The Evil God Is a Chef (1)
"You are the Son of Heaven, the pillar of the country!"
The Evil God kept muttering.
However, Lu Huaijiang recalled that eight years ago today, Lulu had given him a chicken drumstick at the Palace of Salvation.
She even asked him with a drooling face if she could lick the bones that he had finished eating.
Lu Huaijiang chuckled, dispelling the loneliness in his heart.
"I want to send some food to Lulu." Lu Huaijiang stood up gently.
"Eat, eat, eat. The fire is burning my eyebrows! Don't you feel that the Heavenly Dao is suppressing you more and more?" The Evil God stomped his feet in anger.
However, Lu Huaijiang left the palace without looking back.
"To the imperial kitchen." Lu Huaijiang's face was slightly cold. Eunuch Lu paused for a moment and immediately announced loudly,"Set out in the imperial kitchen."
After taking a few steps, he asked respectfully,"Is Your Majesty hungry? This servant asked the imperial kitchen to send the menu over?"