Chapter 194 Duck Skin Dipped in Sugar

Chapter 194 Duck Skin Dipped in Sugar

The private room was filled with a fragrant aroma.

The roast duck chef's knife danced, slicing the freshly roasted, date-red duck into thin, even slices.

"Sizzle..."

Hot oil seeped out along the grain of the duck meat, and the domineering aroma of caramelized meat wafted straight into my nose.

Tangli was already impatient.

She picked up her chopsticks, but instead of wrapping the pancakes first, she picked up a piece of the most prized duck breast skin, still attached to the skin and a little bit of fat.

Dip it lightly into the dish of white sugar.

"Crack".

When you put it in your mouth, the crispy duck skin, the rich fat, and the granular texture and sweetness of the white sugar explode on your tongue.

"Wow! It's so delicious I could cry!"

Tang Li's eyes narrowed with happiness, and her two feet dangled under the table.

Just then.

"Squeak..."

A faint scratching sound came from the table leg.

Tang Li paused, looking down.

A small, shifty-eyed head peeked out from the gap in the tablecloth.

This is a local gray rat from the capital. Look at how clever it is; it's completely different from the honest and simple groundhogs in the North.

He was a distant relative introduced by "Zhao Cai" and was in charge of the intelligence network in the capital.

[Squeak! Your Majesty! Stop eating!]

The little mouse's whiskers trembled with anxiety as it rapidly reported the firsthand news that had just arrived from the palace:

Something's not right in the palace!

That old witch living in the Cining Palace has gone mad!

[She piled up tons of wood in the square in front of the largest building (the Hall of Supreme Harmony)! She even poured black oil on it!]

Tangli slowed down her chewing of the duck skin.

Wood? Oil? Is this for a bonfire party?

【And there's more!】

The little mouse continued to scream:

[Behind the pillars and screens in the main hall, there are hundreds of bad guys wielding large axes and bows and arrows!]

There was also a swindler dressed in a Taoist robe, drawing strange symbols and claiming he could catch demons and burn them to ashes!

After hearing this, Tangli swallowed the duck meat in her mouth.

They piled up firewood, ambushed the axemen, and invited the Taoist priest.

After going through this whole process, even a fool would know what the Empress Dowager wanted to do.

This is to burn this "witch" to death in public at the victory banquet, and then pierce the crazed regent's heart with arrows.

"Oh."

Tang Li chuckled lightly, showing no sign of panic.

She picked up her chopsticks again, took out a piece of the crispiest duck skin, rolled it hard in white sugar, and coated it with snow-white sugar frosting.

Then, he handed the piece of duck skin to Pei Yunjing across from him.

"Your Highness, ah—"

Pei Yunjing was rolling up a duck pancake for her when he saw this. He was slightly taken aback, but then readily opened his mouth and took the duck skin into his mouth.

"Is it sweet?" Tangli asked with a smile.

"Hmm." Pei Yunjing chewed carefully; it was crisp and sweet, indeed quite good.

"As long as it's sweet."

Tangli rested her chin on her hand and, in a flat tone as if discussing "this duck is a little overcooked," mumbled:

"My little spy just reported that the Empress Dowager in the palace has set up a large stake at the entrance of the Hall of Supreme Harmony."

She looked into Pei Yunjing's eyes and blinked:

"They said they were going to exorcise evil spirits from me, and incidentally... burn me to death."

"..."

Pei Yunjing's chewing motion stopped abruptly as he swallowed the sweet, greasy duck skin.

The sweetness still lingered on his tongue, but the look in his eyes was colder than ten-thousand-year-old ice.

"Burn you to death?"

Pei Yunjing picked up a handkerchief and slowly wiped the corner of his mouth, his voice eerily calm:

"Does she not want that dilapidated temple anymore?"

The imperial palace, in his words, became a "ruined temple."

The emperor and empress dowager have become clay and wood sculptures in the temple.

How dare you touch his woman at his victory celebration?

It seems he hasn't killed enough people in the northern border, making the people in the capital forget what kind of temper Pei Yunjing really has.

"Don't be angry."

Tang Li reached out and poked his tense hand, comforting him:

"They've put so much effort into preparing such a big show; wouldn't it be incredibly disrespectful if we didn't go and support them?"

Pei Yunjing grasped her hand in return, the murderous intent in his eyes slightly diminishing, but the chilling pressure remained undiminished.

He picked up a thin, translucent lotus leaf pancake again, picked up a few slices of duck meat, dipped them in sauce, added shredded scallions and cucumber, and with elegant and skillful movements rolled up a perfect duck meat roll.

Then, it was handed to Tangli.

"Let's eat first."

Pei Yunjing looked at her, his tone doting yet revealing an air of absolute control:

"Only when you're full will you have the energy to watch the monkey show."

"As for those clowns..."

He picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and his eyes and brows were full of disdain:

"After we finish eating, we'll go and... dismantle their table."

"Okay!"

Tang Li took the duck roll, took a big bite, and her mouth was full of oil:

"Listen to the prince! After we've eaten our fill... let's kill them to silence them!"