Upon hearing this, Feng Xin pulled Rong Qingqing straight towards the kitchen.

Xie Jingyi stood up straight, looked at the direction of the two of them leaving, and bit her lips.

What did Rong Qingqing do? His relationship with the Seventh Princess has become so close.

She frowned.

However, Rong Qingqing had a wound on her forehead. I think she must have been taught a lesson by the Seventh Princess?

Thinking of this, she felt a little comforted.

But the Seventh Princess and Rong Qingqing are so close, it is not what she wants to see.

The Seventh Princess should hate Rong Qingqing and cause trouble for her.

She frowned, and there was a little gloomy between her eyebrows.

Because Feng Xin also wanted to go to the kitchen, Rong Qingqing had to take her to the big kitchen.

When he arrived at the kitchen, Rong Qingqing said to Fengxin: "Seventh Princess, the kitchen is so smokey, you'd better not go in."

"No, I want to watch you cook." Feng Xin said righteously.

Rong Qingqing glanced at her and knew that she actually wanted to learn from her cooking and please Xie Jingrun.

Seeing that she was so persistent, she didn't have to say much.

It is really surprising that the golden branches and jade leaves are so proud that they are coming into the kitchen.

"So the kitchen looks like this." Feng Xin looked around, with disgusted and curious in her eyes.

Rong Qingqing was speechless in response to this.

Your Highness, the princess, wouldn’t she think the kitchen is brilliant?

"By the way, what dishes do you want to cook at noon? Can I help?" Feng Xin asked in front of her.

Concerned about her being here, Rong Qingqing had already sent off all the chefs when she came in.

At this moment, she is picking the dishes she wants to cook at noon.

"Make a steamed fish, then a braised pork, a few vegetarian dishes, and a soup... If the princess doesn't like it dirty, can she help burn the fire?"

"Burn the fire?" Feng Xin was stunned for a moment, reacted, and glared at her dissatisfiedly, "You actually asked me, a princess, to burn the fire?"

Rong Qingqing's lips twitched. Didn't she want to help herself? Well, she forgot that she was a princess.

"Then, can you cut vegetables?"

Feng Xin looked at her beautiful fingers and said unhappily: "You actually asked me to cut vegetables. If everything is up to your fingers, can you afford it?"

"Is it okay to wash vegetables?" Rong Qingqing asked with a mouthful of old blood.

"Wash vegetables?" Feng Xin thought for a while, and seemed to be able to accept it, "How to wash it?"

"Forget it. You are a princess. I'll do these rough tasks. You can watch from the side." Rong Qingqing said powerlessly.

At noon, Xie Jingrun returned to the mansion on time.

When he arrived at the front hall, when he saw Feng Xin carrying the dishes in, he frowned, "How could the princess be here?"

Feng Xin put down the dish, pointed to the table with a cat-like face, "I made these dishes, you can taste the taste."

Rong Qingqing, who came in from behind, stumbled under her feet and almost fell down.

The seventh princess has a very thick skin.

She didn't do anything, but halfway through, she was a little bored, so she came to the stove and wanted to burn the fire, but she almost burned the kitchen, making her face look gray. She had forgotten that she had done the trouble just now, and she was even embarrassed to say that the dishes were made by her.

However, she did not expose her and put the last dish on the table.

"Princess, Marquis, please wait and see, I'll take it back first."

"Yeah, you go back." Feng Xin didn't move her eyes away from his face when she saw Xie Jingrun, and then she just nodded perfunctorily.

Xie Jingrun's eyes flashed over Rong Qingqing's forehead and his brows frowned.

What happened to this woman? She actually hit her head?

His eyes were a little gloomy.
Chapter completed!