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

Xiao Jingshi's little temper vanished instantly after Ye An'an promised him "a meal of braised pork".

Although he still tried hard to maintain his aloof persona as the crown prince.

But the unconscious, slightly upturned corners of his mouth and the eyes that lit up again completely betrayed his inner joy.

Looking at his proud and aloof expression, wanting to eat but too embarrassed to admit it, Ye An'an felt both amused and heartbroken.

She took his hand and, ignoring the servants around them who were utterly astonished, led him into her courtyard in a very open and generous manner.

"Sit here for a while and have some tea." She gently pressed him down onto the stone bench in the pavilion. "I'll be right back."

After saying that, she turned around and flew into the small kitchen like a joyful butterfly.

Xiao Jingshi sat in the pavilion, watching her busy figure in the kitchen.

Watching her skillfully tie on her apron and roll up her sleeves.

Watching her direct the maids as they washed vegetables and cut meat.

The clanging and jingling sounds, full of the warmth of home cooking, and the familiar aroma of food wafting from the kitchen.

At this moment, his heart, which had become restless due to longing, was completely calmed down.

He felt that as long as he could see her, as long as he could smell the pleasant scent of food emanating from her, he would be happy.

It's like having the whole world.

However, Ye An'an did not immediately go to make braised pork.

She knew that Xiao Jingshi was still a little awkward and needed to be coaxed.

To deal with this kind of arrogant man, simply offering "big fish and big meat" is not enough.

What's needed is something sweet enough to touch his heart—a small dessert.

What should I do?

Countless dessert names flashed through Ye An'an's mind.

Got it!

Let's make mango pomelo sago!

This classic Hong Kong-style dessert is refreshingly sweet and sour with a rich texture, making it perfect for soothing a sullen heart.

Moreover, this dessert has an elegant name and looks beautiful, which is absolutely in line with his status as the Crown Prince.

Just do it!

She immediately sent someone to the storeroom to fetch several of the freshest large mangoes that had been brought as tribute from the south.

There were also a few red pomelos, which were also tribute items.

And some, after being cooked, become translucent sago pearls.

The materials are all readily available and top-quality.

She first cut half of the mango into small, evenly sized, golden-yellow cubes.

The other half, along with "evaporated milk" made by slowly simmering and concentrating cow's milk, and "coconut milk" also made by myself, were put into a large bowl.

Then, she pulled out a "secret weapon".

—A handmade "mixer".

This is what she designed based on the principles of modern juicers.

A sharp, rotating blade is secured to a sturdy wooden base. A hand crank then drives the blade to rotate at high speed.

Although it can't compare to an electric one, it's more than enough for handling some softer fruits.

"Yunyun! Come on, help your older sister with something!"

She conscripted Ye Yunyun, who had come closer drawn by the aroma.

He told her to hold the base down, and then he started frantically cranking the crank.

"Buzzing..."

Under the high-speed rotation of the blades, the mango and coconut milk in the bowl were quickly blended into a smooth and golden mango smoothie.

A rich, sweet aroma of tropical fruits instantly filled the entire kitchen.

"Wow! Big sister, you're amazing! This thing is so magical!" Ye Yunyun looked at this scene with her eyes full of admiration.

From here on, it's simple.

Ye An'an poured the blended mango milkshake into an exquisite glass bowl.

Then, sprinkle on a handful of crystal-clear, chewy, and smooth sago pearls.

Then she added another layer of grapefruit pulp, which she had peeled herself, like rubies.

Finally, garnish with a few golden, fresh mango chunks.

A bowl of brightly colored, layered mango pomelo sago dessert, which is so visually appealing that it brings joy, is now complete.

"Here, take this to His Highness." She handed the first bowl to Fuyun, "Let him have something to eat first, to whet his appetite."

When that bowl of dessert, which was like a work of art, was placed in front of Xiao Jingshi.

On his face, which still carried a hint of displeasure, a fleeting, undisguised look of amazement flashed across his face.

Golden mangoes, translucent sago pearls, rosy pomelos...

The beautiful color and the refreshing, sweet and sour fruity aroma instantly lifted most of his bad mood, which had been caused by jealousy.

He picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful, and put it in his mouth.

next second.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

The sweetness of mango, the richness of coconut milk, the chewy texture of sago, and the slightly refreshing tartness of pomelo pulp...

All the flavors and textures blend and collide perfectly in the mouth.

It's refreshing and sweet, yet not cloying at all.

It's a healing scent that's both extremely gentle and extremely domineering, capable of instantly soothing all anxieties.

good to eat.

It was so delicious that he felt his childish and ridiculous jealousy had become so insignificant.

He sipped it one sip after another, and soon the bowl of mango pomelo sago was empty.

He put down his bowl, looked up, and met Ye An'an's smiling, mischievous eyes.

"Is it good, Your Highness?" she asked, knowing the answer already.

As Xiao Jingshi looked at her, at her eyes that seemed to speak volumes, the last trace of unease in his heart vanished completely.

He knew she was doing it on purpose.

She knew he was throwing a tantrum.

So she used this bowl of dessert, full of ingenuity and heartfelt intentions, to coax him.

This woman is always like this.

There's always a way to easily get under his control.

He sighed, a helpless yet indulgent smile appearing on his face.

He stood up, walked to her, and gently pulled her into his arms.

"An An."

He whispered in her ear, his voice filled with undisguised apology and tenderness.

"sorry."

"It's me, I'm too stingy."

Ye An'an leaned against his warm and firm chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and smelling the familiar and comforting pine scent on his body.

She reached out and hugged him back.

"It's okay," she said sullenly. "I know you care about me."

"But," she looked up again, winking playfully at him, "next time, if you get jealous again, could you just tell me?"

"You're being so sarcastic and unpredictable, it's really hard for me to figure you out."

Looking at her cunning yet adorable appearance, Xiao Jingshi couldn't help but lower his head and gently kiss her forehead.

"it is good."

He promised.

"I'll do whatever you say."