253: Chapter 253 What Does It Taste Like?

Inside the bedroom, the air, which had been somewhat stiflingly hot, froze completely in that instant.

Jiang Feiyu knelt at the edge of the large bed, her black hair hanging in slight disarray over her fragrant shoulders, partially obscuring her delicate, lightly made-up face.

"Hiss—!"

Chen Shanzhi felt as though he had been struck by lightning. He felt as if he were soaking in a hot spring, so comfortable that his large hands gripped the bedsheets beneath him tightly, veins bulging on the backs of his hands.

Good heavens, this little girl, though she was usually naive and only cared about eating.

But when it came to dealing with delicacies, she was truly self-taught, possessing an almost instinctual, incredibly high talent.

This was entirely worthy of Jiang Feiyu's status as one of the Four Great Playboys.

Due to extreme nervousness, Jiang Feiyu's jade-like hands rested somewhat helplessly on Chen Shanzhi's thighs, her fingers tightening unconsciously.

"Feiyu, slow down, be careful not to fall..." Chen Shanzhi said with concern, his eyes closed.

This sensation was completely different from yesterday at the Prime Ministers Mansion.

Now, his foodie good brother was exuding a magic that was enough to drive one nearly mad.

Who knows how much time had passed.

"Cough, cough..."

Jiang Feiyu wanted to speak, but she suddenly choked on her own saliva.

However, as the most famous die-hard foodie in the academy, this girl's reaction truly opened Chen Shanzhi's eyes.

Seeing Jiang Feiyu pause for a moment...

...(Sob, got blocked by the censorship gods.)

After evaluating, the girl seemed to feel somewhat unsatisfied...

Chen Shanzhi lay on the bed, feeling completely bewildered.

...paired with the exquisite, light makeup on her face and those large eyes that were pure, clean, and without the slightest Impurities.

Such unconscious, yet bone-deep, fatal temptation.

"A demoness. If this girl ever truly blossoms in the future, who could withstand it?"

In his heart, Chen Shanzhi was stunned by Jiang Feiyu's miraculous foodie attribute.

"I'm so spicy..."

At this moment, Jiang Feiyu was like a docile little kitten, actively pressing her soft body against him and rubbing affectionately against Chen Shanzhi's chest.

Her large, sparkling eyes peered at him, carrying a hint of ingratiating softness: "Little Chen, you... you're not angry anymore, right?"

Looking at this silly girl before him who, just to keep him from being angry, would even eat fire-burning stones.

The lingering annoyance in Chen Shanzhi's heart had long since vanished without a trace in an instant.

His eyes became doting. His large hand gently rubbed Jiang Feiyu's fluffy head, messing up her hair: "I'm not angry anymore. From now on, as long as you listen to me, This Heir will cover all the delicious food in the world."

"Hee hee, I knew Little Chen was the best!"

Jiang Feiyu beamed with joy and affectionately acted coquettishly in his arms.

"Alright, hurry up and get dressed." Chen Shanzhi patted her warm, pink back, looking toward the door with some vigilance: "We've been in the room for quite a while now. If we dawdle any longer, your Master will really start to get suspicious."

"Ah! Right! Hurry and get dressed!" Jiang Feiyu awoke as if from a dream, hurriedly grabbing the dress aside and frantically putting it on.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the two, dressed neatly and having even specifically rinsed their mouths several times with clear water, finally walked out of the backyard side by side with some guilt and arrived at the reception hall in the front hall.

Just as they stepped into the hall, Chen Shanzhi keenly sensed that Palace Master Su Jianqing, sitting in the main seat, had her deep, water-like beautiful eyes instantly fixed on the two of them like searchlights.

The air in the hall seemed to become a bit heavier in an instant.

"Healing, why did it take so long?" Palace Master Su Jianqing picked up her teacup, took a gentle sip, and her tone remained as gentle as water. But in those soft eyes, there was a hint of suspicious inquiry: "Feiyu, previously, dispelling the black qi in your body never took this long. Why did it take so much time today?"

"Ah... Master..." Jiang Feiyu's little heart skipped a beat, and her pretty face instantly turned as red as a ripe little apple. Fortunately, besides being a foodie, this girl was also quite clever. She tugged at her clothes somewhat guiltily and explained vaguely: "To... today is the last time for healing. Little Chen said that the root cause must be eradicated. So... so he used his true energy to flush through my body over a dozen times, which is why it took some time..."

"Is that so?" Palace Master Su Jianqing's eyelids twitched, clearly holding great suspicion toward this pale and weak explanation.

She slowly stood up, her moon-white, elegant long dress swaying gently with her footsteps. Vaguely, a section of her fair calf, wrapped in black silk stockings, was revealed, exuding endless intellectual charm and the allure of a mature woman.

Palace Master Su Jianqing walked elegantly to Jiang Feiyu, slightly leaning down to check the recovery status of her Disciple's Meridians.

However, almost the moment she got close to Jiang Feiyu, Palace Master Su Jianqing's exquisite, small, jade-like nose suddenly twitched slightly.

She smelled a strange, faint scent that she had never smelled in the academy before. That scent had a faint fishy smell, which drifted out faintly when Jiang Feiyu spoke.

"Hmm?" Palace Master Su Jianqing's willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a flash of confusion crossed the depths of her beautiful eyes. This scent... was a bit strange. It was different from the smell of any precious medicinal herb, nor was it the fragrance of tea or a woman's rouge.