Chapter 42: She washes her hands and makes soup for him
"Good!"
Seeing that Chu Yunxi can now show his teeth and claws to him, he is really getting bolder.
If she could like herself, then he would be willing to give Chu Yunxi all the spoiling.
In front of Chu Yunxi, he put the small porcelain vase into his arms, patted it again, and signaled him to keep it away.
Chu Yunxi was satisfied and gave him a bright smile, only to realize that it was not early.
"Your Highness hasn't returned to the palace yet? You're closing the palace gates, aren't you? β
"What about closing the palace door? Xi'er doesn't want to keep me for dinner? β
She actually forgot that he was the indispensable His Royal Highness the Prince, and no one could care when he wanted to return to the palace.
"I'm still a woman who hasn't left the cabinet, unlike His Highness, who can do whatever he wants."
"Ah~" He actually picked her up again, and it was just in his East Palace, and now in her house, he didn't know how to restrain himself.
"Hurry up and let me down, Hexiang and Xiaolian are still watching."
Jun Lingyun's eyes swept over, and the two girls hurriedly retreated.
Although, after all, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the fiancΓ© of the young lady, and it is always good to cultivate more feelings.
In this way, the young lady will marry in the future, and life will be better.
"Well, Miss Ben hasn't let you go yet? Give me back! β
These two little traitors, Chu Yunxi bit his lip.
"Hongu is hungry."
Jun Lingyun said, actually put her on the table, picked up her little face, slowly lowered her head, and finally tasted her unique taste, it seemed that no matter how many times it was not enough, let him think about it day and night, lingering.
It's just that every time I think of her, it's sweet and bitter, and the pain of not being able to ask for it has been devouring his heart.
Chu Yunxi was tossed by him so hot that he was able to get out. Fan the wind with his little hands, and his face is still hot.
"I'll go and tell the stove and add food to you." She found an excuse to leave.
He pulled her back into his arms: "I want to eat Xi'er's own handmade." β
"But I don't know how to cook." She's so big, she hasn't cooked yet.
"Just do it once. I didn't even eat lunch to see you. β
He sold miserably, because he wanted to experience the feeling of washing his hands and making soup for his beloved woman once.
Perhaps, in two lifetimes, there is only this chance, and when she really betrays him again, he doesn't know if he can still be in this mood.
As he spoke, Chu Yunxi was kissed by him a few more times.
"Okay, okay, I'll go, I'll go."
Chu Yunxi really couldn't resist it, and ran away.
In the stove room, a group of mothers-in-law surrounded them, watching Chu Yunxi racking his brains, thinking about what to do?
"Miss, why don't you let the slaves do it, are you responsible for serving it?"
Mrs. Zhao, the steward of the stove room, couldn't help but suggest. Everyone else nodded, which was a great idea.
Chu Yunxi sighed in her heart, for the sake of his pitiful begging her, she might as well do it herself.
"Why don't I stew a chicken?" She was eager to give it a try.
"Miss, the chickens must be killed, and they will be plucked after killing. After plucking, the hair should be chopped into pieces. β
Mrs. Zhao reminded her that stewing chicken is a big project.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so busy, if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is allowed to wait for so long, will the Crown Prince be angry?
"Why don't you make a fish?"
She retreated to the next best.
"Fish, fish have to be killed, remove the scales, internal organs, wash before you can get out of the pot."
Mrs. Zhao laughed with difficulty, they were just about to start preparing when the eldest lady came.
It's not good for her to be a delicate young lady, seeing these bloody things.
"Why don't you stir-fry some vegetables?"
The crowd nodded in agreement.
"Good! Then stir-fry the greens. β
Chu Yunxi said just do it, rolled up his sleeves, and raised his knife magnificently.
Mrs. Zhao was shocked: "Miss, you, you can be careful, don't hurt your hands." β
"Well, don't worry."
Chu Yunxi was very persuasive and did not use his hands to help the vegetables.
