Hu Ximei Wouldn't Eat a Single Bite

"Your Highness..."

Meanwhile, Bi'er's expression grew even more lovestruck, her eyes so watery they seemed about to overflow, and she rubbed against him with increasingly vigorous movements.

Although it felt rather nice, Di Xin still felt waves of unease. He kept feeling that the green above his head-the mark of a cuckold-had grown a few shades deeper.

"Ahem... Bi'er, what are you doing?!"

Without any hesitation, he immediately canceled his transformation and resumed Di Xin's appearance. He coughed hard twice, looked at Bi'er, and demanded in a stern voice.

???

Bi'er froze at his voice and looked around. Finding no trace of Daji, she tilted her head up and saw that imposing face. Three enormous question marks immediately appeared above her head.

[Negative Emotion Points from Bi'er: +199...]

"Her Highness... Where's Her Highness...? It was clearly Her Highness just now..."

Utterly bewildered, Bi'er stared blankly at Di Xin, even raising a hand to rub her eyes hard.

She had clearly seen Daji standing before her just now. How had she suddenly turned into King Di Xin?

"What Highness? The moment you saw me, you rushed over, grabbed my arm, and kept calling me Your Highness. Were you still muddled from sleep?"

Di Xin coughed hard and scolded her.

"But it was clearly..."

Bi'er's eyes reddened. Then she realized her chest was still pressed against Di Xin's arm and hastily let go as though she had been shocked. Di Xin even distinctly caught a flicker of disgust in the little maid's eyes, as though she had touched something repulsive. She even gifted him +555 Negative Emotion Points.

??? This time, it was Di Xin's turn to sprout question marks above his head.

Had my beloved consort, whom I transformed into myself, and my own little palace maid planted a lush, sprawling green prairie over my own head?

"Your Majesty, spare me! Bi'er knows her blessings are too meager to serve Your Majesty any longer. Please send me away to serve Her Highness Daji..."

Immediately afterward, Bi'er knelt on the floor and repeatedly pleaded with Di Xin, yet deep in her eyes lurked anticipation and excitement.

"Bi'er, you're truly beautiful..." Di Xin was so angry his nose nearly twisted out of shape. Looking at Bi'er, he gave three cold chuckles and spoke teasingly.

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty!" At his words, Bi'er's face immediately filled with bashful delight, and she answered in a sweet, coquettish voice.

"Heh, I didn't mean your looks were beautiful. I meant you're no beauty, but your daydreams certainly are! Stay here and serve me properly. Don't even dream of going to Shouxian Palace in this lifetime. Dare take half a step toward it, and I'll break both your legs!"

Di Xin snorted coldly, pointed at Bi'er, and angrily berated her. Then he flicked his sleeve and turned to walk into his room.

[Negative Emotion Points from Bi'er: +999...]

What kind of mess was this?!

Almost the instant he turned around, Di Xin saw the changing figures in the system's backend and was utterly speechless. Holding his forehead, he swayed slightly, feeling that he really needed to use the Thirty-Nine Minor Mystic Art cautiously-especially when it came to turning into Daji!

Thank goodness it was only the little palace maid Bi'er. If it had been someone else, wouldn't I have been in trouble?!

Still, the Thirty-Nine Minor Mystic Art really was wondrous. It passed the false off as the true, its mysteries beyond compare!

If the Thirty-Nine Minor Mystic Art was this extraordinary, could the Suiren Tranquil Heart Method really be nothing more than that absurdly remixed "Heart on Fire" song?!

At that thought, Di Xin couldn't help feeling a stir of interest. But once he activated the method and that rousing, surging, absurdly remixed melody blasted out, an inscrutable smile immediately appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Yes, exactly. The Suiren Tranquil Heart Method really was nothing but an absurd remix!

Time slipped by. A little while later, night fell, and Di Xin took a large covered pot to Daji's Shouxian Palace.

"Your Majesty, what's this?"

Daji looked at the large pot carried by two little palace maids, her face filled with bewilderment. She had no idea what Di Xin had brought.

"My beloved consort, naturally, I've brought your favorite food!"

Di Xin laughed heartily, gave the Nine-Headed Pheasant Spirit a peculiar look, then lifted the lid.

In an instant, a rich aroma swept through Shouxian Palace.

"Wow, that smells wonderful!"

Yu Linglong's eyes lit up. Gulping down her saliva, she rushed over to the pot.

"What is this...? It smells so good..."

