Looking at the dog meat skewered on the wooden pole, Qin Yi gritted his teeth and passed it into the small space separated by the cloak.
"Pan'er, you should eat something first to regain your strength."
Although they had eaten at the banquet in the Imperial Palace, the food there was prepared well in advance and then kept warm in the large stove until needed to be served. Even the most delicious dishes, by the time they had travelled the long distance from the Imperial Kitchen to the banquet, were frozen and cold.
Even though two dishes had not entirely cooled down, very few dared to eat heartily in the Imperial Palace. If they couldn't find a place to relieve themselves and offended His Majesty, it would be a capital crime punished by beheading.
They had battled their way out of the Imperial Palace, truly exhausted, hungry, and tired, having excessively over-exhausted their energy. Now, they had a pot of dog meat soup, why would they let it go?