Yoru Mikoto was checking the Empire's financial report for the year when she saw her brother staggering in with a cane. Startled, she immediately dropped what she was doing and ran to greet him.

"Your leg is worse again? You haven't taken your medication?"

She was so angry her head was throbbing. Pointing at her brother, she yelled, "Didn't the doctor say that if we don't control it properly, we'll have to have our limbs amputated sooner or later? Do you think those words were just scaremongering?"

Yomiyama Gen was already used to his sister's nagging, which was good. His sister always had a pompous air about her, and she could only be herself in front of him.

He explained lazily, "Your brother is just lame, not dead. Besides, which eye of yours saw me not taking my medicine? I take it every day, without fail, I practically drink it like water."

"Alright, stop crying. You're going to be an empress from now on. What kind of person are you?"

"Tell me, what did you bring this time?"

Helpless, Ye Gongyin turned around and wiped away two lines of tears. Then she picked up the small blanket and carefully covered Ye Gongxuan's knees.

She pulled out boneless chicken feet, milk tea, and cold beef from her personal storage space and placed them all in front of him: "Try some. My friend made these for when I went out with my baby. I've been keeping them in my personal storage space, so they haven't gone bad."

Ye Gongxian craned his neck to look, and apart from the strangely shaped plate that was a whole plate, everything else was pitifully small. There were only a few pieces of cold beef left, and the milk tea was only a third of what it used to be. It was obviously leftover.

"So little, are you feeding the chickens?"

"Be content. I specifically grabbed this; otherwise, those people would have taken it all. If you were anywhere else, with your legs, you wouldn't have gotten a single bite!"

Ye Gongxian glanced sideways, his face full of disbelief.

A prince of such high status, what delicacies haven't he tasted?

He wanted to see what it was that would make his sister so eager to take even the few pieces she had left back to the palace.

He didn't even bother with chopsticks; he just grabbed a piece of beef with his hand and threw it into his mouth.

I chewed it a couple of times, and then it became more and more fragrant. The first taste was oily and spicy, followed by the chewy and mellow flavor of beef, and the aftertaste was a novel combination of spices.

Yoru's eyes widened suddenly.

He picked up the portioned lemon tea and took a sip. It was refreshing, not greasy, and icy cold. He had never tasted this sweet and sour flavor before.

I wanted to take another sip, but when I looked down, there wasn't even a drop left. I could only smack my lips helplessly.

"Sis, that's too little!"

Yoru Miyako revealed an expression of "just as I expected," and calmly pushed the plate of boneless chicken feet in front of her brother: "There's a lot here, you should try this. It's my special order, no one else has a chance to eat it."

Gen Yamiya was so engrossed in the taste buds that he didn't even notice the sly smile on his sister's lips.

He picked up a chicken foot and stuffed it into his mouth. After chewing it a couple of times, the sour and spicy flavor, along with the refreshing lemon aroma, rushed into his nasal cavity.

The chicken feet are bouncy and chewy, with a burst of sour, spicy, and savory flavors that tantalize the taste buds.

Yoru Miyamoto had never tasted food with such a texture before; it was chewy and stimulating, which greatly stimulated his taste buds.

With such a rich flavor, I can't even imagine what seasonings were put in this plate of chicken feet.

He ate without any precautions and simply picked up another one.

Seeing her brother eating so intently, Ye Gongyin immediately wrinkled her nose and twisted her face into a grimace.

Those are chicken feet covered in scales, they look disgusting!

In her eyes, it was as disgusting as offal, and her brother ate it with great relish.

Is it really that delicious?

Gen Yamiya spat out a small piece of bone that hadn't been completely removed, raised an eyebrow, and muttered to himself, "It's oddly shaped, and the bones are strange too. Is it a rare fish from the sea? Or is it a synthetic food?"

Ye Gongyin shrank back guiltily: "It's chicken feet."

Upon hearing the answer, Yoruichi Gen paused almost imperceptibly in his chewing motion, then resumed as usual. He slowly picked up a chicken foot and brought it to his sister's lips.

"It's delicious, you can try it."

Seeing his younger sister shrink back, he smiled gently and reasoned with her.

