Although the Imperial Kitchen didn't understand why the Emperor suddenly wanted such a dish, they still followed the instructions and prepared it with the utmost speed, presenting it forthwith.
A bowl of gleaming noodles, topped with shredded pork, chili sauce, and pickled long beans, carried the tangy scent of rice vinegar straight to her nostrils.
The soup was savory and delicious, the noodles perfectly al dente. Xia Ruqing could barely contain her excitement; her mouth was watering.
"Your Majesty, this is so delicious! Why don't... you also try some?" she offered tentatively, as if presenting a treasure.
Zhao Junyao frowned.
His Etiquette Sister had taught him since he was ten not to indulge in the pleasures of the palate, nor to eat such... strongly-flavored things. Consuming them would leave a lingering smell on his body, which was undignified.
A gentleman values maintaining his appearance and decorum, acting appropriately, and speaking elegantly.
