gaze made Su Ying's scalp feel numb and eerie.

  "Full of doubts in her mind", this "Fourth Prince" called her here, it shouldn't be just to see her, right?

  Just as Su Ying was wondering in her heart, a voice whispered again in her ear.

  "Is 'Rainbow Ball' really made by you?"

  "Huh??"

  When the man said this, Su Ying was stunned for a moment and then immediately spoke up.

  "Yes."

  "Oh" What's with these seven-colored ball? Who taught you how to make it?"

  The man continued to ask after hearing Su Ying's answer.

  Su Ying heard this and said in a deep voice, "Nor have I ever concealed anything."

  "This seven-colored soup ball" was something Mother Slave used to make for me. "At that time, I saw it many times," so I learned how to make it.

  "Oh" Then who is your mother? Do you know that this "Seven Color Soup Ball" was made by the Queen Mother herself? That flavor, in the world, only the Queen Mother can make it. How could your mother make this Seven Color Soup Ball and its flavor is exactly the same as the one made by the Queen Mother?

  Su Ying was shocked by his words in response to the man's questioning.

  "Could it be that there's such a coincidence in the world where these Seven-Colored Pellets are exactly the same as those made by Princess Shu?"

  Su Ying didn't know.

  She only knew that the man sitting there had a look of determination to get to the bottom of things, and if she didn't give him an answer, he wouldn't let up.

  Thinking of this, Su Ying paused for a moment before speaking up.

  "My mother is no longer in this world. I don't know why the seven-colored soup balls I made are the same as those of Princess Shu. Today, I only saw that the king wanted to eat seven-colored soup balls, so I boldly made some and had them presented to the king by the head chef. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

  Su Ying said.

  And what she said is true.

  Her old mom indeed never existed in this world, right?

  And "she is also very strange" she made it exactly the same as the seven-color soup balls that her old mother used to make.

  But this flavor is exactly the same as Princess Shufei's.

  What a coincidence!

  Just as Su Ying was thinking, the man sitting opposite her heard her words and looked at her face without any pretence, and his original questioning expression eased.

  Thinking in his heart "it turns out" this young man is also like him... lost his mother...

  Since "he doesn't know the reason now" anyway.

  Long Haoxuan couldn't help but pick up the wine jug in his hand and take a big swig, pouring it down his throat.

  The gaze also withdrew from Su Ying's body.

  Although the man's eyes were still calm and composed, Su Ying could deeply feel the man's sorrow from the aura that emanated from his body.

  He seems like a man with many thoughts hidden in his mind.

  His heart must be very bitter, right?

  He misses his mother queen but never mentions it to anyone and no one knows what he is thinking.

  His eyes are light. So "he at this moment" even if his heart is too sad and too tired, can only drink alone to drown his sorrows.

  What a pity...

  "One drunk to solve a thousand worries, but worries enter the intestines and become even more worried."

  Su Ying thought in her heart "but subconsciously said this sentence out loud."

  When the man heard this, his hand holding the wine jar and preparing to pour another mouthful suddenly stopped.

  "What did you say?"

  "Uh..."

  Only when Su Ying heard the man's words did she suddenly come back to her senses, and only then did she realize that she had unknowingly spoken out loud what was in her heart.

  Su Ying couldn't help but feel a pang of regret in her heart at this thought.

  Facing the man's inquiring gaze, her scalp suddenly felt a bit numb. However, now that she had already said it, she couldn't take back what she had just said. So, she could only curve her lips into a smile and say...

  "Prince" wine can harm your body, "Prince", you'd better drink less?

  "What?"

  When Su Ying spoke, the red-clothed man's narrow and long phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, his gaze fell on the young man in front of him like a sharp knife.

  Only seeing the young man in front of him, wearing a black outfit that made his whole person look even more neat and tidy.

  Her high hairdo sets off her face, making it even more elegant and refreshing, with an air of nobility that is intimidating.

  But what was most astonishing was that the young man's eyes showed no fear when facing him.

  Sparkling clean, crystal clear, just like the purest spring water in the world, can wash away all the impurities of the world.

  In his eyes, there was no evil intention or impurity.

  He stood there with an air of "modesty and pride" that couldn't conceal the English elegance he had acquired.

  Is this young man really a precious jade?

  But what shocked Long Hua Xuan the most was what this young man said to him.

  All these years, no one has ever dared to speak to him in such a tone.

  That feeling of "being considerate" and "comforting" is just like a friend comforting another friend.

  Friend?

  Hehe, in this world, how many people dare to be his friend?

  Everyone is afraid of him, fearful of speaking to him, who isn't being extremely cautious? Just fearing that they might offend him. But this young man in front of me seems not to be afraid at all.

  "What a special young man!" What kind of family can raise such a child?

  Long Haoxuan sighed inwardly "but" and didn't stop drinking because of Su Ying's words.

  He raised the wine jug in his hand and took a big gulp into his mouth.

  The hardships of entering the industry made Long Hao Xuan's narrow eyes slightly narrowed, his red lips curled up and he laughed, "Haha."

  "What a wonderful line that can dispel a thousand worries!" Are you worried about worrying? "What a great poem!"

  The man threw his head back and laughed loudly, "However", he was laughing but the smile did not reach his eyes.

  Instead, it gives people a sense of sadness and desolation.