"Have you forgotten the books you read before? Everything is available to me, why judge food by its appearance? Color and aroma are just skin and flesh, satisfying the hunger is the only justice. Food in this world has no inherent value, what can satisfy the hunger is the best thing."

"The inhabitants of this garbage planet can't afford nutrient solutions, so they might just eat this kind of food to fill their stomachs. I understand their plight, why not give it a try?"

After being lectured, Ye Gongyin knew she was in the wrong. She took a deep breath, patted her chest with her left hand to bolster her courage, and bit down with a look of certain death on her face.

She didn't get a bite on the first bite, only tasting the sour and spicy soup. Finding it quite delicious, she decided to take a second bite. After chewing it carefully, she found that there was indeed no strange taste, and she wanted to eat more after finishing it.

Just as she was about to try picking up another piece, the royal chef arrived with an exquisite tray.

"Your Highness, this is a newly recreated cold-served beef dish. Please try it."

Yoru Miyako immediately sat up straight, elegantly forked a small piece and put it in her mouth, chewed it a couple of times and then spat it out, of course, her manner of spitting it out was still dignified.

She retorted angrily, "Apart from being spicy, it's not similar in any way."

"Is it that bad?" Yoru Miyamoto didn't mince words, grabbing a piece and stuffing it into his mouth. Before he could even chew, he choked, his face turning red. "Cough, cough... It's so spicy? Didn't you put any other seasonings in it?"

The imperial chef was already sweating profusely with fright and hurriedly explained, "Your Highness, we have analyzed the seasoning composition of this beef using top-of-the-line equipment, but we have not yet figured out the correct dosage for each seasoning."

Ye Gongyin coldly commanded, "Then go down and continue the assault!"

The imperial chef withdrew cautiously, but deep down he was extremely resentful.

He is a top chef who has won the "Interstellar Chef Cup" for seventeen consecutive years, and there is no way he can be surpassed by anyone else.

He'll definitely come up with a delicious dish tonight.

Ye Gongxuan picked up another chicken foot and started gnawing on it.

"Tsk tsk, baby has made good friends. Chicken feet can be bought in large quantities with one star coin. If this is promoted on a large scale, the people of the garbage planet may be able to eat natural food."

Ye Gongxuan took a big swig from the empty milk tea cup, the plastic straw immediately making a "gurgling" sound. "Sis, when are you going to introduce me to your brother? Boy or girl? Pretty? Handsome?"

Yoru Miyako's habit of feeling embarrassed for others was about to kick in.

"She's beautiful, and not only beautiful, but her writing is also good. She even promised to update her book 'The Crippled Prince' when she has time!"

After listening, Ye Gongxian's expression remained unchanged, still calm and composed.

—Lu Weiliang.

He knew the name very well. He was surprised when he came across it in a book. He thought it was amazing that the girl dared to use her real name in her book. He had never seen such a bold idea before.

If given the chance, he would be willing to offer her some advice.

The lame prince in the book is based on him, but their personalities are completely different.

That guy started to give up on himself after his leg injury. He clearly loved the female lead, but when misunderstandings arose, he chose not to explain. He even resorted to cold violence against the second female lead who had once truly loved him. He was cowardly and selfish, and truly lacked any gentlemanly manners.

"Want to see him again? I'll arrange it for you?" Yoru Miyako smiled mischievously.

"Go see her! She can cook and write books, such an amazing person, why don't you see her?" Ye Gongxuan suddenly changed the subject, leaning forward. "To be honest, I'm quite curious about her. Tell me, is she really as vicious as the rumors say?"

"You're hopeless!"

Yoru Miyako got up and left.

Her brother is simply the freest and most unrestrained man in the world.

none of them.

But as soon as she stepped out the door, Ye Gongxuan collapsed onto a chair with a thud, his face turning deathly pale.

The attendant was terrified and screamed, "Someone! Quickly summon the imperial physician! Inform the princess immediately, Her Highness has been poisoned by eating chicken feet!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Gongyin, who hadn't gone far, rushed back in a panic.

When she saw her brother's stiff limbs, her heart skipped a beat.

She knew these symptoms all too well! The disease was caused by the pollutant eroding her body! If it wasn't controlled quickly, her brother would soon become a mutant pollutant.

Yoru Miyako commanded, "Someone, send a message to the junior priest!"

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