Chapter 30 Replenishing Soup

Author: Qing Yunmo

Chapter 30 Replenishing Soup

However, in front of the Crown Princess, Qiu Yue could not say anything bad about the Crown Prince, so she could only nod, "Your Majesty the Seventh Prince is still young."

After Yun Zhao finished listening, he continued to focus on the food box in front of him.

"Auntie, I didn't do this."

Qiuyue's cheeks trembled strangely, she lowered her head, her voice was a little uncomfortable, "These dishes were made by the Crown Princess watching them, so it can be considered that the Crown Princess has her heart in mind."

Can it still be calculated like this? Yun Zhao tilted his head.

"Auntie, those few times just now may have been a coincidence. I can cook porridge for him."

"Making porridge is so simple, there should be no problem."

Although he said it with full confidence, Yun Zhao didn't have any confidence in his heart.

Qiuyue: "..."

She couldn't help but think of the scene just now. She hesitated and said politely, "Princess, do you have any dissatisfaction with His Highness?"

Yun Zhao: "Hmm...?"

"Actually..." Qiuyue was a little anxious, with a layer of thin beads of sweat forming on her forehead, "If the Crown Princess is really... I can teach the Crown Princess to make some replenishing soup that can reduce inflammation."

This is what Qiuyue learned when she was with the Queen in her early years.

However, the Empress did not use such tricks on Her Majesty for long.

Yun Zhao looked at the worry on Qiu Yue's face, as if he thought she was going to cook to poison Xiao Changyin, and fell silent.

She tried to explain, Qiuyue nodded confusedly, and added, "This is how you cook for the first time. It will be fine as you get more familiar with it in the future."

The words were decent, but the meaning expressed in Qiuyue's eyes was definitely the opposite of what she said.

Yun Zhao could only pick up the food box and go to find Xiao Changyin.

There were guards guarding the door, but as soon as she arrived at the door, Mu Yi came over and opened the door, and the guards also walked to both sides.

She didn't want to stay here any longer, so she put the food box in front of him and prepared to leave.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding~"

She raised her head and saw a string of bells swinging left and right in front of her, and she followed them.

After shaking it for a while, she realized something was wrong and slapped it hard on the table, causing the food box to shake three times.

"Are you teasing the dog?"

It was a coincidence that Yun Zhao could think of this. Her brother had a lion dog, which usually didn't like to move. When he had free time, he hung a bell on a rope to lead the lion dog to run away.

Xiao Changyin: "..."

He just heard that such hangings were popular in Lanjingli recently, that's all.

But now the explanation was a bit strange, so Xiao Changyin could only force the bell into her hand.

"For you." The impatience could be heard in his tone.

Yun Zhao picked up the bell and shook it.

Then he threw the bell into his arms and said, "Put it on yourself!"

Xiao Changyin picked up the bell, looked at the figure leaving angrily, moved his wrist slightly, and the bell rang softly.

The man stood there motionless for a while, with the corners of his lips slightly twitching.

Fingertips fiddled with it, and the bell sounded again.

…

After leaving the study room, Yun Zhao went to ask Qiu Yue for advice on how to make tonic soup.

Qiuyue looked complicated for a moment, but she still went to ask someone to prepare the ingredients and herbs and deliver them to the dining room.

Qiuyue watched Yun Zhao cook several times before, so after careful consideration, she reduced the amount of medicinal materials used.

Usually, when these medicinal materials are added to the soup, it will only taste more bitter and astringent.

Yun Zhao tied the long strand of hair left in the bun with a hairpin and then tied up his sleeves with a long ribbon.

Then he looked at the burning clay pot with bright eyes.

Gurgling, with the ingredients and medicinal materials tumbling in it, Yun Zhao followed Qiuyue's words and put the seasoning down.

Qiuyue glanced at the visible joy on Yun Zhao's face, and couldn't help but sigh quietly.

At night, Yun Zhao placed the still hot soup in front of Xiao Changyin.

"Your Highness has looked a lot haggard recently." Yun Zhao pretended to be concerned, "This is my new soup. After drinking it, your fatigue will disappear."

Yun Zhao consciously concealed it very well, and a "gentle" smile slowly appeared on his face.

She stood up and filled the soup herself and placed it in front of Xiao Changyin.

Xiao Changyin looked at Tang and then at her.

She probably didn't know her current expression, she raised her chin slightly proudly, her round almond eyes widened with a cunning color in them.

The man lowered his head to hide the raised corners of his lips, opened the lid of the soup cup, and slowly picked up the spoon.

Yun Zhao almost breathed softly and stared at him intently.

Under Yun Zhao's gaze, the man drank half of the soup without changing his expression, raised his head and said, "It tastes good. Thank you for your hard work, Princess."

Yun Zhao:???

Impossible, she knows how many brushes she has.

Even if those medicinal materials were not added, the soup would not taste good. It was only the other party's luck that the person was not poisoned.

Not to mention the addition of those medicinal materials, she had smelled it from a distance, and it was bitter and astringent.

But after she became suspicious, Xiao Changyin continued to pick up the spoon and drank casually.

There was nothing on his expression, just a slow and leisurely attitude, as if the soup tasted great.

Yun Zhao looked at the remaining half of the bowl of soup and was ready to make a move.

This is the soup she made by herself. If it tastes good, why would she want to make it cheaper for Xiao Changyin, a bitch?

She worked hard in the dining room all afternoon, and her hot hair was smoking.

The more Yun Zhao thought about it, the more unconvinced he became, and he quickly scooped himself a bowl of soup.

When she saw Xiao Changyin looking over, she thought he was not letting her drink it, so she said, "Can't I still drink the soup I made myself?"

Xiao Changyin: "...I can drink it."

Yun Zhao gave up taking the spoon and took a big sip directly into the soup cup.

In just such a moment, the expression on her face was unprecedentedly rich in the past sixteen years.

Seeing her face wrinkled into a bun, Xiao Changyin pushed a cup of tea to Yun Zhao's hand at the right moment and said, "Take it lightly."

Yun Zhao, who was about to accept Qingcha, suddenly pushed Qingcha away when he heard the three words "Diandankou" behind him.

"Didn't His Highness say that the soup tastes good?" Yun Zhao finally asked without looking so distorted.

Xiao Changyin was very calm. At this time, he even picked up the spoon, took a spoonful of soup and drank it. He replied, "It is indeed good. Why does the princess think this soup tastes bad?"

Yun Zhao was choked by these words. He raised his head and looked over. He saw the man drinking soup from beginning to end. He could almost use the word "taste".

She wondered if there was something wrong with her sense of taste, so she lowered her head and took another sip.

Suddenly his face wrinkled into folds again.

But seeing Xiao Changyin's expression unchanged, Yun Zhao gritted his teeth and nodded, "It tastes good, it is indeed good. Please drink more, Your Highness."

As she spoke, she took the empty soup cup in front of Xiao Changyin, filled it up, and handed it over provocatively.

Xiao Changyin looked at the full soup cup in front of him, his eyes wandering from the soup cup to Yun Zhao's face.

Jianqiu, my head hurts so much!
Chapter completed!