"Boom! Knock knock! Knock knock! β
Chop it indiscriminately, and the potatoes and radishes rolled all over the table.
It's not bad, after she comforted herself silently, she really felt that it was good to be able to cut it like this for the first time.
Mrs. Zhao, who was watching from the side, cut the meat slices smoothly and quietly pushed them in front of Chu Yunxi, so as not to make another drastic move.
If she does big things, she doesn't have to compete with a piece of meat.
Poured oil into the pot, and under the command of Mrs. Zhao, put the chopped green onion and meat into the oil.
"Whoa!"
"Ahhhh
Chu Yunxi shouted in fright.
"Miss, you flip over, flip over."
Mrs. Zhao continued to command.
"How to translate, how to translate?"
At this time, if you get closer, won't you really be burned to death?
"Forget it, don't turn it over, you can put the dishes in quickly, just put the dishes in."
Mrs. Zhao hurriedly gathered her cut potatoes and radishes.
Chu Yunxi picked up large and small pieces of potatoes and radishes, took half a step away from the pot, and threw them far away.
The people all took a step back and watched with their feet crossed.
"Okay, okay, don't splash, Miss, you flip it now, if you don't turn it over, it'll be mushy."
Mrs. Zhao hurriedly appeased her.
Chu Yunxi listened to the command, picked up the spatula, and crossed his hand to shovel twice.
"Is it okay?"
"Okay, put in salt, add water and simmer."
Mrs. Zhao didn't expect Chu Yunxi to stir it evenly, it would be good if it could be cooked, right?
Chu Yunxi scooped up a spoonful of white spices and poured it in, the salt was white, she still knew this.
"Oh, my eldest lady, that's not salt, it's sugar."
Mrs. Zhao regrets this, why did she put sugar and salt together.
"Huh? It's okay, it's okay, but fortunately only one spoonful. Is this right? β
She scooped up another white spice.
"Yes, yes, just half a scoop."
Finally adding water, Mrs. Zhao wiped the sweat on her head, looking even more tired than Chu Yunxi.
"What else can I do?"
Once born and second matured, Chu Yunxi felt that he still had a lot of potential.
"This ......"
Mrs. Zhao made a difficulty, she looked left and right, and she really didn't know what to let Chu Yunxi toss a little more.
"Why don't you make pastries?"
It was proposed.
"Yes, yes, to make pastries, the ingredients have been proofed, just divide them into balls and print out a shape."
Mrs. Zhao agreed.
"But isn't the soul of pastry just about mixing ingredients? Am I still doing this? β
Chu Yunxi felt that the part of the work he was responsible for did not reflect his craftsmanship.
"Count, how not? The eldest lady can cook herself, as long as the ingredients are touched, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince likes it. You say don't you? β
Mrs. Zhao turned her head and asked the people in a circle.
"Yes, that's right."
Several people gossiped.
No matter how thick-skinned Chu Yunxi is, he is a little shy at this time.
Now it's okay, I know that she hasn't passed the door yet, so she cooks for Jun Lingyun.
Jun Lingyun, who had been waiting for a long time, touched his lips, his righteousness was still unfinished, and the aftertaste was endless, so he didn't feel that it was too long.
The meal was finally served. A plate of potatoes and radishes stewed, a plate of pastries.
"The courtier's ability is limited, Your Highness can make do with it."
The pot of boiled vegetables really couldn't be put on the table, and Chu Yunxi was embarrassed to look at him.
He went to the table and took her to his lap and sat down.
"Call me what?"
"Lingyun."
There were many people in the family, and although she was reluctant, she still called his name with interest.
Only then was he satisfied, and elegantly picked up the chopsticks, deliberately picking up the largest piece of potato, one in half:
"Well, yes, cooked."
Chu Yunxi glanced at him and didn't look at him, so that he couldn't see the hateful smile in his eyes.
Seeing her like this, the corners of Jun Lingyun's mouth were about to reach his ears. Pick up a piece and put it in your mouth.