The princess wants to divorce

Chapter 19 Divorce Me (2)

There are only two people in this world who can take the initiative to cook, one is my mother and the other is my father, but since I traveled through time, it is impossible for these two people to exist in this time and space. There are no cooks.

But because of Zheng Xiaohan's words, I started cooking, and I want to cook his favorite braised pork ribs for him.

Red is indeed red enough.

It burns, indeed it burns.

The ribs are also veritable ribs.

So when this delicious dish was served on the table, Zheng Xiaohan only held up the chopsticks but didn't mean to drop them.

I smiled and picked up a piece of "braised pork ribs" for him, "my lord, your favorite braised pork ribs."

He glanced at me uncertainly, "Are you sure you can eat it?"

I nodded affirmatively, anyway, there is an imperial doctor in the house, who can treat them in an emergency if they eat something bad, but they can't die.

He took a piece, and just put it in his mouth, he spat it out disgustingly, "Chu Xiaoren, what exactly are you cooking?"

I blinked my innocent eyes, glanced at the 'braised pork ribs' on the table and replied seriously, "My lord, these are braised pork ribs."

"Then why is it so hot?" He couldn't care less about asking me, because he had to keep pouring water, and then he could relieve the burning sensation in his throat.

I laughed secretly in my heart, nonsense, you said you want braised pork ribs, without adding chili, how can it be red enough, how can it be burnt...

"My lord, braised pork ribs, isn't it like this?" I looked at him with an attitude of studying.

He was obviously very angry with me, "Chu Xiaoren, do you really know how to cook?"

"Yes." Who doesn't know how to cook rice.

I felt that he seemed to be dizzy, yes, so many peppers were put in, but he didn't eat much, is it so spicy?
"Chu Xiaoren..." He didn't have anything to say, but those beautiful black eyes were staring at me like they were burning.I don't feel ashamed at all. Who stipulates that a married woman must be able to cook?

I know that what he said about cooking is asking me if I can cook, but I like to take advantage of loopholes, so what can he do to me?Who told him to speak slurs? !

I'm already very happy to see him so angry and unable to let it out. Damn it, I will let you go out to fool around next time, and dare to ask me to cook for you when you come back after fooling around. ...Eat, eat, eat you to death.

With a smug smile on my face, I kept a low profile and didn't let my smugness show too much. I stood up and said in a measured manner: "My lord, I'm full."

As I said that, before he said anything like permission, I had already stood up by myself, but before I stepped out, I heard him say, "Start tomorrow, learn how to cook."

silence……

My hands slowly clenched into fists, I turned my head and tried to protest, "Why?" He is so rich and prestigious, what kind of cook should he hire?Why do you have to ask me to go to the kitchen.

"Because you broke the rule of seven." He said coolly.

(End of this chapter)