In the Regent's Mansion, Yan Zihan looked at the food that was brought back to the kitchen as it was, and his eyes were dark.

"Miss, it's disgusting that all the lunch you worked so hard to make was returned." The maidservant ran back and said indignantly.

Yan Zihan was painting, and there was a mountain on the paper, and on the top of the mountain stood a man in a black brocade robe. The man was just a figure, and he couldn't even see his face clearly compared to the mountains below him.

But at the first glance of this painting, no one will notice the mountain, only the man.

Although it is just an outline, it still has the domineering spirit of looking down on the world.

"Hmm." Yan Zihan replied lightly, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips, admiring the painting that had completed the last stroke.

In her heart, he will always be the same as when she first met.

He shouldn't be trapped by a woman!

"Miss, aren't you angry? The prince used to be so good, and he would buy gifts, and every time he went out with the young master, he would take ...... The prince said that he likes to eat the food cooked by the young lady very much......"

The maidservant stood there counting down, she had been following Yan Zihan and knew all this.

Yan Zihan's mind gradually replayed the picture of that year.

She was still young at that time, seven or eight years old, and because of curiosity, she learned to cook for the first time, and it happened that he came to find her brother.

How could it be delicious to cook for the first time, but the two of them still ate the food.

From then on, she made up her mind to make the best meal and cook it for him every day in the future.

Can......

Ten years later, she finally made her best delicacy, but he didn't even taste it.

"Is Su Mo gone?"

"It's gone."

Hearing this, Yan Zihan got up and walked towards the kitchen again.

"Miss Yan, what else do you command?"

"Prepare me two eggs and a piece of pork."

"Okay."

After the people in the kitchen saw Yan Zihan cook once, they were impressed by his cooking skills, and they benefited a lot from instructing them casually.

Yan Zihan remembered that the first time he cooked for his eldest grandson Xuanzhi and his brother was egg roll meat.

Beat the eggs, add a little chopped green onion, flour, salt, and spread out in a pan to form a thin omelet. After the egg cake is out of the pan, it is rolled with meat filling, steamed over high heat, slightly cooled, and then cut into slices, and the soup on the plate is poured over the soup with starch.

A dish is ready.

It was easy to do now, but she was still young at the time, and it took her almost a day to do it.

"Miss Yan is good at craftsmanship, obviously doing the same thing, but I think what you make is more delicious."

"Thank you."

Yan Zihan smiled faintly, put it in a food box, and walked towards the courtyard of the eldest grandson Xuanzhi.

The eldest grandson Xuanzhi is still studying how to make a wedding dress, after all, he is a man, and he is not as dexterous as a woman in this regard, and he has been learning for a long time before he has found a little way.

"Lord Wang, Miss Yan asks to see you." Nightfeather climbed over the wall and came in to report.

The eldest grandson Xuanzhi glanced at Ye Yu, he had an order, but if he didn't see Yan Zihan, how could he still pass it on.

"She wants to talk to the prince about Yan Gongzi." A cold glint flashed under Night Feather's eyes.

At the mention of Yan Gongzi, the eldest grandson Xuanzhi's face was not very good-looking, and finally nodded, "Let her in." ”

Yan Zihan lived in the palace for more than ten days, but it was the first time he walked into the courtyard of the eldest grandson Xuanzhi, and every time he came in the past, he would be rejected.

Today!

"Lord Wang, I made a dish that my brother likes the most, can you help me taste if it tasted back then?"