A spoonful of chicken soup entered his mouth, and Yu Yan's expression subtly fluctuated.
The flavor was indeed delicious. The broth, with a color like gold, had been simmered long enough for the chicken fat to permeate the soup without being overpowering. Just a small sip enveloped his taste buds with an indescribable fragrance that lingered for a long time. After swallowing it, the aftertaste was endless, and the experience was boundless!
The Emperor was more than familiar with Yu Yan. Although there wasn't much expression on Yu Yan's face, the Emperor had already made a mental note of Yu Yan's evaluation of the chicken soup. He couldn't help but smile: "What kind of jade nectar is this, to make even you react this way?"
Yu Yan came back to his senses, hurriedly apologized, fetched a new spoon, and since the pot was cumbersome, used a small bowl to serve soup to the Emperor.
Before arriving, the Emperor seemed capable of serving himself the soup...
