After the Cold Palace Was Abandoned, the Imperial Chef Fed the Crying Gods

The moment the salty liquid poured into my throat, I opened my eyes suddenly. What you can see are moldy beams, cobwebs swaying in the wind, and the air is filled with the smell of age and decay. My temples were pounding, and the strange smell in my mouth was still there. I felt so dizzy that I felt like someone had slapped a brick on my forehead.