That evening, the whole family gathered together, with the table covered in Chinese delicacies.
Nancy's parents smelled the food, and their stomachs rumbled uncontrollably.
The elderly couple felt rather embarrassed.
Nancy asked with a smile, "Father King, Mother Queen, are you hungry? You've definitely never tasted my husband's cooking before. He's absolutely the Number One Under Heaven chef!"
Nancy's father straightened his posture and coughed twice, secretly swallowing the saliva that was about to drip out.
"Silly girl, as the ruler of a country, what delicacies under heaven haven't I eaten? Rare delicacies and exotic foods—does the royal palace not have them?"
Nancy's mother nodded and said, "That's right. We often eat Chinese food too. There are several famous Chinese chefs in the royal palace. It's not as if you didn't know that."
The elderly couple said this simply to hold on to the last shred of their dignity.
While wandering around the estate earlier, they had already behaved rather like country bumpkins.
When they saw Xiangxiang, they could not resist going over to pet her. When they saw A'Nan and A'Li, they were even more astonished by the divine pets, though unfortunately they could not touch them.
Then they saw the Sacred Fruit Tree in Jiang Siming's home, and the well-informed king actually had no idea what kind of tree it was.
They did not recognize the fish in the lake in the back garden either.
Although Jiang Siming's estate was certainly not as large or imposing as the Swiss royal palace, these pets alone were enough to crush their palace.
Moreover, the layout, decor, and furnishings of the estate were all just right.
The air in the estate was especially filled with an indescribably refreshing fragrance, as though they were surrounded by nature rich in spiritual energy. One