The Foodie Online Chapter 7

Perhaps Emar was blinded by Victor's smile, so he subconsciously ignored the cruelty in his words.

Emar didn't react until Victor had thrown the rabbit into the woven basket, snapped the lid shut, and started looking for the next rabbit.

His mind went blank for a moment, and he stammered, "Aren't these rabbits your pets?"

Victor blinked innocently, "When did I tell you they were pets? These are all ingredients I raised."

Emar, "......"

Victor stood up, put his hands on his waist and pointed to him proudly, "Look, that sub-green rabbit, doesn't it look like a spicy rabbit head? Doesn't that black rabbit look like braised rabbit meat? Doesn't that white rabbit look like rabbit soup?"

Maybe the little rabbit understood what he said, for it trembled and kicked its legs to jump away from him, fearing that it would follow in the same fate as the previous rabbit.

Emar, "......"

His body swallowed honestly.

The palace maids and eunuchs watching nearby also swallowed their saliva in unison.

Emar rolled up his sleeves, "Brother, I'll help you catch it."

"Hey, don't..."

Before Victor could stop him, he saw the young man rubbing his hands together and reaching out his vicious hand towards the rabbit closest to him.

The rabbit was eating vegetable leaves. It sensed the danger, and before the boy's hand touched its ears, it jumped up nimbly and bit Emar's hand.

Emar was so scared that he shook the rabbit a few times, but the rabbit refused to let go. It took him a long time to shake the rabbit off and it fell to the ground.

The rabbit left a tooth mark where it had bitten me, bleeding and the area around it was red.

Emar's eyes turned red from the pain. The palace maids and eunuchs who reacted immediately panicked and tried to squeeze through the fence in a hurry, "Oh, young master, are you okay?"

Nothing can happen to this little ancestor.

Amidst the shouting and yelling, Emar was annoyed by their noise and yelled at them, "I'm not dead, why are you yelling!"

After being yelled at, they finally quieted down.

Victor frowned, shook his head at them to signal them not to be anxious, then carefully held Emar's hand and examined it carefully.

Emar sniffed. It was the first time that the little bully was defeated by a rabbit. At this time, he tried hard to say, "I'm fine. It doesn't hurt at all. Woo..."

Victor helplessly reached out and touched his head, "Don't force yourself, come on, I'll take you to apply medicine."

He handed the basket in his hand to the little maid closest to him and smiled at her, "Help me hold it for a while. When my personal maid Lily comes over later, you can just give it to her. Sorry for the trouble."

After saying that, he took Emar's hand and walked into the inner room.

The palace maid held the basket in her hands in a daze, and Emar followed behind her in a daze.

When the two had walked a long way, the other young palace maids and eunuchs who followed Emar looked at each other, "Should we... follow them?"

The maid that Victor had just spoken to smiled foolishly and said, "Your Highness the Sixth Prince is so gentle."

Emar seemed to have heard her words. He turned his head and glared at her threateningly. She was so scared that she quickly lowered her head and pretended nothing had happened.

Victor pulled him all the way into the inner room.

Emar looked around curiously, and after a long while, he sighed without any sarcasm, "Brother, your place is too shabby."

Let alone the desk in front of him. It was made of wood, and the corners were so damp that moss had grown on them. There were messy scratches all over the table, and it was scratched beyond recognition, and the words on it could not be recognized.

Victor pressed him to the place where he usually wrote and turned to look for medicine.

Emar curiously flipped through his books and the words he had written, but when he found that he couldn't understand many of the words, he gave up decisively, turned over the wooden board with the paper on it, and concentrated on identifying the marks on the table.

Due to the passage of time, many of the words have become blurred and unrecognizable, but there are two words that are easier to recognize. They must have been engraved repeatedly and the marks have been deeply embedded in the wood.

"Zhao...Zhao Yi."

"That's my mother's name," Victor put the medicine and bandages on the table, his tone light, and used the wooden board he had moved aside to cover the scratch on the table again.

He half-knelt beside Emar's legs, gently held his hand, and looked at his wound carefully.

After making sure that there was nothing wrong with his hand except the bite marks, he picked up a small medicine bottle, opened the lid, poured a little powder into the palm of his hand, and gently rubbed it on his wound.

Emar looked at Victor's trembling eyelashes, and remembered that his mother had died a long time ago. He said awkwardly, "Royal brother... I'm sorry..."

"It's fine," Victor put down the medicine bottle, went to his wound, blew gently a few times, raised his head and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

The warm, humid wind swept across his wounds, like a spring breeze blowing across a peaceful green meadow, and the original stinging sensation turned into an itchy sensation.

Emar's earlobes turned red and she shook her head obediently.

Victor tore off a small piece of bandage and carefully wrapped it around his wound, while instructing him, "Don't touch water for the next few days. Go back and ask Imperial Doctor Wang to prescribe some medicine for you. Change the bandage every day. Got it?"

Emar, "I see, you're so nagging!"

The smart and handsome boy in front of him was looking at him intently with a pair of bright eyes, without blinking. There was a hint of impatience on his face, which made him look even more lively and energetic.

Victor was amused by him and pinched Emar's face, "Come back to your senses. What are you daydreaming about? It's time to go eat."

This may be the most luxurious meal in this small courtyard.

A small square table was filled with dishes, with not even room for an empty bowl. Although it was still a little small for Emar, it was enough to leave him dumbfounded.

