The chefs from the Princess's Mansion have been sent to the Imperial Kitchen for some time. They fell ill two days ago while busy preparing for the palace banquet. Liang Chongyue has been eating the meals sent from the Imperial Kitchen for several days. I wonder when the two chefs will recover.

Liang Chongyue could tell from the appearance of today's meal that it was not prepared by the chef she was familiar with. Compared with the dishes on the table, she liked this pot of wine more.

Chi Rong was not picky about food. The meals he had eaten at His Majesty's mansion were indeed the best he had ever tasted in his life. For him, food from other places was just the same as filling his stomach.

Chi Rong picked up a piece of steamed pork with rice flour and put it in his mouth. Although it was not as delicious as the one made by His Majesty in the past, it was still extremely tasty.

"I am not good at speaking, and I cannot tell the difference between good and bad."

Seeing Chi Rong eating with relish, Liang Chongyue also took a piece of steamed pork with rice flour. After tasting it, he didn't touch it again. He could only say that it tasted okay.

"If you like, eat more. I'm full."

The old duck soup tasted good. Liang Chongyue drank two bowls and ate some other food. After he could feel something in his stomach, he stopped eating.

Just at this moment, Yun Ling brought over the wine and a food box.

"Your Majesty, when I went to get some wine, I ran into Cheng Zhao beside Her Majesty. This is a snack sent from Kunning Palace. She said it was made by Her Majesty herself."

As Yun Ling spoke, she opened the lunch box and took out a plate of braised beef and hand-washing crab.

When seeing the hand-washing crab, Liang Chongyue's expression remained normal, but he had already started to have some doubts about Li Yu'an. Liang Chongyue still ate this dish to go with wine when he was in Guanzhong. It was sour, spicy and refreshing, and it was really delicious. It was even better when eaten with wine.

Wash-hand crab is made by washing raw crab, cutting it into small pieces, and marinating it with wine, vinegar, salt and various seasonings. Before she left Beijing, this dish was not available in the capital. It couldn't be that it was introduced from Guanzhong this year, right?

"Your Majesty, Her Majesty has specifically instructed that this hand-washing crab is made by Your Majesty according to a recipe. The taste may not be as good as the Guanzhong style, but the recipe has been reviewed by the imperial physician, so there will be no problem."

It was rare to see such raw crabs in the palace. Li Yu'an was cautious, and Liang Chongyue didn't say anything more. After waiting for Yun Ling to test the poison, he waved his hand and let her leave.

Liang Chongyue was immune to all poisons and had no qualms about eating raw food like this. He picked up a piece of crab meat and put it in his mouth. The smooth and firm texture accompanied by the sour and spicy juice tasted really good.

"You try it too, it tastes good."

It is really a great dish to go with wine.

Liang Chongyue was satisfied with the two dishes, but that didn't stop her from reporting the matter to the panel and asking the system to investigate.

Liang Chongyue had two side dishes and drank two more pots of wine. It was a pity that she had to attend the court early tomorrow, otherwise she would have been very unrestrained tonight.

"Yunling, prepare some water. I need to take a bath and change my clothes."

When Yun Ling brought people in to clean the dining room, Liang Chongyue was leaning on the dragon throne, and Chi Rong was grinding ink for her. There was a screen blocking the view, so even if the palace people wanted to peek, they couldn't see anything.

Liang Chongyue has no talent in painting and rarely uses such bright colors, but today's canvas is different, which aroused Liang Chongyue's interest in painting.

"Your Majesty, Mo Yan is ready."

Chi Rong placed several plates of ink of different colors in front of His Majesty. Liang Chongyue did not rush to pick up the brush to paint. He raised his head slightly and looked at him with eyes half-closed due to the alcohol:

"Take it off."

Chi Rong didn't understand why, but he just did as he was told. After becoming the leader of the imperial guards, the official robes he wore were more complicated than before. Liang Chongyue was not in a hurry and just waited for Chi Rong to take his time.

Until his scarred back was exposed in front of Liang Chongyue, Chi Rong half-knelt with his back facing His Majesty and felt a hand touching his back.

"Was this the injury he suffered at the border that year?"

Liang Chongyue remembered that during the final battle in Guanzhong, Chi Rong was also injured. The wound on his back was not small, a straight line from the back of his neck to the coccyx.

That's why she brought her cousin's body back to Beijing alone without taking Chi Rong with her.

"Yeah, it's healed now. Fortunately it's not too deep, but it still looks scary."

Liang Chongyue also had a long wound like this on her back. People in the northern border liked to use big knives, and the wound would always start out shallow and then get deeper and deeper. The scar on Chi Rong's back was longer than hers, so how could it not be deep?

Liang Chongyue reached out and felt all the scars on Chi Rong's body. His broad back was like a canvas with countless grooves, uneven and difficult to paint on.

"Go get a stool and sit down, and wait for me to grant you a painting."

"Yes."

Xi Yu's wine is deceptive. It tastes sweet when you first drink it, but a little spicy when it goes down your throat. The aftertaste is sweeter than other wines. After finishing three pots of wine, Liang Chongyue finally felt the effect.

Liang Chongyue took advantage of this slightly drunk feeling to paint and wanted to see what he could draw.

After Chi Rong sat down obediently, Liang Chongyue's eyes were already a little dizzy. The hand holding the pen was clearly aimed at the place she had just looked at, but it stained another color.

It was not until the tip of the pen touched Chi Rong's back that she opened her eyes wide and realized something was wrong.

"This is useless. Let Yunling replace all of them for me tomorrow."

The pen must be not good enough. Liang Chongyue did not care if he made a mistake when dipping the pen in ink. He just pursued art blindly.

He worked hard on Chi Rong's wheat-colored back until the alcohol took over and Liang Chongyue couldn't even open his eyelids, and then he stopped.

"Puppy, take a picture for me."

Before she passed out completely, Liang Chongyue asked the puppy to take a photo of her so that she could look at it when she woke up.

The next morning, Liang Chongyue's biological clock rang. As soon as he opened his eyes, his head felt dizzy and heavy. He regretted drinking too much last night.

I didn't know the alcohol content of Xi Yu's drink, but it tasted good and I couldn't stop for a moment.

"Yunling, help me undress."

Liang Chongyue supported herself on the head of the bed and stood up. As soon as she lifted the gauze curtain, a furry dog's head appeared.

"Host, I know you have me in your heart. I haven't slept all night, waiting for this moment so that you and I can appreciate your masterpiece together."

Liang Chongyue supported herself on the headboard with one hand and could already hear the sound of Yun Ling going to bring her some water. Looking at the system's somewhat crazy state, it seemed that it had been through a long night and its eyes were red.

"Hurry up, don't delay me from going to court."

Although Liang Chongyue didn't want to recall the scene after getting drunk, seeing the system's anxious look, she let Yunling leave first after Yunling washed her face with water, giving the system enough time and space to show her masterpiece last night.

Liang Chongyue had thought of many scenes, some cute, some heartwarming, some embarrassing, but when the panel appeared in front of her, she was still a little embarrassed.

Where did this striped puppy come from?

How could it be so ugly and weird? Its nose is crooked to the corner of its mouth, and its eyes are discolored and uneven. The scar on Chi Rong's back passes through the middle of its face, making it look like a scarred dog.

If the system's gaze had not been so intense, Liang Chongyue would not have been able to tell what she had painted at first. She might have had some talent for painting. If this painting was passed down, perhaps a thousand years later, she would also be an abstract painter.

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