Miss, you really caught the wrong fish!

Regardless of whether there was dinner today, Bai Yi quickly returned the basket in his hand to Qian Bing and continued to comfort her in a soft voice.

"Don't worry about it, Miss Qianbing. You're just not very good at cooking. It's nothing. Think about it."

"Miss Qianbing, you are beautiful, have a sweet voice, and a gentle and virtuous personality. You must be proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. How can you be a useless person, right?"

"What's more, Miss Qianbing, you are a cultivator respected by everyone. How can an immortal be useless?"

"..."

Bai Yi persuaded Qian Bing with kind words and took her to sit on the earthen kang nearby, and then continued to comfort her.

Looking at Qian Bing crying in front of him, Bai Yi seemed to find that no matter how he tried to persuade her, it was useless. For a moment, he began to have a headache and didn't know what to do.

There is no other way but to start over and see if I have missed any important information...

Help...Miss, basket, useless...Then Chihiro started crying...

Um?!

As if he had thought of something, Bai Yi stroked his hand, cleared his throat, and spoke to Qian Bing in front of him again.

"Well..., I can guarantee that Miss Qianbing is definitely a very reliable and capable woman, because... because even my wife often praises her in my ears..."

Bai Yi paused halfway through his words, then lowered his head and began to observe Qian Bing's reaction...

Sure enough, not long after he finished saying this, Qianbing, who had not responded just now and was only concerned with crying and sobbing, suddenly looked at him. Her beautiful eyes that had lost their focus also regained clarity at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As expected... As long as the matter of his wife, Xiao Junling, is mentioned, the other party will be very concerned...

Qian Bing looked at Bai Yi in disbelief, and asked with trembling lips and sobs

"Really? ... Miss... really thinks Chihiro is useful... and not a useless waste?"

Bai Yi smiled and continued

"Of course, how could I lie to Miss Qianbing? Not only that, but my wife often tells me that Miss Qianbing is very serious and reliable in her work, and she, she likes you very much...hahaha"

After Bai Yi finished speaking, he looked at Qian Bing with a guilty conscience. Qian Bing, who was busy crying before, now looked very happy. He didn't notice the unnatural expression on Bai Yi's face at all...

Seeing that this trick was effective, Bai Yi continued to strike while the iron was hot.

"So, how could Miss Qianbing be a useless person? Even my wife is full of praise for you, let alone others?..."

"...But we have to finish the things on hand first, otherwise it will be bad if my wife blames us later...Don't you think so, Miss Qianbing?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Bing, who was sitting nearby, quickly reached out and wiped away the tears on her face and stood up. Although there were still two faint traces of tears on her pretty face, Qian Bing's condition had indeed recovered a lot.

Just like a child who dances with joy after being wronged and then praised...

She took the basket of vegetables from Bai Yi's hand, regained her energy, and with unspeakable anticipation and excitement on her face, she took a deep breath and said

"Yes! The son-in-law is right. We still have to finish the work at hand first, otherwise the young lady will really be unhappy."

After saying this, he no longer paid attention to Bai Yi behind him, and returned to the stone pool again, and began to carefully

…wash potatoes

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I just got back to the hotel, so the update is a little late. Sorry, I will update more after the trip is over in a few days!!???

78. Enjoy your meal!

"Your Highness... that..."

"When I say add tomatoes, I don't mean throw them in whole... I mean the ones that have been cut up first... like the one on the plate next to you..."

Ling Ying stood helplessly aside, watching her own prince pick up the freshly washed tomatoes and throw them into the pot, which made her dumbfounded.

Xiao Junling, who was standing on the side, was listening, and a hint of annoyance suddenly appeared on her pretty face. She frowned, threw the spatula aside, and said in an impatient voice:

"It's just a dish, why do you have to make such a fuss?!"

"..."

Ling Ying was speechless. After all, he was her own prince, so she didn't dare to say anything. She could only quickly step forward and pick up the spatula that Xiao Junling had thrown aside.

After washing it again with water, he returned to the stove, smiled respectfully at Xiao Junling in front of him, and then said

"Well...if you don't like these troublesome things, please leave it to Lingying. Just stand aside and watch the porridge cook."

Xiao Junling was also dissatisfied when he heard Ling Ying say that. But it was almost time for dinner, and if he couldn't make food, the three people outside would have to starve.

Although she knew that they didn't dare to say anything about it, she had promised to cook after all, so she had to do whatever Xiao Junling said...

In response, Xiao Junling brushed off his sleeves and snorted coldly. Then he turned around and walked towards the stove beside him, picked up the small bamboo fan on the ground and began to control the fire.

But after just a few blows, the fire blew out of control like a running child.

Xiao Junling, who was already angry, saw this scene, and her anger became even worse. She simply threw the fan aside.

, he lifted up his sleeves again, waved his big hand and began to control the fire with his spiritual power. He clenched and released his palms, and the mortal fireworks obediently let him control them.

Not long after, Xiao Junling summoned out a jade bottle, which contained the essence of the dragon fruit that he had extracted earlier.

Xiao Junling slowly poured it into the porridge, and at this moment, Ling Ying's voice came from behind again.

"Your Highness, this not only requires controlling the fire, but also requires you to stir it from time to time with a spoon. Otherwise, if the fire is too high and the porridge is boiled for too long, it will become mushy..."

Xiao Junling's face turned cold when he heard this, and he opened his red lips slightly with a little irritation.

