Chapter 518
The Prefectural Yamen's Inner Courtyard.
Er Leng sat in the stone pavilion, wolfing down a bowl of meat soup, his mouth greasy and his face full of happiness.
Ren Ye watched him, feeling a little speechless and a little envious. People with fewer desires were more easily satisfied, and thus found true happiness.
Early that morning, Ai Fei's cravings had struck. She had actually gotten up early and cooked a pot of meat soup.
Ren Ye had asked her what it was, and she had replied, "Hah, can't you tell? It's Migration Land oden."
Ren Ye had looked at the pot of meat soup cooked down to mush, then at the lump of chicken blood larger than a mortar shell, and immediately taken his leave.
Ai Fei had tasted a mouthful herself... and spat it out.
But she hated to waste her own hard work, so she had ordered someone to bring it to Ren Ye and Er Leng, asking them to offer plenty of valuable feedback.
Ren Ye had gritted his teeth and drunk half a bowl, then thrown up too.
Er Leng, however, was thoroughly enjoying it. Sweat covered his head as he kept muttering, "Her Highness the Princess Consort's cooking is incredible... I've never tasted anything so delicious."
"I'll introduce you to a friend who eats beef sometime." Ren Ye propped his chin on his hand. "You two will definitely get along."
"Who is he?" Er Leng asked with a guileless expression.
"Ah."
Ren Ye let out a quiet sigh, then suddenly asked, "Leng Leng, do you want to leave this world and travel with us?"
Er Leng froze. "Where... is the world outside?"
Ren Ye thought carefully before replying with a double meaning, "The place I came from."
Hearing this, Er Leng lowered his