Night had just fallen, and the family gathered around the table in the resplendent Small Dining Hall of Ruyi Residence, ready to enjoy dinner.
To celebrate their glorious victory, Wu Xuege and the other women had put in extra effort, making that evening's dinner particularly lavish.
On the broad snow-jade dining table, its surface smooth and lustrous, a dazzling scroll of culinary delights seemed to slowly unfurl.
Dish after dish of carefully prepared high-tier spirit cuisine appeared before them like exquisite works of art, filling the entire table with a magnificent array.
Each dish gave off its own enticing aroma. Those fragrances seemed to possess a wondrous magic, threading their way into everyone's nostrils and teasing their taste buds until their mouths watered and they could hardly wait to feast.
Liu Changxu sat firmly at the head of the table, his gentle gaze sweeping over everyone. Only after he saw that his family had all taken their seats did he say warmly:
"Everyone, don't eat yet!"
As he spoke, he picked up his jade chopsticks, took a piece of appetizing beast meat, and popped it into his mouth, eating with relish.
Just then, his daughter Liu Fuxin approached him with light steps, holding a jar of high-tier spirit wine in both hands.
A radiant smile lit her face as she deftly lifted the jar and poured Liu Changxu a cup. The spirit wine gleamed as it flowed into the cup, its fragrance spreading everywhere.
Liu Fuxin said with a cheerful grin:
"Imperial Father, on such a happy day, you should have a cup of spirit wine!"
Seeing that his beloved daughter Liu Fuxin was pouring him wine, Liu Changxu's smile deepened, and he replied merrily:
"Of course! Today is a wonderful day. Everyone, have a few more cups!"
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