"I know!!"

"Yes, yes... Your Highness knows that it was Lingying who was talking too much..."

Seeing that her Highness was getting impatient again, Ling Ying, who was cooking at the side, did not dare to say anything more and could only concentrate on her work.

Ling Ying lowered her eyes to look at the food in the pot, then slowly raised her head to look around - ordinary people's houses: firewood, rice, oil, salt, pots and pans, and the ordinary dishes that symbolized the fireworks of the world.

Then he turned his head slightly and saw Xiao Junling who was cooking porridge.

……

Although she had not stopped working, Ling Ying's thoughts had already drifted to who knows where.

……

I really can't believe it... Xiao Junling, the founding empress of the Wanming Dynasty, the revered Phoenix Saint, who has already reached the pinnacle of the immortal world - the true immortal realm

I have admired your Majesty since I was a child...

Now... I'm cooking porridge in a kitchen in such a remote place...

Just like ordinary women who worry about daily life...

Your Highness is now... also married,... and has her own husband...

...Which female emperor, who is above all the immortals in the world of cultivation, who holds the power of life and death over the rise and fall of the demon race, and who is as cold as ice, would actually fall into the mortal world one day and marry a mortal to spend the rest of her life together...

……

"call--"

Ling Ying exhaled slowly, trying to calm herself down and continue with her work.

……

Such a fact...maybe it is really hard to believe, but Ling Ying also understands that this is Her Highness's own choice, and as a subordinate servant, she naturally has no right to question or interfere.

No, and that shouldn't be said...

As long as it is something that His Highness wants to do, then whether it is her, His Majesty, or her sister, they will choose to obey unconditionally...

Moreover, Her Highness did not ignore the rise and fall of the people of Wanming Dynasty and the demon race.

Today, His Majesty Ling Xuan is the hope that Her Highness has left for the people of Wanming Dynasty.

Your Majesty is a man of God, and he is also the leader of the bright future of Wanming Dynasty. He is also a king who is truly capable of ruling the world, just like His Majesty in the past.

Ling Ying also always believed that His Majesty would be like His Majesty Jun Ling, leading the demon race and pushing the glory of the Wanming Dynasty to a new height.

……

The billowing smoke from the pot slowly brought Ling Ying back to her senses. She looked at Xiao Junling who was standing beside her and then reminded him:

"Your Highness, the porridge should be almost cooked, you can take it out of the pot now."

"Um"

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The afterglow of the setting sun slowly spreads to the ground, dyeing the evening sky. Under the osmanthus tree, everyone sits together.

……

"Hmm? ...Is this something you did, my lady?"

Bai Yi looked at the table full of delicacies, and his little head was filled with doubts.

?

Could these dishes really be made by the cool and beautiful lady at home who can cook like a whiz? It's impossible...

Xiao Junling, who was standing by, heard this and showed dissatisfaction in her beautiful eyes. She frowned slightly and stretched out her hand to pinch the tender flesh on Bai Yi's waist.

The pretty face of Leng Yan turned cold, and she slowly said

"Do you have any questions?!"

"No, no... Madam, you misunderstood, misunderstood."

Bai Yi felt the pain in his waist and immediately endured it. He smiled stiffly and said:

"My wife's cooking skills are so good, and I am very pleased as a husband, haha..."

Xiao Junling glanced at Bai Yi with her beautiful eyes, snorted in dissatisfaction, then let go of her hand and went to the kitchen.

When I came out, Xiao Junling had already brought a bowl of hot and fragrant porridge.

Passing it to Bai Yi, Xiao Junling spoke again

"I made the porridge myself, so you must finish it all!"

"Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work, my lady."

Bai Yi took the porridge and tasted it.

...It doesn't seem strange to drink it, although it doesn't have much flavor...

But at least it's drinkable, that's all. Bai Yi's highest requirement for his wife's cooking skills is this...

Xiao Junling lifted up her red dress and slowly sat down beside Bai Yi, quietly watching Bai Yi drinking porridge in front of her, with a little light flashing in her beautiful eyes...

“How does it taste?”

Xiao Junling asked softly. Bai Yi smiled with satisfaction and looked at Xiao Junling in front of him.

"This is made by my wife herself, so it tastes great."

After hearing this, Xiao Junling's cold and pretty face finally wavered a little, and a touching arc slowly emerged from the corner of her mouth.

A smile, a glance

The sun is ashamed of the moon, and the peach blossoms lose their color

……

At this time, Qian Bing and others who were silent on the side just stared blankly at the sweet couple in front of them, with mixed feelings in their hearts...

Especially when he looked at Chao Lingxuan, who was standing in front of him with nothing in sight, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and a strange expression appeared on his cold and handsome face...

Looking at the porridge in Bai Yi's hand, Chao Lingxuan was silent for a moment, but finally chose to speak. A cold voice sounded from the side, with some questions and expectations.

"Sister, my——"

But before Chao Lingxuan could finish, Xiao Junling interrupted him.

"Eat your meal well! Go back to Mingchao right after you finish eating and stop bothering me!"

"..."

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Sorry brothers, I just returned to Chengdu from the plateau today. I took a few hours' car ride, and there were some problems when booking a hotel. I was too tired after all the busy work, so I fell asleep immediately. I just finished writing the manuscript now. I'm really sorry???

When I get back from my trip in a few days, I will push myself to update more than two posts a day in Kunming.