"Okay!" Seeing that Chu Yunxi could show her teeth and claws at him now, her courage was getting bigger and bigger. It would be great if she could like him, then he would be willing to give her all the pampering.
In front of Chu Yunxi, he put the small porcelain bottle into his arms, patted it again, and signaled him to keep it properly.
Chu Yunxi was satisfied and gave him a bright smile, then realized that it was getting late.
"Your Highness hasn't returned to the palace yet? Is the palace door about to close?"
"So what if the palace gate is closed? Xi'er doesn't want to keep me for dinner?"
She actually forgot that he was the arrogant Crown Prince and no one could control when he wanted to return to the palace.
"I am still a woman who has not left the court. Unlike Your Highness, I can do whatever I want."
"Ah~" He actually picked her up again, that's all in his East Palace, but now in her house, he didn't know how to restrain himself.
"Put me down quickly, Hexiang and Xiaolian are still watching."
Jun Lingyun glanced at her, and the two girls hurriedly retreated knowingly. Although, after all, His Highness the Crown Prince is the young lady's fiancé, it is always good to cultivate more feelings, so that the young lady will have an easier life after she marries him.
"Oh, I haven't let you go yet? Come back!" Chu Yunxi bit her lip at these two little traitors.
"I'm hungry."
As Jun Lingyun spoke, he put her on the table, held her little face in his hands, lowered his head slowly, and finally tasted her unique taste. It seemed that no matter how many times it was done, it made him think about it day and night.
Not going.
But every time he thought of her, it was both sweet and bitter, the pain of not getting what he wanted, engulfing his heart all the time.
Chu Yunxi was able to escape until his body was so hot that he was able to get away. He fanned the wind with his little hand, but his face was still hot.
"I'm going to tell the kitchen to add food for you." She found an excuse and left.
But he pulled her back into his arms: "I want to eat what Xi'er made."
"But I don't know how to cook." She has never cooked before.
"Just do it once. I didn't even eat lunch just to see you."
He was miserable because he really wanted to experience the feeling of his beloved woman washing his hands and making soup for him. Maybe, he only had this chance in two lifetimes. When she really betrayed him again, he didn't know if he could still survive.
In this mood, while talking, Chu Yunxi was kissed by him a few more times.
"Okay, okay, I'll go, I'll go." She couldn't resist it and ran away.
In the kitchen, a group of women were gathered around, watching Chu Yunxi racking her brains, thinking of what to do?
"Miss, why don't you let the slaves do it, and you can be responsible for serving it?"
Mrs. Zhao, the kitchen manager, couldn't help but suggest. Everyone else nodded, this is really a good idea.
Chu Yunxi sighed in her heart. For the sake of his pitiful begging, she might as well do it herself.
"How about I become a chicken?" She was eager to try.
"Miss, the chicken needs to be killed right now, and the feathers need to be plucked after the killing. After the hair is plucked, it needs to be chopped into pieces." Mrs. Zhao reminded her that making chickens is a big project.
"How about being a fish?" She settled for the next best thing.
"Fish, fish must be killed freshly. The scales and internal organs must be removed and washed before they can be put into the pot."
Mrs. Zhao struggled to smile. They were just about to start preparations when the eldest lady arrived. It was not good for a delicate young lady like her to see such bloody things.
"Why don't you fry some green vegetables?" Everyone nodded in agreement.
"Okay! Let's stir-fry the vegetables." Chu Yunxi did as he was told, rolled up his sleeves, and raised his knife grandly.
Mrs. Zhao was horrified when she saw this: "Miss, please be careful and don't hurt your hands."
"Well, don't worry." Chu Yunxi listened to the advice and was not good at helping the vegetables.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
After a whole meal of chopping, potatoes and radishes rolled all over the table. It was not bad. After silently comforting herself, she really felt that it was good to be able to cut it into such a shape for the first time.
Mrs. Zhao, who was watching from the side, cut the meat into slices smoothly and quietly pushed it in front of Chu Yunxi to prevent her from making another drastic move.
As a person who does big things and doesn't stick to trivial matters, she stopped competing with a piece of meat. She poured oil into the pot, and under the command of Mrs. Zhao, put the chopped green onions and meat into the oil.
"Miss, please turn it over quickly, turn it over quickly." Mrs. Zhao continued to direct.
"How do you turn it over? How do you turn it over?" Now if you get closer and turn it over, are you sure you won't get burned to death?
"Forget it, don't turn it over. Just put the vegetables in." Mrs. Zhao quickly gathered the potatoes and radishes she had cut and brought them over.
Chu Yunxi picked up large and small potato and radish pieces, half a step away from the pot, and threw them in from a distance. The servants also took a step back and watched with their feet raised.
"Okay, okay, stop splashing. Miss, please turn it over now, otherwise it will be muddy." Mrs. Zhao quickly comforted her.
Chu Yunxi listened to the command, picked up the spatula, and shoveled it twice with raised hands, "Is it okay?"
"Okay, add salt and water and let it stew." Mrs. Zhao doesn't expect Chu Yunxi to stir-fry evenly. It will be good if it is cooked, right?
Chu Yunxi scooped up a spoonful of white seasoning and poured it in. The salt was white, she still knew this.
"Oh, my eldest lady, that's not salt, that's sugar." Mrs. Zhao regretted, why did she put sugar and salt together.
"Ah? Oh, luckily I only put one spoonful in it. Is this right?" She scooped up another white seasoning.
"That's right, just half a spoonful will do."
After finally adding water, Mrs. Zhao wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked even more tired than Chu Yunxi.
"What else can I do?" Chu Yunxi felt that she still had potential.
"This..." Mrs. Zhao was in trouble. She looked around and really didn't know what Chu Yunxi should do.
"Why don't we make pastries?" someone suggested.
"That's right, that's right. When making pastry, the ingredients have already risen. All you need to do is divide it into balls and print out a shape." Mrs. Zhao agreed very much.
"But doesn't the soul of pastry lie in mixing the ingredients? Does this still count as being made by me?"
Chu Yunxi felt that the part of the work he was responsible for did not reflect his skills well.
"Forget it, why doesn't it count? The eldest lady can cook by herself. As long as the ingredients touch her hands, His Highness the Crown Prince will like it. Don't you think so?" Mrs. Zhao turned to ask the servants who were surrounding her.
"Yes, that's it." Several people talked in unison.
No matter how thick-skinned Chu Yunxi was, she was a little shy now. Now it was better, everyone knew that she was cooking for Jun Lingyun before she even came to the door.
Jun Lingyun, who had been waiting for a long time, touched his lips. He felt that his righteous thoughts were still unfinished and his aftertaste was endless, so it didn't feel like it had been long.
The food was finally served. A plate of stewed potatoes and radishes, and a plate of pastries.
"My ability is limited, Your Highness, just make do with it." The pot of boiled vegetables didn't look good on the table, so Chu Yunxi didn't have the nerve to look at him.
He went to the table, lifted her onto his lap and sat down, "What did you call me?"
"Ling Yun." There were many people in the family, so although she was reluctant, she still called his name knowingly.
Only then was he satisfied. He picked up the chopsticks gracefully, deliberately picked up the largest piece of potato, and pinched it in half: "Yeah, not bad, it's cooked."
Chu Yunxi turned her eyes away from him, so that she could not see the hateful tease in his eyes. Seeing her like this, the corners of Jun Lingyun's mouth almost turned up to her ears. She picked up a piece and put it in her mouth.