Chapter 844
After Sang Yue finished taking care of the harp, he put the ancestor into his space and went out to find two immortal officials in the East Side Hall to cultivate their relationship. But she went at the wrong time. The two waiters were busy because they were caught and because of their guilty conscience.
He Yu was clearing the snow inside and outside the entire palace, making sure that the Immortal Lord had a place to go and a view to enjoy.
Meanwhile, Meng Ji was making Xianlu soup in the east kitchen.
"Jade Dew Soup?" Meng Ji was a talkative, and Sang Yue was also willing to chat with him about daily life, "You two eat this every day? Does it have any effect?"
As a typical example, everything can be medicated. As expected of someone who is keen on refining medicine, Meng Ji said with a smile:
"The soup made of green grass, ice chalcedony and extreme cold spring is for the exclusive use of the Lord. If the extreme cold spring is replaced by flower dew, ordinary immortals can take it to clear their minds and calm their minds. Well, those few are ours. I wanted to send it to you later, and you just happened to be here..."
Qiongcao is a kind of sweet grass with a thumb-thickness. Its stems are as white as jade, rich in juice, and taste crisp and sweet when eaten raw.
There is no residue, just cut the root and peel off the slender leaves wrapped in several layers and you can eat it.
It is not considered a rare fairy plant. On the contrary, there are sweet grasses similar to it growing wildly everywhere in the three realms. For some reason, since the Immortal Lord came to the Immortal Realm, he has not been interested in other delicacies, but has a special liking for it.
Even if he didn't make soup, he would be interested in taking a bite or two if he added alfalfa to other delicacies.
The two waiters tried many ways, but he never got tired of eating this soup. Over time, whenever the Immortal Master was away from seclusion and idle, the two waiters would cook a portion of Jade Dew Soup for him to taste every day to relieve his boredom.
"Here, how about you come and taste it?" Meng Ji said and motioned for her to get a ready-made cup.
The soup the waiter eats contains chalcedony, flower dew, and nectar from the immortal realm, while ice chalcedony and extremely cold spring are only suitable for the immortals to eat, and the three immortal attendants are not blessed to enjoy them.
There is a barrier in the dining room, and the ice and snow outside cannot penetrate. Even though several cups of jade dew soup are put on display, they are still warm and just right in the mouth. Of course, what is cooked for the Immortal Lord must be freshly baked, and it must be served as soon as it is ready.
"Huh?" Sang Yue took a few sips from the cup and frowned slightly, "Maybe I just came here and I like heavy food... I feel that the taste is too light and the texture is average."
Meng Ji could hear that she was trying her best to express herself tactfully, and couldn't help but said with a smile:
"The taste of this soup is indeed average. I have tried my best to improve it. He Yu and I still don't understand why the Lord likes this one. But after eating with him for thousands of years, I have become accustomed to it. If you don't like it, then next time I won’t do it for you.”
The fairy life was long and the Yuchen Palace was deserted. He and He Yu were just looking for something to do to pass the time.
It is not difficult to do an extra job for her, it just takes a little effort.
The premise is that she likes to eat. If she doesn't like it, the pleasure of sharing it with others will become oppression, which would be boring.
"Then I won't bother you two." This employee benefit is optional, so don't trouble your colleagues if you can. Sang Yue smiled and refused, "By the way, Aji, do you know the origin of the master's piano? ?”
Meng Ji was multitasking, and glanced at her after hearing this:
"I don't know, it was already there when we followed Your Majesty. Your Majesty can't play, so you should do what you can, don't force it. By the way, if you really want to know, this jade dew soup will be yours later. Bring it to your Majesty and ask him about the origin of the harp.
He is its master and must know it. ”
"Ah?!" Sang Yue thought of the cold main hall and immediately shook her head like a rattle, "No, just asking casually."
No matter what happens, I don’t want to see the leader.
"That's all. If you, Shiqin, had asked me earlier, you wouldn't have had to act so recklessly like today and get yourself bruised and bruised." Meng Ji said as he put the just-finished soup into a glass cup, "Although Your Majesty, It can’t even play. After all, I’ve been with it for thousands of years, and I know it better than you.
Speaking of which, do you have to play this piano? "I don't want to ask more questions, but the sound of her being beaten was too loud and I couldn't bear it.
"You have to play." If you don't play, you will never be free. If you play, your life will be hard to save. It's really difficult for her. As he was speaking, he suddenly heard an important point in his words. He raised his eyes suspiciously, "How do you know I'm reckless? Did I disturb you?"
"No," Meng Ji said happily, "there was a sudden movement from your side, which startled me and He Yu, thinking that some blind person came to my Yuchen Palace to show off his power..."
Especially when I heard the noise coming from the West Side Hall, I thought that some immortal got drunk and went to his Yuchen Palace to run wild, and happened to meet the new immortal, so I was giving her a blow?
I hurriedly ran over to take a look, oh, it turned out that she was playing the piano and abusing herself without knowing whether to live or die.
The two of them wanted to step forward to stop them, but suddenly they thought that she was the little fairy appointed by His Majesty himself to play the piano, and it might be her duty to play the piano as well. How can I, the Immortal Attendants, have the foresight of Your Majesty? This special assignment must have a deep meaning.
So the two of them didn't dare to go in and interfere, and just waited outside.
If she doesn't know whether to live or die and has to fight Kong Hou to the end, the two of them will stay outside and save her life in time at the critical moment.
"You can really carry it," Meng Ji smiled and put the hot soup on the holder without any explanation, and then handed it to her, "Hold it until the Lord comes back and sees you scarred..."
The Immortal Lord must be very pleased to see her working so hard.
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"Scared?!" Sang Yue originally didn't want to take the cup, but was startled by his words. She instinctively reached out and took it, her mind still in the surprised stage, "Your Majesty is here too?!"
"Ang," Meng Ji looked at her puzzled, "Why, don't you know?"
Seeing the shock on her face, he couldn't help but feel something in his heart. It’s over. Your Majesty didn’t show up at that time? So if he says this, he won’t ruin your reputation, right? If that was the case, then she would have to serve the soup herself.
If you have anything to say, it would be best for the two of you to explain it clearly in person, so as to avoid any misunderstandings between the new little immortal and your Majesty.
After all, serving as a servant in this Yuchen Palace is a lifelong matter.
The life of an immortal is too long. If there are no accidents, thousands of years will only last in the blink of an eye. But if you live here like a year, how will you live in the future?
"Your Majesty must have seen that you were safe and sound, so he didn't show up." Meng Ji said as he pushed her out, "But no matter what, it's our fault as waiters to let Your Majesty worry about you. You should take this opportunity to recognize yourself." Wrong.
I really don’t have much else to do, and I will have to help Heyu clean up the snow in various places in the mountains later. Hey, I’m too busy, I have such a hard life...”
Sang Yue pushed the quilt out of the dining room door, forgetting about asking about medicinal plants. I stood outside the door and thought for a while, but I didn't remember why I came here specifically.
Forget it, go see the leader first.
If the time is right, ask about Konghou; if not, forget it. The days ahead are long, don’t be in a hurry. First refine the potions and elixirs you need, and then consolidate your cultivation.
With the lower realm token given by her master, if the memo lights up, she must have a stable cultivation before she can go down to the lower realm.
Don't forget, the three devil cubs are looking for you everywhere.
Thinking of this, she walked to the main hall with a cup in her hands like smoke floating step by step. Meng Ji in the dining room breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was moving forward and throwing away the cup without being naughty.