I started as a concubine, and I made the crown prince cry with my delicious food.

Although Changshun was displeased with Princess Jing's sarcastic remarks, he still maintained a polite smile on his face.

He knew this guy was definitely here to cause trouble.

Especially at times like these, it's crucial not to panic.

"My esteemed guest, it's truly unfortunate," Changshun replied humbly. "Today's braised chicken feet are all sold out. If you would like to try some, please come early tomorrow."

He said that on purpose.

You're here to cause trouble? I'm not selling it to you, I'll make you regret it.

"What?!" Princess Jing's eyes widened instantly. She slammed her hand on the table. "You dare refuse to sell to me? Do you know who I am?"

"Please calm down, sir." Changshun still had that smiling face. "That's the rule of our shop. We have a limited supply each day, and we only serve what we have. Even if it were the King of Heaven himself, he would still have to follow the rules."

His words were both gentle and firm, neither losing his manners nor diminishing the prestige of "coming to smell the fragrance".

The other diners in the courtyard couldn't help but secretly applaud.

"You...you are so insolent!" Princess Jing was so angry that she trembled all over. She had never been treated with such disrespect before.

The old woman beside her quickly stepped forward and whispered a few words in her ear, reminding her to be mindful of her status and not to lose her composure in public.

Princess Jing took a deep breath and suppressed her anger.

She knew that if she left today, wouldn't she become a laughingstock?

She sneered, pulled out a one-hundred-tael silver note from her bosom, and slammed it directly on the table.

"This princess is determined to have this today! Here's the deposit! I don't care what method you use, get me a serving right now! Otherwise, I'll tear this lousy shop down today!"

She's trying to use power and money to forcibly break the "smell the fragrance" rule.

The atmosphere in the courtyard grew increasingly tense.

Everyone was watching Changshun, wanting to see how he would handle the situation.

Changshun looked at the silver note, his smile unchanged, but in his heart he had already cursed the princess a thousand times over.

Just as he was caught in a dilemma, unsure of what to do, a clear and melodious voice came from the doorway.

"Oh, who do we have here with such an arrogant tone? It's Princess Jing, my sister-in-law."

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Ye An'an, dressed casually, standing at the door with Fu Yun, smiling broadly.

She originally planned to visit the shop today and bring some of her newly developed desserts for the staff to try, but unexpectedly, she stumbled upon this scene.

"Ye An'an!" Upon seeing her, Princess Jing bristled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "You've come at the perfect time! Is this how your shady inn treats its guests?"

"Sister-in-law, you're mistaken." Ye An'an walked in unhurriedly. She first looked around at the diners in the courtyard, nodded apologetically to them, and then looked at Princess Jing.

"My shop operates on a principle of mutual consent and first-come, first-served. Sister-in-law, you're late. Today's chicken feet are indeed sold out, that's a fact. How can that be considered poor hospitality? As for the 'black shop' claim, that's utter nonsense. My items are clearly priced, and I treat everyone fairly. If you think it's too expensive, you don't have to buy it; no one is forcing you."

With just a few words, she refuted all of Princess Jing's accusations and also managed to clear her shop's name.

"You...you're just making excuses!" Princess Jing's face flushed with anger.

"I'm just stating the facts." Ye An'an shrugged, then changed the subject and put on a "kind" smile.

"However, since you're in such a good mood today and insist on trying my chicken feet, it would seem petty of me, as your sister-in-law, not to satisfy you."

As she spoke, she gave Changshun a wink.

"Go and bring up the 'secret stash' I brought today to Her Highness the Princess. Consider it my treat for my sister-in-law."

Changshun immediately understood and turned to go into the kitchen.

Princess Jing was stunned. She hadn't expected Ye An'an to "give in" so easily.

She sneered inwardly, thinking that Ye An'an was definitely afraid of her status as a princess.

Soon, Changshun came out carrying an exquisite white porcelain plate.

On the plate were five or six crystal-clear, amber-colored chicken feet marinated in fermented sauce.

"Your Highness, please have some."

Princess Jing looked at the plate of chicken feet, her face still showing undisguised disgust.

"This is all? You treat it like a treasure?"

Although she said that, the refreshing aroma of wine kept wafting into her nose, making her unconsciously swallow.

Ye An'an didn't say anything, just smiled and looked at her, making a "please" gesture.

All the diners in the courtyard held their breath, watching this scene unfold.

They all wanted to see what kind of expression this formidable princess would have after tasting this unparalleled delicacy.

That was definitely the most exciting show of the day.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Princess Jing felt as if she were being roasted over a fire.

She knew she was now in a difficult situation.

If she doesn't eat, she'll be contradicting herself.

If she eats it...

She gritted her teeth, thinking, "It's just a chicken foot, right? How delicious can it be? I'll try it today, and then in front of everyone, I'll denigrate it completely! Let's see where Ye An'an puts her face then!"

Thinking of this, she picked up her chopsticks and, with extreme disgust, picked up a chicken foot.

She closed her eyes, as if she were about to ingest some kind of poison, and took a small bite with a death-defying resolve.

next second.

Time seemed to stand still.

Princess Jing's body suddenly stiffened.

The expression on her face, which was originally filled with disgust and contempt, began to crack.

Cool, bouncy, and crisp.

The savory flavor, mixed with the rich aroma of wine, bursts forth on her tongue in an instant.

It was a wonderful flavor that she had never experienced before—refreshing yet layered.

She...she actually thought...

good to eat?

Do not!impossible!

This must be an illusion!

Undeterred, she took a second bite.

That wonderful taste assaulted her taste buds once again, leaving her mind blank.

Her chewing motion went from stiff to hesitant, and then to...enjoyment.

She even forgot her original purpose.

All she wanted to do was finish this chicken foot quickly, and then eat the next one.

The courtyard was completely silent.

Everyone stared in disbelief as the princess, who had just looked disgusted, was now happily munching on a chicken foot, completely oblivious to the sauce smeared on her lips.

This...this slap in the face was too fast and too loud!

Looking at her, Ye An'an smiled victoriously.

She knew that no one could escape the "law of true fragrance".