Silly King's Favorite

Chapter 12
Seeing Ji Youran, she couldn't help gritted her teeth and smiled, and quietly gave Feng Yuming a thumbs up.

However, blows are blows. As the owner of the Xiangfu, even if he is internally hurt by anger, Uncle Ji still has to ask cautiously with a smiling face: "Since this table of food is not to your liking, how about asking the kitchen to make another table?"

"No!" Unexpectedly, Feng Yuming categorically refused again, "Your cooking skills are too bad! This king wants to eat my concubine's cooking!"

Uncle Ji couldn't spit out a mouthful of old blood, and his face turned blue.Seeing this, the prince looked at Feng Yuming disapprovingly, but Feng Yuming had already pulled Ji Youran's hand, his pretty face was full of a naive and flattering smile: "My concubine, I want to Eat Dongpo meat, sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and drink lotus seed soup!"

"But, my lord, we are not in the palace now—"

"Wow wow wow!" Only then did he tactfully express a little refusal, Feng Yuming closed his eyes, and big teardrops fell straight down.

Uncle Ji's and his wife's faces had already turned liver-colored.But in this situation, it is really not easy to have an outbreak, so Uncle Ji waved to his daughter: "Since the prince wants to eat, then you can do it! Everything in the kitchen is still ready, if there is anything missing, just tell others Go shopping."

"Okay!" As soon as the words fell, Feng Yuming smiled again, "I love my concubine, Ji Xiang agrees, you go and do it for this king! Hurry up!"

"Okay!" Ji Youran was so helpless, she bent down and bowed, "His Royal Highness, father and mother, I will come as soon as I go."

"My lord will go with you!" Feng Yuming quickly grabbed her hand, his big eyes were narrowed into slits with a smile, how could he see the crying miserably just now?Ji Youran shook his head weakly, and the two rushed away under the eyes of the prince and others.

"Haha, my concubine, did you behave well just now?" Feng Yuming raised the corners of his mouth as soon as he left everyone's line of sight, and he looked complacent again, "It's just a random search, and they all eat it." Don't go down! Starve them to death!"

"You did it on purpose?" Ji Youran was taken aback.

"Of course!" Feng Yuming said, with a look of disdain on his face, "I have been warned by my grandmother since I was a child not to be picky eaters. From the age of three to now, this is the first time I have done so!"

ah? "Then why did you—"

"Who told them to treat you like that!" His face sank again, and Feng Yuming said angrily, "I have seen it all. Since you came here, they have all turned their backs on you, especially those two women. They still dare to stare at you!"

There was a warm current in her heart, and Ji Youran felt that almost every cell in her body was filled with warmth: "My lord, you are so kind to me."

"Could my king have a few more osmanthus cakes at that time?"

puff!The little atmosphere that was so easy to exaggerate was ruthlessly broken by his words.Looking at his bright eyes full of hope, Ji Youran couldn't refuse: "Okay, I can cook as much as you want."

"Hey, dear concubine, you are well too!" Feng Yuming immediately smiled, "Don't worry, this king will protect you in the future. If any of them dare to bully you again, this king will kill them!"

"Yeah." Ji Youran nodded slightly, with a rare sincere smile on his face.

After getting into the kitchen for about half an hour, when he came out again, Feng Yuming burped his stomach, Ji Youran led the kitchen maids to hold five or six food boxes, Shi Shiran came to the prince and others to rest The place.

When nearly ten plates were laid out in front of them one by one, and the delicious food presented in front of them, everyone including Uncle Ji was shocked.

Taking a sip with anxiety, Uncle Ji frowned: "Youran, when did you learn to cook?" Besides, the taste is really good!
Of course she wouldn't tell him that she researched it during the year she was in Yiwang Mansion in her previous life.Ji Youran smiled and said, "Daddy, have you forgotten that before my biological mother passed away, it was my daughter who served the soup in front of her bed? Whenever my mother wanted something to eat, of course it was my daughter who made it herself. After a long time, don't you learn it?"

Uncle Ji immediately turned pale again.A majestic young lady actually wants to wash her hands and make soup herself. To put it nicely, it is filial piety, but to put it bluntly, it means that the maids in the mansion don't take them seriously, and they have to eat something by themselves. Do it yourself!This girl, I haven't seen you for a few days, why is her mouth so sharp?

Hearing her mention the former prime minister's wife, Xiao Zhang, the next prime minister's wife sitting next to her, felt very unhappy.But His Royal Highness is here, and she has to put on airs of a loving mother, so she can only greet with a smile: "I never imagined that the eldest lady of our Xiangfu has such a good skill! Come on, let's try it together!" Taste and see how her craftsmanship compares to the cooks in the house."

Everyone picked up chopsticks and ate a bit after hearing the words.Then, everyone's expression is different.Of course, Ji Yourong's mother and daughter are extremely complicated: I have to admit that Ji Yourong is really good at making these things, the materials and heat are just right, so that people can hardly find any mistakes.However, it is absolutely impossible to ask them to open their mouths to praise her. It's too late for them to trample her to the ground!

However, they were still thinking about what to say. The prince had already finished eating a piece of pastry, and then nodded slightly: "Not bad."

It's just two simple words that don't seem to contain any emotion, but it's like a bomb has exploded in Ji Yourong's mind, and she almost couldn't help jumping up and shouting—isn't it?He actually said it was good?What that woman made, he actually said it was good?Doesn't he know that this wife of hers is sitting beside him now?
"You Rong!" Luckily, Mrs. Zhang didn't lose her mind completely, and quietly pulled her daughter.Ji Yourong regained consciousness, and immediately found that Ji Youran was looking at her with a smile, and immediately said with a smiling face, "Is it not bad? I didn't seem to taste anything just now! But since His Royal Highness said it was good, it must be good, I Let’s eat another piece.” Then he stretched out his chopsticks and poked hard——

Bang!
Whoa!
The plate was overturned, fell to the ground and fell into pieces, and the steaming pastry rolled to the ground, with a thin layer of dust on the white skin.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!" Quickly throwing away the chopsticks, Ji Yourong said with an apologetic face, "Sister, I'm sorry, I didn't check for a while, and ruined the pastry you made by yourself!"

"It's okay." Ji Youran smiled nonchalantly, "The lord is already full anyway." The implication is: these are just leftovers from their food, even if they don't eat them, they will reward the people or dogs below later , has little to do with them.

And——turning her gaze, she saw the prince sitting there motionless with chopsticks held up, the haze in his eyes flashed away.

(End of this chapter)