Tonight, he wants to suppress the Martial Emperor!
"The moon tonight is so big, round, and bright!"
Raising his eyes to look at the deep starry sky, a round moon hangs high, it is indeed the Moon Festival on the fifteenth of August!
Zhou Chen wants to eat mooncakes.
Fragrant and delicious mooncakes.
He also misses that warm home.
"I made mooncakes, want to try?"
The Miao Yu Palace Master took out the mooncakes he had prepared, handing them to Zhou Chen.
This mooncake is big and round, with an enticing aroma, carrying a milky fragrance, making one's appetite grow, opening the stomach.
"Of course I must try the Palace Master's offering!"
Zhou Chen's eyes lit up; even if it's poisoned, he'd eat it.
He took a bite, fragrant and delicious, praising endlessly:
"The Palace Master's mooncake is truly delicious!"
"Really fragrant!"
"Eat slowly!"
