Fairy, shut up! I'm really not blondie.

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Su Qing blinked.

have to say.

When it comes to observing people's hearts, Her Majesty the Queen is indeed far ahead of the competition.

"Okay."

Since they've been so direct...

Su Qing was also happy to be honest. He smiled and said.

"I've been busy all morning and I'm a little hungry."

"How about we ask Palace Master Qin to cook a meal? That's not too much to ask, is it?"

Slightly stunned.

A sense of surprise swept through Qin Lianshang's heart.

That's it?

She had already made extraordinary mental preparations.

I made up my mind to myself.

As long as it doesn't involve me behaving like a prostitute, trampling on my dignity, I can accept anything.

Even some close contact that barely touches the line.

I gritted my teeth and endured it.

to this end.

Before coming, she had specially prepared pills to restore her strength, just in case.

After all, given his previous understanding of the boy, it was almost impossible for him to escape unscathed dressed like this.

They prepared everything meticulously before feeding the dog.

It was completely useless.

As the mistress of the Cold Mist Palace, Qin Lianshang naturally couldn't cook.

During my difficult childhood, I would stuff anything edible into my mouth.

After she began her cultivation, her talent blossomed, and coupled with her intelligence, she accumulated a solid foundation almost effortlessly.

At that time.

All my energy is focused on improving myself and making plans for the future, so I leave the trivial matters of daily life to others.

Therefore, the opportunity to learn cooking skills was perfectly avoided.

Although it's not possible.

But Qin Lianshang didn't think this matter would be difficult for her.

I've been through thick and thin, what hardships haven't I seen? How could I be stopped by a stove?

The problem is—

Is what Su Qing said true?

Could it be that he's just teasing her?

In the end, they probably put forward a bunch of difficult additional conditions, right?

hiss.

If that's really the case.

She discovered that she had neither the standing nor the power to resist.

After all, the initiative was entirely in the hands of the boy.

However, she still asked a question.

"Is what the Imperial Envoy said true?"

"If there are any other requests, please let me know. I'll do anything I can, regardless of difficulty or quantity. As long as..."

"Come on."

He hadn't even finished saying his sentence.

The boy rudely interrupted him.

Su Qing waved her hand.

A complete set of stoves, ingredients, and even various bottles and jars of seasonings, oil, and salt, prepared in the mustard seed, appeared in front of Qin Lianshang, who then spoke calmly.

"Don't try to play hard to get with me by retreating."

"I keep my word, and I never go back on my word when I'm in a good mood."

"There are no other conditions, but I'll decide on the menu, is that alright?"

Although his thoughts were exposed.

Her Majesty, however, showed no sign of embarrassment.

A hint of joy flashed in her phoenix eyes.

That being the case.

That would undoubtedly be a great thing for her.

"it is good!"

He immediately agreed.

The boy smiled.

He quickly scribbled something on the paper and tossed it to Qin Lianshang.

"If it's not finished in half an hour, or if it doesn't satisfy me."

"That agreement is null and void."

"Oh, right, there's a small restriction on the paper. You can open it and take a look when you feel like you can't complete the task; it's a little surprise for you."

Done.

The boy sighed to himself first.

He held his forehead and said.

"Ugh."

"It's rare to find such an understanding master these days."

"Palace Master Qin, what do you think?"

Qin Lianshang: "..."

She didn't say a word.

He just smiled.

joke.

If you strike up a conversation.

Wouldn't that be tantamount to voluntarily acknowledging that the brat in front of him is his master?

She wouldn't fall for something like that!

Timing begins.

Qin Lianshang did not hesitate for a moment.

He immediately flipped the recipe over.

The first thing I saw was that word.

That's really not the kind of handwriting a refined young nobleman from a prestigious family could produce.

Born in the capital, they had no worries about food and clothing.

No matter how good the teacher or how talented you are.

The characters they write will never have that soul-like quality.

But Su Qing is different.

Arrogance and fearlessness, self-confidence and flamboyance, and—an absolute desire for control.

Just looking at these words.

It can make people feel a sense of suffocation for no reason.

It felt like a giant hand was grabbing at my face, and I couldn't resist!

Qin Lianshang suddenly came to her senses.

Only then did I realize that in those brief moments, a little cold sweat had seeped out on my back.

My turbulent emotions lingered for a long time, unable to completely calm down.

this person--

It's very different from what I imagined.

She couldn't help but look up.

The boy sat comfortably in the chair.

Even though he couldn't eat for the time being, he didn't mistreat himself—after all, he was an oddball who could fit an entire stove in such a precious spatial item as a mustard seed.

now.

He had a whole plate of fresh fruit and nuts next to him.

Eat them together.

Combine dry and wet methods.

I won't compromise myself at all.

No matter which angle you look at him from, he's good-looking, but otherwise he's a complete playboy.

It's hard to imagine that those words were actually written by him.

Am I that good-looking?

Suddenly, the young man looked up at her and said with a half-smile.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I won't charge you."

"But if we delay any longer, you might not be able to complete the task."

"No need for Your Excellency to remind me."