The undercover agent sent by the imperial court

Yin Tianming's face showed a pity-like expression. Seeing this expression, Ling Xuan could probably guess that it wouldn't be a good performance, so he quickened his pace and walked towards the party.

Except for the absent seats, someone came over and put a piece of meat, which looked like cut meat after roasting. Seeing Ling Xuan and the two came back, a woman came and put two plates of meat in front of them. What's more, this time, something like sauce was poured on the meat.

It is a reddish-brown sauce. Ling Xuan picked up a piece of meat with the sauce and put it into his mouth with chopsticks. The spicy taste spread in his mouth. It was unexpectedly delicious. Ling Xuan's eyes lit up. Most of the food in the capital tastes light, although it is delicious, there is always something missing.

This kind of thing would never be allowed to be served on the dinner table in the capital. Such a strong spicy taste will only anger those delicate and lazy non-commissioned officers. The sauce is matched with the mouth.

Yin Tianming does not have such a heavy feeling as Ling Xuan. The children of the rivers and lakes have eaten everything, which is not too heavy compared to Sichuan cuisine, but seeing that Ling Xuan likes it so much, Yin Tianming still silently remembers this taste.

Long-term inactivity will prevent the salt from getting out of the body. On the contrary, for Ling Xuan who does high-intensity exercise, salt intake is essential. It is not a trivial matter for the prince to start a small stove every day.

However, Ling Xuan was always dissatisfied with the strict diet in the palace, especially when cooking a meal, even the imperial doctor had to join in to see how it would be good for the body.

Before he knew it, Ling Xuan ate most of it. When he realized it, Yin Tianming had already given his own plate to Ling Xuan. The plate of Yin Tianming said, "No, no, it's so spicy."

Although he likes spicy food, he doesn't seem to be very good at spicy food. After Yin Tianming remembered this, he poured another glass of water for Ling Xuan, "Be careful, it's a little hot."

"Okay." Ling Xuan took it and drank it slowly, "Speaking of which, do you know what this is?"

"It should be the sauce made by drying chili and grinding it into powder. It is more common in Sichuan cuisine. I didn't expect to encounter this kind of practice here." Yin Tianming said, "In Sichuan cuisine, there is a method called chopped pepper. This one is spicier, if you like it, I'll take you back to taste it."

"It's even hotter." Ling Xuan sighed, "It's still not good, it's already hot, and it's too scary if it's hotter."

Although Ling Xuan didn't notice, but unknowingly, he was suddenly brought back to the previous relationship. Yin Tianming smiled softly, "Is this so? That's really a pity."

"What a pity?" Ling Xuan looked at Yin Tianming in confusion.

Under the light of the fire, the other party smiled softly, with a gentleness different from before, "Because Ling Xuan's appearance of being so hot is unexpectedly cute."

So if you want to come to Ling Xuan, you will be dissatisfied again, and then you will complain, maybe you will be angry, but the smile on Yin Tianming's face becomes more and more gentle when thinking like this, "Ling Xuan doesn't feel it himself, but often some small actions see It looks really cute."

People can't help but want to do something, such as licking the lips that have become bright red due to the hot pepper.