Rabbit soup, spicy rabbit head, braised rabbit meat, boiled rabbit slices, and scallion-flavored rabbit. It's really a full rabbit feast.

Lily stood aside quietly, keeping her achievements and fame to herself.

Victor turned on the live broadcast system.

Ever since he live-streamed the little princess’s luxurious feast last time, he inexplicably gained a lot of fans, and many people flocked into the live-streaming room as soon as he opened it.

【Good evening, Yuyu! 】

[Yuyu hasn't live-streamed for a few days. I can't even enjoy my meals without seeing Yuyu's face.]

[Ahhhh Yuyu’s mom is here, mom loves you, come and look at mom!!!]

[Hey, isn't this the little boy who quarreled with the little princess a few days ago? ]

[awsl, they are all roaring, look! ]

[Yuyu is wearing blue today, Didi is wearing red, hehehe (silly smile)]

【Since ancient times, red and blue have been produced...】

Seeing that the focus on the barrage had shifted to an unknown direction, Victor reluctantly adjusted the screen to face the dishes on their small square table.

At this time, the system dutifully explained in a baby voice, "Today we are going to have a whole rabbit feast. Only an idiot like Yu Yu could think of this... Aren't you afraid of getting angry..."

The system is murmuring quietly.

Victor poured a cup of tea for Emar and himself, smiled at Emar, and said, "Drink tea first, don't get angry."

[Oh my god, how can I eat a rabbit when it's so cute? Add more spicy food to it. ]

[How can I eat a rabbit when it's so cute? Where's my salt and pepper? ]

[The bunnies are so cute, I can eat three large plates. ]

[I can’t take it anymore, sisters. I’ll order takeout first. 】

[Thinking back to when Yu Yu was a pretty anchor, how come she has now embarked on the path of no return of eating broadcasts, I am devastated. ]

Victor smiled and picked up a piece of rabbit meat for Emar. "This is the bad rabbit that bit you today. I asked Lily to help you get revenge. Come on, eat more."

Emar, "...Can you please stop talking about this?"

Emar ate two large bowls of rice with tears in his eyes. It was already late when he returned to the palace, and there was still some reluctance in his eyes.

After finally persuading him to leave, Victor waited for Lily to clean up, then sat at the table to drink tea to wash off the grease, while watching the live broadcast with great interest.

There were many things that the system taught him, but there were still some words in the barrage that he couldn't quite understand, and he could only half-guess what they were.

Seeing that there was no one around, the system turned into a small ball again, collapsed on the table like a pancake, and snored lazily, "Yuyu, I ate too much tonight, I'm so full."

It is an artificial intelligence. Logically, it can survive as long as there are radio waves. It doesn't need to eat human food at all. Even if it does, it can't taste it. It's purely out of curiosity.

Victor had no idea how it could eat. Seeing that it was in so much pain, he started to rub its belly.

The system lay comfortably in his palm. "Yuyu, you seem to be in a good mood today. You haven't even finished the live broadcast yet."

Victor held the teacup in one hand and nodded, "Not bad, Emar is a good kid."

The system curled its lips, unable to connect the troubled little devil who made the study room a mess all day long with the nice child.

"You are prejudiced. Apart from not liking to study, he has a kind personality. Although he is tough on the outside, he is soft-hearted," Victor couldn't help but speak up for Emar.

The system retorted, "Yuyu, you are kind, and you think everyone is kind."

A few days ago, Emar gave the teacher in the upper study a laxative, causing the teacher to miss classes for several days. It was Victor who told it that Emar had gone to the emperor and severely complained about him.

Victor did not comment, and turned around, "Let's not talk about this, system, can you teach me what they mean by this?"

Seeing that their attention was finally turned back to the live broadcast, the barrage of comments became faster.

【I am the cup in Yuyu's hand! 】

[I am the system whose belly is touched by Yuyu! ]

[I...I am Yuyu's underwear! ]

【? ? ? The sister above has evidence to prove her suspicion. 】

System, "...They are expressing their love for you."

"Oh?" Victor nodded thoughtfully, then pointed at a sentence, "Then what does this sentence, 'Yu Yu is so cute, I want to fcuk her' mean?"

system,"!!!"

It quickly blocked the user, and then racked its brains to explain to him, "This... you know, it means you are like the sun... um... um... praising you for being as bright and glorious as the sun!"

[Yes, yes, Yuyu is like the sun in our hearts.]

【Yuyu is our little sun! 】

【Protect the cutest Yuyu with a heart-to-heart】

[Hahaha, the sisters’ desire to survive can be said to be very strong. 】

Seeing their straightforward praise, Victor smiled shyly and said, "Thank you for your kindness. It is my honor."

[How come Yuyu is so cute and would like to be a food broadcaster? 】

When Victor saw this comment, he glanced at the guilty system beside him, "It was it that recommended it to me. It said that everyone would like to watch this... I naturally don't care. I thought it was a bit strange at first, but now I'm used to it."

The system was trying hard to shout, "This is the power of science. I analyzed the data for you and came to this conclusion. Can you blame me?"

Victor frowned slightly and asked hesitantly, "This... the so-called... data you are referring to is..."

System, "It's that kind! Soft! Super cute! Super healing little animal, do you know how popular it is to do eating broadcasts!"