bioinnovel Chapter 156 Lingxi: Can I eat it?
Chapter 156 Lingxi: Can I eat it?
"Burp~"
At the dining table, Li Yao looked at the empty plates in front of him and let out a satisfied burp.
He leaned back in his chair, rubbed his stomach, and sighed sincerely, "After all these years, I still love Lingxi's cooking the most. I never get tired of it."
Hearing this, Lingxi, who was standing quietly to the side, smiled and her eyes curved into crescents. A faint blush rose on her cheeks, and she said softly, "Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty. As long as Your Majesty wants to eat it, Lingxi will make it for you every day from now on."
"Then I won't be polite, I'll come and mooch off you every day!"
Sitting opposite her, Angel Yan smiled and replied, but her silver fork was idly scratching the food on her plate, and she had barely touched the food in front of her.
"Uh-huh."
Lingxi looked at Angel Yan, first smiling and nodding, then blinking her big eyes and unable to resist asking, "Sister Yan, why aren't you eating? Is the food not to your liking today?"
No, no.
Angel Yan quickly put down her fork, pretended to be calm, picked up her water glass and took a sip: "I ate too much just now, I really can't eat anymore."
"what?"
Lingxi was even more puzzled, her little brows furrowing slightly: "But Sister Yan, you told me this morning that you hadn't eaten breakfast and were waiting for Wang to have a nice breakfast together."
Angel Yan paused, a barely perceptible hint of embarrassment flashing across her face.
Her eyes darted around, and she immediately thought of an excuse. She coughed lightly and said, "Didn't Leng say that the breakfast Wang made for her was delicious? So I just asked Wang to make me one too."
"Fried dough sticks and soy milk?" Lingxi glanced at Li Yao curiously, muttering to herself.
As a recognized culinary expert in Tiancheng, she had naturally studied these two types of food.
In her opinion, these two things tasted ordinary and were far inferior to the exquisite pastries of Tiancheng. How could they make Sister Leng and Sister Yan praise them so highly?
Could it be... that the king made it himself, which is why it tastes different?
Thinking of this, Lingxi's eyes lit up. She looked up at Li Yao and said expectantly, "Your Majesty, may I try your fried dough sticks and soy milk next time?"
"puff!"
Li Yao almost spat out the mouthful of milk he had just drunk.
He quickly put down his cup, picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth, and looked across at the person opposite him. He saw that Angel Yan was looking down with her shoulders trembling slightly, clearly trying to suppress a laugh.
Li Yao couldn't help but glare at her, but unexpectedly, Angel Yan gave him a light kick under the table.
Seeing Lingxi looking at him with a puzzled expression, he could only awkwardly say, "Uh... well... it depends on the situation."
"What do you mean?" Lingxi asked innocently.
"We'll see when the time is right," Li Yao said seriously.
"Timing?" Lingxi was even more confused.
At this moment, Angel Yan spoke softly, her tone slightly mischievous: "Lingxi, not everyone can eat the soy milk and fried dough sticks made by the King."
Lingxi blinked and asked seriously, "Then how can I get to eat it?"
"You, well, when you're older, um..." Angel Yan deliberately dragged out the last syllable, glancing at Li Yao.
Lingxi nodded as if she understood, and she planned to ask Sister Leng later how she could eat the fried dough sticks and soy milk made by Wang.
Then she asked Li Yao, "Your Majesty, could you teach me then?"
Seeing her eager expression, Li Yao chuckled and said, "Lingxi, you can't learn this."
He tried to change the subject: "Lingxi, the soup you made is really delicious, I'll have another bowl."
As he spoke, he reached for the soup spoon.
"Hey, Your Majesty, don't rush." Lingxi took the soup spoon first and filled his bowl to the brim.
"Tell me first, what's the difference between your fried dough sticks and the regular ones? Do you add any special ingredients?"
Angel Yan finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.
She wiped away the tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes and said to Lingxi in a serious tone, "That's right, special ingredients were added. Moreover, this is an exclusive secret recipe that only the King can make; no one else can learn it."
"Oh? I see..."
Lingxi showed a hint of disappointment on her face, but then she cheered up again.
"That's alright, I can assist you, Wang. Next time you're doing it, I can just watch from the side!"
Li Yao: "..."
Looking at Lingxi's sincere expression, he couldn't bear to tell her the truth, so he could only nod and say, "Okay, I'll definitely do it next time."
After saying that, he picked up the bowl, buried his head in it, and drank the soup voraciously, as if he wanted to bury his face in the bowl.
Angel Yan laughed so hard she almost fell over, her eyes full of mockery as she looked at Li Yao's embarrassed state.
Li Yao glanced at her; she was truly unruly.
That very evening, Li Yao gave Angel Yan a thorough beating.
Nothing was said that night, and the commotion in the palace gradually subsided as the sky began to lighten.
Li Yao got up early to prepare breakfast for Angel Yan, using his signature dishes: fried dough sticks and soy milk.
Angel Yan sat in front of the dressing table, her hair disheveled and her cheeks flushed, wiping away the soy milk that covered her face.
"How childish! How old are you, still playing these revenge tricks?"
Angel Yan glared at him in the mirror, her tone reproachful but not particularly hurtful.
Li Yao stretched lazily, looking refreshed, stood up and walked outside. As he reached the door, he turned back and smiled, "But weren't you enjoying your meal?"
Angel Yan raised a wet wipe to throw at him, but Li Yao had already slipped out the door, leaving behind only a smug laugh.
In high spirits, he walked through the long corridor to the palace hall, sat on the throne, leaned back, put his hands behind his head, and comfortably began his daily routine of slacking off.
His consciousness sank into vector space.
Now, Li Yao has transformed this place into a golden void, with countless tiny golden points of light floating around like stars.
Li Yao sat cross-legged in the void, his hands clenched in the air. The light spots seemed to be drawn by some invisible force, slowly gathering in his palms, rotating, compressing, and condensing, gradually forming golden light spheres the size of fists.
He was fiddling with the quantum bomb while pondering matters of the field.
The previous Angel Queen, Keisha, possessed a sacred domain that shook the universe.
As the current King of Angels, he should naturally have his own domain.
Moreover, it has to be even more sophisticated than Keisha's.
This idea only came to him after he returned from the Tianlong Galaxy.
Then, with a thought, a faint golden halo appeared around him. This halo, though seemingly gentle, was actually woven from countless quantum entanglements.
"Let's call it the Quantum Realm," he muttered to himself.
When he observed that miniature black hole up close outside Tianlong Star last time, what enveloped his entire body was actually the prototype of this quantum realm.
At the time, he only thought that the golden light could resist the gravity of the black hole, but now, after careful research, he has discovered that its principle is far more mysterious than he imagined.