The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

Chapter 1789 My Husband is a Fake Young Master

After all, the status and position of the emperor are different.

Even if the Crown Princess ascends the throne in the future, the concubine-born princesses will not be as noble as the legitimate daughters of the princes.

Looking at the princesses of the royal family now, which one can be more noble than Princess Yongqin?
The Ninth Princess was the Empress's legitimate daughter, but because she was the second daughter, she had to be ranked after Su Qiruo.

The distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children is the same regardless of which family they belong to.

Su Qiruo was not interested in those young masters from aristocratic families, and she looked down on their talents.

If we're talking about talent, who can compare to the most handsome young man in the capital beside her?

Aside from eating, Su Ziqing didn't even glance at the palace. From the moment she first stepped onto the battlefield, she felt that those pretentious things were utterly useless.

Instead of wasting time on that, you might as well eat a few more bites of food, gain some weight, and you'll be able to hold on for a while longer when you go to the border.

The Emperor and Empress sighed helplessly when they saw their youngest daughter's appearance.

It seems this child doesn't want to get married yet.

Oh well, she has an older sister to back her up anyway, let her do whatever she wants!
Many young men felt uneasy when they discovered that their flirtatious glances were directed at a blind man, which caused various problems to arise during their performances.

Fortunately, not many people were really focused on these performances, so there was no need to feel embarrassed.

Si Qianling liked the shrimp and egg custard in front of him and finished it in just a few bites.

Seeing that he liked it, Su Qiruo gave him her own bowl as well, and then instructed the palace servants behind her to bring over two more bowls.

The palace attendant responded and left. Si Qianling tugged at Su Qiruo's sleeve somewhat embarrassedly.

"This soup is steamed with ginseng broth. Will eating too much of it cause internal heat?"

"With just a few bites, you could easily eat ten bowls. If you really like it, I'll ask my uncle for the imperial chef's help and have him cook it for you at our residence."

"No need for that. I just find it more to my liking. I'm afraid I'd get tired of eating it every day."

"Then I'll go and get the recipe. Whenever you want to eat it, I'll have the chef in the manor make it for you." This time, Si Qianling didn't refuse; he really liked the taste.

It had a faint medicinal scent. I don't know if it was one of the herbs that was right for his symptoms, but after taking it, he felt warm and comfortable all over.

Soon, Su Qiruo's bowl of shrimp and egg custard was also eaten by Si Qianling.

"Have a bowl of chicken soup first, it's still warm!"

It was rare to have two hot dishes on the table, and Su Qiruo wanted Si Qianling to try them both.

She always felt that Si Qianling had suffered a great injustice while she was away for more than half a year, so she wanted to make it up to him as much as possible.

The chicken soup is made with many kinds of precious medicinal herbs, and there is not a drop of oil on top, so it is not greasy at all.

Si Qianling had a good appetite, and Su Qiruo was happy as well.

So, while chatting with the Emperor and Empress, he casually praised the imperial chefs in the palace, which made the Empress extremely happy.

It's rare to hear my eldest niece praise someone; it's truly an honor.

Moreover, he had organized the banquet from beginning to end, and praising the imperial chef's skills was also a way of making the emperor and empress proud.

"It's their good fortune to have won Aruo's favor."

After saying this, the Emperor looked at the Empress and smiled.

"He deserves a reward."

The Queen smiled and nodded, "If A-Ruo likes it, then eat more. If there's anything else you want to eat, just have them make it for you."

"Brother, don't spoil her too much."

Prince Yong made a polite remark, but the Emperor waved his hand in disapproval.