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

Isn't this a bit too thoughtful? It makes one wonder if there's some kind of conspiracy involved.

Forget it, I'll just ignore it.

Anyway, I did what the boy instructed, so even if there are any problems later, I can argue my case.

Therefore, she did not delay any longer.

They immediately took action.

However, once you get started...

The arrogant master of the Cold Mist Palace, who looked down upon the martial arts world, discovered that cooking was completely different from what he had imagined!

Preparing the ingredients alone was enough to overwhelm her.

Even if the ingredients are already laid out in front of you.

However, cleaning, blanching, preparing sauces, and chopping vegetables all seem simple, but once you start doing them, you realize how incredibly complicated they are.

No.

I've washed it three times already, so why does it still smell fishy?

Also, what is that dark, gooey thing inside the fish's belly? Why does it spread rapidly around when you touch it, and it also emits an indescribable odor!

That's it, the whole fish is ruined!

Fortunately.

Each ingredient.

The boy gave out five portions.

Otherwise, the Palace Master Qin would have already been defeated by now.

Lesson learned.

Her Majesty finally managed to wash the fish.

The next step is to debone and slice the meat.

Qin Lianshang's martial arts path does not involve swords or sabers.

Even so, he was still the top martial arts master in Yunzhou.

He was not completely ignorant about swords.

It might not be good for fighting, but it's more than enough for chopping vegetables—that's how it should be.

but!

What's with this slippery feel?

With one cut, a section of meat was sliced ​​off to the side.

The fish fillets, which were originally perfectly shaped, were now completely crooked and twisted.

Qin Lianshang: "..."

Even though she wanted to comfort herself, she couldn't help but fall into deep thought when she looked at the plate of fish slices that looked like they had been torn apart by something with teeth.

Is this reasonable?

The blade was sharp, and the technique was flawless.

But why is this happening?!

For a while.

She even suspected that the boy had secretly done something to it.

It's worth a look.

The boy was focused on the comic strip in his hand and paid no attention to her at all.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the hourglass.

He was instantly jolted.

not good!

How come almost half the time has already passed!

She hasn't even started making the first dish yet!

The Queen of Yunzhou couldn't help but imagine a scene in her mind: she had missed out on the Yunzhou she had always dreamed of.

She glared at the boy and questioned him about why he had broken his promise.

The boy rubbed his chin and said with a self-satisfied expression.

"Because you can't cook."

Qin Lianshang: "..."

How absurd!

No, no.

No!

A stubborn light shone in the Queen's cold and stern eyes.

If she fails for this reason, she'll never be able to close her eyes again!

There's no time to cut another fish.

Although it doesn't look very appealing, it must taste pretty good.

So she quickly moved on to the next step.

however--

"boom!"

"boom!"

"Snapped!"

The noise was incessant.

Even those who are deep in meditation should be woken up by the noise.

Moreover, Su Qing hadn't even entered a meditative state yet.

He took a look.

In the kitchen.

There's a patch of black in the east and a patch of white in the west.

Smoke and dust drifted everywhere—but were blocked a meter away from the barrier in front of him.

A burnt smell wafted into her nostrils. If Su Qing's body hadn't been so flawless and immune to these minor "harms," ​​she probably would have lost her composure.

There was a bowl of "vegetables" on the plate—if you had to call it that.

On the surface of the dark gray, viscous substance, a few bright green scallion flowers floated—it looked like they were chopped and sprinkled on last.

From the edge of the bowl, you can barely make out what looks like fish slices.

One whiff.

The smell was indescribable.

"..."

half an hour.

He pointed at the thing and said.

"Palace Master Qin."

"If you give me this stuff to eat, I'll think you're trying to poison me. The Emperor will definitely hunt you down with the highest level of courtesy."

The Queen looked just as stunning as that bowl of "spicy boiled fish" at that moment.

Her face was a mix of black and white, and her beautiful eyes sparkled, filled with helplessness and anxiety.

If it weren't for the protective talisman on his body, this beautiful exotic outfit would probably have been completely ruined.

He listened to the boy's words.

Qin Lianshang was utterly helpless.

She never expected it.

I followed the recipe steps exactly, so why is it so different from the illustration?

What's even more disheartening is that more than half of the time has already passed!

As for myself, I haven't even started yet.

Could it be.

Do we really want to lose this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity because of something so absurd?

She is not reconciled!

I caught a glimpse of the recipe out of the corner of my eye.

in the corner.

A small, round mark shimmered with light.

I remembered what the boy had said.

Could it be.

Has the time truly come to rely on the power of this restriction?

but--

This is just too embarrassing.

From small to large.

All the difficulties and hardships she encountered were resolved by herself; she never relied on anyone else.

This simple action, however, would violate her long-held principles.

"rustle--"

The sound of the hourglass flowing was amplified infinitely.

No.

There's really no time left!

Chapter 527 My achievements today are beyond your imagination?

Having come this far, do you really want to give up now?

half an hour.

She bit her delicate lips.

Even principles, even consistent habits.

That won't stop her from doing what she wants!

A wisp of true energy flowed from his fingertips.

The true energy activated the restriction.

"rustle--"

The light detached from the paper and began to rustle and write something on it.

half an hour.

It was written in the same handwriting as the recipe.

"Go and ask your master for help."