Looking at the pot of glossy, oily food mixed with wood ear mushrooms and daylily buds, its fragrance wafting up in waves, Daji couldn't help swallowing either.

Although she had always lived in Xuanyuan Tomb, her fox nature sometimes led her to the surrounding lands of the Human Race to steal... ahem, treat herself to a tasty morsel.

Yet in those human settlements, she had never smelled a dish with such a rich fragrance.

Moreover, she felt that the smell was somewhat familiar, but there were too many aromas mixed into it for her to distinguish it right away.

"I know you love chicken, my beloved consort, so I made this pot of Braised Chicken! Hurry and try some..." Di Xin laughed heartily and pushed the pot toward Daji. Then, as though he had suddenly remembered something, he looked at Hu Ximei in alarm and said, "Little Sister Ximei, I'm terribly sorry. I forgot that your true form..."

Hu Ximei waved dismissively and said calmly, "It's fine. I'm a pheasant spirit... This is domestic poultry. There's no blood relation..."

"But it was a pheasant..." Hearing that, Di Xin immediately put on a troubled expression.

[Negative Emotion Points from Hu Ximei: +222...]

In an instant, a string of figures flashed through Di Xin's system backend.

It worked, just as I thought!

At the sight of those numbers, Di Xin's eyes immediately lit up. Earlier, when he had told Daji he would make her something delicious that evening, he had remembered that Hu Ximei was the Nine-Headed Pheasant Spirit. He had wanted to ask whether she had any psychological reservations about eating chicken, but just as the words reached his lips, the temptation of Negative Emotion Points had defeated him.

Now, sure enough, the Negative Emotion Points were safely in hand!

"Don't worry, little sister. I'll take it outside and throw it away right now..."

Di Xin waved a hand and looked at Hu Ximei, speaking with firm resolve.

[Negative Emotion Points from Daji: +99...]

[Negative Emotion Points from Yu Linglong: +233...]

In an instant, two entries of Negative Emotion Points flashed through Di Xin's system backend. He wasn't surprised that Daji would generate Negative Emotion Points, but what he hadn't expected was that Yu Linglong's contribution would leap straight from single digits to triple digits!

It seemed Yu Linglong wasn't merely an innocent, naturally airheaded girl. She was also a genuine, full-fledged foodie!

Foodies were great! Foodies were easy to keep fed!

"Never mind. Elder Sister Daji and Little Sister Linglong like it, so let them eat it. I'll simply look away..."

Hu Ximei had intended to nod, but seeing the expectant looks on Daji's and Yu Linglong's faces, she could only shake her head with a wry smile and speak.

"You're so wonderful, big sister!"

Yu Linglong immediately threw herself at Hu Ximei and hugged her, rubbing her head back and forth against her chest. The sight left Di Xin dizzy.

A cup of Primordial World milk a day left a whole generation of the Primordial World dazed!

"Actually, this isn't pheasant. It's just an ordinary domestic chicken! Domestic chicken is more tender, plumper, and tastier. Pheasant meat is far too tough..."

Just then, however, Di Xin chuckled and spoke to Hu Ximei with a smile.

Since he knew Hu Ximei's true form, how could he really have used a pheasant in the dish? Everything he had said just now had merely been to collect a few Negative Emotion Points.

[Negative Emotions from Hu Ximei: +333...]

Hu Ximei looked stunned and was utterly speechless. At that moment, she badly wanted to grab Daji and ask, Is this what you meant by a little irritating?

Moreover, she firmly resolved that she would never eat a single bite of this pot of chicken cooked by that infuriating fellow. Even if a Daluo Golden Immortal-no, even if Her Ladyship the Sage herself-came and beat Hu Ximei to death, she still wouldn't eat it!

"Hahaha, wonderful! Now everyone can eat it. Elder Sister Ximei, hurry and try some!"

But just as Hu Ximei silently made her vow, Yu Linglong smiled happily, picked up a piece of chicken with one hand, and stuffed it into her own mouth. At the same time, she used her other hand to push a piece into Hu Ximei's mouth.

I, Hu Ximei, absolutely will not eat a single bite of Di Xin's chicken...

Hu Ximei instinctively wanted to spit out the chicken in her mouth. But before she could act, the sauce coating it had already flooded her mouth: richly fragrant with a hint of sweetness, and beneath that sweetness, a touch of heat and a tingling numbness. That intense, stimulating aroma made her mouth chew a few times entirely beyond her control...

Mmm, so delicious...