Children of Loulan

Chapter 413 Ingredients

After the imperial teacher walked away, Keremu turned around and walked towards the room with steady steps. At this time, in the room, Ba Mama and others had already cleaned up the bloodstains, and even the bloody smell in the air seemed to have disappeared. They also thoughtfully changed Hanguli into a new set of clean clothes and carefully wiped off the sweat on her body with a soft towel.

Keremu tiptoed to the bedside and first gazed at the sleeping Hanguli tenderly. She was pale as paper, but her breathing was steady, and it was obvious that she was fine. Then, his eyes slowly moved to the small swaddling clothes beside Hanguli.

The newborn baby lay there quietly, as lovable as an exquisite porcelain doll. At this moment, the baby suddenly hummed softly and moved its small body, as if it felt its father's gaze in its sleep. However, it only took a moment for the baby to fall into a sweet dream again.

Upon seeing this, Keremu couldn't help but feel an indescribable tenderness in his heart. He slowly reached out his hand, gently stroked the child's pink cheek, and murmured to himself in a low voice: "Little one, your mother has suffered a lot today..." His words were full of love for his wife and the joy and emotion of becoming a father again.

After a quick visit to his beloved wife and daughter, his anxious heart was somewhat relieved, but his exhausted body did not obey the instructions of his brain and lie down to have a good rest. On the contrary, as if driven by an invisible force, he turned around and left the room without hesitation, walking straight towards the yard next door with hurried steps. Because in his heart, he was always thinking about the hateful person who caused the Crown Princess to have a difficult delivery and almost died - the maid who had been hiding in his palace!

When he stepped into the next courtyard, a horrifying scene appeared before his eyes. The palace maid was lying on the cold ground. Her originally slender and delicate limbs had been broken by Ziya and twisted into a weird and terrifying shape. Even more terrifying was that her hands and feet were covered with dense, crisscrossing knife wounds.

Some of these cuts were so deep that the bones were almost visible, while others were just shallow cuts that broke the skin. However, these carefully designed wounds were not intended to kill her. On the contrary, they were done just to allow her to fully feel the excruciating pain that was like a thousand arrows piercing her heart.

Next to the maid stood a familiar figure, the experienced palace doctor from the former palace. He stood by with a serious expression, holding various hemostatic instruments in his hands, ready to deal with any emergency situations that might arise, to ensure that the tortured maid would not fall into a coma due to excessive blood loss.

Keremu walked into the room with a gloomy face. His expressionless face seemed to be covered by a layer of frost, which made people shudder. His eyes were even colder than ice. He stared straight at the palace maid who was lying on the ground and shivering, as if he was examining a corpse that had lost its life. His voice was extremely cold and without any emotion: "How is it? Did she confess?"

Ziya, who was standing aside, lowered his head quickly and replied in fear and trepidation: "Your Highness, there is no result yet. I have carefully investigated this person's background, but what is shocking is that no one in her family is alive, and all of them have met with misfortune and died an untimely death!"

Hearing this, Keremu raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of subtle interest flashed in his eyes, as if this situation had attracted his attention. His tone softened slightly, but it was still icy cold: "Oh? Died a violent death? That's interesting... In this case, immediately send someone to the Jingzhao prefectural governor to investigate the matter. Make sure to find out where her household registration documents came from, who handled the death cancellation for her family, and who led her into the palace as a slave!"

The palace maid at this moment had long lost her arrogant and provocative look. Her originally lively eyes were now full of fear, as if she had seen the most terrifying demon in the world. She stared at Keremu in front of her.

But Keremu remained calm and looked at the palace maid calmly, his eyes revealing a chilling majesty and confidence.

He slowly stood up and walked towards the door with steady and powerful steps. Just as he was about to step out of the door, he seemed to suddenly remember something and stopped abruptly.

"Oh, by the way, I have heard that in the Tang Dynasty, there is a delicacy that can be called peerless delicacy. In order to preserve the delicious taste and fresh taste of this delicacy to the greatest extent, chefs often choose the very thin tender meat of the chest as the raw material. It is also strange to say that the chest does not seem to have much meat, but as long as the chef's knife skills are exquisite enough and the technique is skillful and just right, not only can the ingredient be kept alive, but also too much blood will not be shed."

At this point, Keremu couldn't help but take a deep breath, as if he was thinking about the wonderful taste experience brought by the legendary delicacy.

After a brief pause, he continued, "It's a pity that I have never found a chef with such superb knife skills. But..."

Halfway through his words, he deliberately prolonged his tone to keep the audience in suspense, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile as he continued:

"I suddenly came up with a brilliant idea - it doesn't matter if I'm not proficient in knife skills? Can't I just practice more? As the saying goes, 'practice makes perfect'. With time, I will surely be able to master exquisite cooking skills. Then I can prepare this mouth-watering delicacy myself. Wouldn't it be great!"

After he finished speaking, he slowly squatted down, his eyes revealing an extremely evil and charming light, staring closely at the palace maid in front of him. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said with a creepy smile: "Speaking of which, you have two more pieces of meat on your chest than those ingredients. I have heard that even if those ingredients cut a piece of meat every day, they can keep alive for a month at most. As for you... hehe, I think it is no problem for you to live for three months!"

When he said this, the expression on Keremu's face became extremely distorted and perverted, as if the darkest and most terrifying side hidden deep in his heart was completely exposed.

Then he stood up abruptly, turned around gracefully, strode away, and shouted loudly: "Zi Ya, go find me a chef with decent knife skills so I can practice with him!" As his footsteps faded away, the threatening and chilling words gradually disappeared into the air.

The terrified maid was left standing there blankly. Her body was shaking with extreme fear, her eyes were wide open, her mouth was slightly open, but she couldn't make a sound. It was as if time had frozen at this moment. She was immersed in endless panic and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.