Princess, please don't be a demon

Chapter 145 Cooking for Gu (fourth more)
The man responded with a half-smile: "Well, indeed."

She snorted coldly and pointed to the desserts on the table, "Why don't you eat these desserts, it means it wasn't made by En Gong!"

"I changed the taste." He glanced at the dessert, said something slowly, and then got up.

"It's late, go to bed earlier."

Yun Weilan stood up with him, and her eyes followed his tall and outstanding figure.

"Tomorrow Gu's Taifu will come to teach you, and Gu Xiachao will come to see you."

"Uh... wait! Are you serious?" I didn't expect that His Royal Highness, who is so rich in daily life, would come to watch her go to school leisurely. It's really terrible!
"Gu has always been serious."

Yun Weilan gritted her teeth when she heard this answer.

Who made him so serious!

And forced her to go to school!
She is still going to school at a very old age, God will cheat her!

"If you don't want to learn, you can."

When Yun Weilan heard that things had turned around, her eyes lit up.

"What do you want me to do?"

There was a little smile in his black phoenix eyes, and he said slowly: "Cook for Gu."

Yun Weilan: "...Are you right?"

There is a royal chef in the palace, he asked her to cook? ? ! !
Treating her like a cook is too much!
He stared at her deeply: "It's fine if you don't want to." After saying that, he was about to leave, but he knew her too well, so he would definitely agree...

Sure enough, Yun Weilan called him to stop.

"and many more!"

He stopped.

Yun Weilan puffed up her cheeks and said dissatisfiedly: "How many meals will I cook for you, you can't keep asking me to cook for you, can you?"

"Tomorrow." After he finished speaking, he walked away.

It's just cooking, it's not difficult for Yun Weilan.

What's more... She is also a pastry chef, and she remembers that he likes to eat her desserts.

In order to compare this copycat woman, she just made him a snack.

After seeing her off, Da Ya returned to the house and reapplied medicine to bandage her wound.

"Da Ya, where did you steal the medicine?"

Da Ya was busy treating her wound, and responded in a low voice: "I stole it from the Imperial Hospital. Don't worry, Princess, no one will notice."

"I don't worry about your work." Yun Weilan lay on the pillow, nodded slightly, and blinked.

After dressing up Yun Weilan's wound, Da Ya stood up, put on her clothes again, and whispered, "Princess, what are your plans for the future?"

Yun Weilan: "...plans, and I don't have any plans, let's talk about this royal matter first."

Da Ya: "..."

The county chief is not fooling anyone else, but the current emperor, empress and queen mother!

Although the royal family believed that the princess was Qian Feihan's favorite woman, Da Ya felt that His Highness only treated her specially because the princess was too similar to the young master.

……

On the second day, Yun Weilan took Da Ya and Da Hei to the kitchen to work, and she asked Da Ya and Da Hei to help.

But because her right hand is injured, she uses her left hand, and the strength of holding the spoon is different from that of her right hand.

In addition to some light side dishes, there are naturally Chinese desserts, which are very delicate and pleasant.

When all the dishes were served on the table, Dahei and Daya came over to look at them.

Dahei couldn't help but marvel: "This is like the young master..." Before he could finish speaking, he was pinched severely by Da Ya.

He met Da Ya's warning eyes in horror, swallowing all the questions.

So, half an hour later.

When Qian Feihan went back to the study, she saw that the dishes and snacks that were not very good-looking were placed on the table, and standing by the table was "Xie Qingyue", who was chubby and dressed in grievances. The body is even more fleshy against the backdrop of this strange gray robe.

　Today is the last day of PK. If the PK is not passed, the second update will be resumed tomorrow, and it may be updated until it is put on the shelves. Let’s continue to write about Buddhism. I feel that this book is decided. Alas, let me be quiet.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)