Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

Chapter 192 Good craftsmanship

When it was time for lunch, Qingyu arranged for the servants to bring up some freshly cooked meals. He was afraid that the princess had just arrived in the north and would not be used to the food of Yu State, so he went into the kitchen and cooked some dishes that only southerners eat.

"Qingyu, your craftsmanship is really good."

Yan Boxi stood aside, his hands folded over his chest, leaning against the door railing, looking at Qingyu who was cooking with her sleeves rolled up, and couldn't help but praise her.

"I was not sold into the palace when I was young, so I learned how to cook since I was young. These dishes are suitable for the taste of southerners. I went to ask southerners about it."

Yan Boxi actually let down his guard towards him. After all, who could be as innocent as him?

"So how long have you been in the palace?"

"It's been seven years. Her Majesty is a very good person. Although she looks serious when handling state affairs, especially when reviewing memorials, if someone next to her makes any move, she will always look up and glare at that person fiercely."

"You followed the emperor? I heard that it's difficult to serve the emperor, so why did you follow the princess to the princess's mansion this time?"

"Your Majesty sent me here."

There was a hint of loss in Qingyu's lowered eyes, but Yan Boxi next to her didn't notice it.

Soon, the delicious meals were ready. Qingyu sent servants to bring the meals to the table in the front hall. At this time, Chu Xiaoran and Nan Jinming had just finished discussing something.

"People in the north are best at eating beef and mutton. Who stir-fried this crispy little dish?"

“It’s Qingyu.”

Yan Boxi curled his eyes and looked at Qingyu beside him.

Chu Xiaoran picked up the chopsticks, picked up a crisp vegetable and put it into his mouth.

Qingyu looked at Chu Xiaoran in front of her with a nervous face, fearing that she might not cook it well enough.

"delicious."

Chu Xiaoran commented with a smile. After hearing this, Qingyu, who was standing next to him, seemed to finally let go of the worry in her heart.

Just now I was worried that my cooking was not tasty and that Her Royal Highness the Princess would not like it, but now it seems that I am still very suitable for cooking southern dishes.

"It snows a lot in the north, so we should eat more beef and mutton to keep warm."

Nan Jinming, who was sitting next to him, seemed a little unhappy. The food he cooked was also very delicious, so why didn’t he praise it a few words?

"what happened?"

Chu Xiaoran sensed that something was wrong with Nan Jinming and asked in a soft voice.

"Nothing, just eat quickly."

Nan Jinming picked up a piece of beef with chopsticks and put it in Chu Xiaoran's bowl.

The servants standing nearby were a little surprised as to why Nan Jinming could eat at the same table with Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Nan Jinming was hiding his behavior a few days ago and wasn't so outrageous, but today, for some reason, he just sat next to him and started eating.

Although Chu Xiaoran didn't care about these small details, the servants around him would always keep them in mind. If these rumors reached the emperor's ears, who knows what kind of waves it would cause.

"Is there any movement in the palace? What has my aunt been busy with recently?"

As soon as Chu Xiaoran said this, he suddenly felt something was wrong. The entire front hall was eerily quiet.

Chu Xiaoran was a little annoyed and reached out to slap himself on the forehead, but Nan Jinming stopped him and pulled his hand down.

"Why do you always like to act stupid lately? I will feel bad if you hit yourself."

When Nan Jinming said this, the atmosphere in the entire hall became ambiguous again, and the servants around him lowered their heads in surprise.

Oh my God, where did this woman come from?

How could Her Royal Highness the Princess be so infatuated with him?

Your Highness, you looked so gentle just now.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

Yan Boxi, who was standing nearby, began to cough. Nan Jinming raised his head and glanced at him lazily. He naturally knew what he meant.

"Okay, okay, I'm full. I'll go see how the backyard is doing later."

Nan Jinming stood up and patted his clothes to smooth out the wrinkles, but he looked at Chu Xiaoran next to him who seemed to be standing there in a daze, not even knowing that he should eat.

"What's wrong? Why are you daydreaming again?"

"Ah? No, I'll go to the backyard with you later."

"Is that so? I'll wait for you then."

Nan Jinming had already stood up and was about to go to the backyard, but when he saw that Chu Xiaoran next to him had already arranged his afternoon affairs, he naturally sat back in his chair.