Chapter 942

Although the eighth prince, Long Jin, was born in the imperial palace, his mother and concubine were just a concubine, and he only ate spirit delicacies every now and then.

He is also sharp-eyed, and he could see that the "Wushan Grilled Fish" made by Xin Lin was not bad, so he wanted to eat a few more bites.

However, he is shorter than little Xin Zhuo, and his cultivation level is not as high as the others, and Xin Lin has no intention of taking care of him at all.

He finally managed to get a piece of fish fin, and even got Master Mo to give him a supercilious look.

He quickly swallowed it in one gulp.

The incomparably delicious taste immediately filled the entire tongue.

The Eighth Prince Long Jin was overjoyed, it was a treat.

But the next moment, Long Jin's expression changed, and his mouth was burning hot.

It was so spicy, Long Jin had the urge to spit out the fish in his mouth, but he also knew that this delicacy was hard to come by, so he suppressed the hotness in his mouth and swallowed it.

But then, he felt a cramping pain in his stomach.

"Ah Jin, what's wrong with you?"

Little Xin Zhuo saw that Long Jin's face was ugly.

"I... my stomach is not feeling well."

The Eighth Prince Long Jin's seemingly simple and honest face was covered with sweat.

He lost his smile, left the table in a hurry, and rushed to the hut.

"What happened to Ah Jin?"

Little Xin Zhuo looked puzzled.

"A Zhuo, next time, don't bring anyone back for dinner."

Xin Lin took his time and took another piece of fish for little Xin Zhuo.

Little Xin Zhuo was taken aback.

"Sister, you don't welcome Ah Jin."

"It's not that you don't welcome him, but that you don't want him to suffer. You are different from him. He has never eaten the food made by sister, and he is not used to it. From his appearance, he should not be able to eat spicy food. He is afraid that he will go back this way. I'm going to have diarrhea for a few days."

Xin Lin explained with a smile.

"It turns out that Ah Jin can't eat spicy food. It's because I was not careful. After that, I won't bring him to eat."

Little Xinzhuo nodded obediently.

Xin Lin smiled and patted little Xin Zhuo's head.

Generally spicy, even people who don't know how to eat spicy food will not have diarrhea.

Ke Xinlin concocted the delicacy, from concocting to cooking, all used Yujingquan, and the rainbow dragon trout itself has the blood of dragon and rainbow trout, it is not medicine, but it is better than medicine.

Those few pieces of fish meat, those who have not drunk Yujingquan before, will not be able to bear the stomach muscles.

Just now, Xin Lin poured everyone a cup of tea from Yujingquan, except for the eighth prince, Long Jin, whose water was ordinary tea.

Without Yujingquan as a base, Long Jin's stomach would not be able to bear the fish meat of Rainbow Dragon Trout.

A group of people didn't care at all, the three rainbow trout were eaten clean, and other dishes were also cleaned up.

"Hey, why do I feel that the zhenqi in my body is like a runaway horse, running wildly."

Lu Yuan was the first to feel something was wrong.

"The aura in my body is also very active."

Little Xin Zhuo was pleasantly surprised and astonished.

He is already a high-level spiritualist, and he has been trying to gather spirits to attack the great spiritualist for a while, but he has been hovering on the edge of the threshold.

"I also feel my whole body is boiling."

Zuo Mingshang and Huang Xuerou were also full of excitement.

They all jumped up, scrambling to be the first, and went back to their cabins to practice.

Only Master Mo was beside him, with a satisfied expression on his face, hiccupping and picking his teeth at the same time.

Xin Lin looked at Master Mo strangely.

Among so many people, Master Mo ate the most rainbow trout, but judging by her appearance, she was the least responsive.

(End of this chapter)

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