Tu Yan’s dance had to be over by now, given the thunderous applause and cheers coming from all directions, as if everyone had just downed a gallon of energy drink. Who was that gentleman with the smoothest whistle?
One could only imagine that Tu Yan’s dance was stunning, transporting people to a blooming spring day.
Unfortunately, Little Li was too busy to notice—he simply had no interest in watching it.
His face was buried in the Cold Fairy’s tummy, inhaling the delightful aroma of Ying Bing, which was like sweet orchid blossoms, a scent that seeped into his heart, making him increasingly addicted with every breath…
Li Mo was feeling a bit dazed.
He instinctively opened his mouth.
Ying Bing was quick on the uptake, swiftly popping a grape into Little Li’s mouth, blocking the large opening that craved for ice.
“Li Mo, are you hungry?”
“I’m not hungry.”
“Then do you want to be deaf at such a young age?”
“…….”
“Switch sides, time to… um… excavate.”
Ying Bing had a frosty expression, her legs modestly together.
“Alright.”
Then, she watched Li Mo first stand up and then sit on the other side of her.
Though he’d changed ears, his face still faced her tummy.
Ying Bing: “?”
Moments later, the next act began outside, and it was Madame Shen’s performance, truly refined and elegant, making anyone not wearing a scholar’s robe feel embarrassed to be present.
It was meant to purify the souls of those who had just watched Tu Yan dance, a good mix of meat and veggies.
But the refined souls beneath the grand canopy were not entirely purified.
“Don’t bite.”
“My mouth seems to have a mind of its own; I’ll try to control it!”
“Well, my hands also have their own ideas.”
“Urgh… be gentle.”
Similar murmurs emerged from the carriage.
“???”
The crowd, which had just settled down, suddenly found the atmosphere rather peculiar. What on earth were they doing?
Weren’t they supposed to be at the Flower Festival? Where were they from beginning to end?
In broad daylight, beneath a clear sky, right at the emperor’s feet!
Was anyone overseeing this? Where were the organizers?
Oh, the organizers were stuck inside the carriage. Well, that’s not good. One must endure the storm to calm the winds. Surely at such a serious event, they wouldn’t dare to be too outrageous…
But they were wrong.
“Now it’s your turn to lie down.”
“I don’t need to…”
“No choice, trust my technique. I taught them at Wind Moon Small Residence—it’s a full-service gig, don’t worry.”
“Just… go slow.”
“????”
The technique from Wind Moon Small Residence? A full-service gig?!
The onlookers only caught snippets of conversation; everyone leaned back slightly, wearing the face of someone run over by a wheel.
Unfortunately, the plain carriage was blocked so thoroughly that nothing could be seen inside, completely distracting from the performance happening outside.
Sneaking a snack was one thing, but smacking one’s lips while eating was plain excessive!
At that moment, a blue-haired girl rushed over, glancing around before finally spotting the bronze carriage.
Lan Tian was quite recognizable, and many knew her immediately.
She dashed to the carriage, knocked on the door, and finally sighed in relief when she saw Li Mo giving Ying Bing an ear cleaning.
“Gold… Gold Master Daddy, we’re in trouble.”
Li Mo looked startled, raising his head to look at her: “What’s wrong?”
Ying Bing sighed softly, “Take your time.”
“I just remembered, my tidal pearl can only be used once, and I already used it yesterday during rehearsals.”
Lan Tian’s face was filled with nervousness.
Next up was her performance, which meant she couldn’t participate normally.
“There’s no way I can come up with something in such a short time.”
Li Mo fell into thought.
He wasn’t sure if the system had provided any investment feedback; even if there was, it would take a while to sort through it.
But time was of the essence.
However, Little Li was a genius, and after a moment of contemplation, he came up with a solution:
“Lan Tian, don’t you have a pretty decent appetite?”
“Uh-huh.”
Lan Tian nodded, looking puzzled as to why Li Mo suddenly brought this up.
“Then just go on stage and eat—describe the flavors of the food; it’s just like being at home.”
“Um… can I really do that?”
“No problem! We’re talking hot pot and barbecue; eat as much as you want! It’s a food stream, plus you can casually promote my upcoming hot pot and barbecue joints… I’ll guide you through the details.”
Food streaming was way ahead of its time in the Imperial Capital, let alone in Beihai.
Yet, upon mentioning food, the gluttonous Lan Tian lost her nervous demeanor; her eyes sparkled, and she didn’t care whether it was a sound idea or not. After all, it was Gold Master Daddy who told her to do it—it must be foolproof!
She hopped on stage and quickly set up hot pot and barbecue stations.
“Alright, everyone! Let’s have a spicy hot pot with some barbecue!”
“First up, we have garlic! This dark one is sweet garlic—super delicious! I’ll take one first… yuck—”
“??”
What on earth was happening here?!
Not only were the attendees baffled, but even the announcer, the purple-robed eunuch, was left in a daze. Wasn’t Lan Tian’s act supposed to be “Fishing for the Moon”?
He had just announced “Fishing for the Moon,” and yet, the little girl dove right into eating instead.
Not to mention, she looked like she was enjoying it quite a bit! She had the makings of a natural-born food streamer, flaunting her charms in front of the entire audience in the Imperial Capital.
Salivating sounds rose from the audience, making everyone’s mouths water.
“Quick, fetch the food!”
The dignitaries beneath the grand canopy sent someone to request meals, while the people outside the city began flocking towards the taverns and eateries.
Everyone was ready to munch on something.
Little Li was thinking along the same lines. As the others started eating, he had just finished cleaning Ying Bing’s ears.
Honestly, she was already spotless; there was hardly anything to clean.
But after the cleaning, her fair skin revealed a hint of enticing blush, almost ripe.
He happened to be hungry.
“Li Mo, it seems like we didn’t have breakfast.”
“I am a little hungry; how about you?”
“I’m fine.”
“Alright, then I’ll grab something tasty.”
So, Li Mo said, subtly opening wide.
“Lan Tian is so small, yet her appetite is… ha~”
Suddenly, Ying Bing curled up her neck as if all the bones in her body had vanished.
It hit her like a jolt.
She tried to get up.
But she lost her balance and fell right into his embrace, her delicious treat ending up dangerously near Little Li’s ravenous mouth. She felt utterly powerless, as if she’d deflated.
Her eyelashes fluttered as her gaze drifted.
Wait a minute.
Was the good food he mentioned… this?
To make matters worse, the technique he used for eating was something she had taught him.
Now her thoughts were a tangled mess, and yet it felt strange. In the past, she could easily manipulate Little Li; he would give away his thoughts with just a little tug.
In the past, she would have sensed his childish intent immediately.
But this time, she found herself trapped, ambushed.
What in the world was happening?
Given the countless piercing gazes she had endured in her last life and the many turbulent clouds that had hovered over her, she’d learned from her experiences.
Now, a mere childish ghost had her utterly off guard.
It hadn’t been long since her reincarnation; how had she become so careless?
Reflecting on this, the Ice Fairy couldn’t help but lift her head to stare at him, her eyes serious:
“Hold on… I need to tell you something.”
“What is it?”
“It’s a secret about the City of Divine Beings…” Ying Bing’s voice grew lighter.
In the end, it was almost inaudible.
Little Li inadvertently leaned in closer, missing the glances filled with resentment and stubbornness from Ice Bing.
“This secret is…”
“Ah!”
Little Li had a moment of inattention and ended up not dodging!
