Shangguan Yanran touched her stomach. "I'm a little hungry, but it's okay. I'm going to sleep soon, and I won't be hungry anymore once I'm asleep."

"Since you're hungry, you don't have to hold back," Fu Rongchen said indulgently.

"Huh?" Shangguan Yanran frowned. "But it's so late now, the cooks have all gone to bed. It's a bit unfair to call someone up to cook."

Fu Rongchen thought for a moment, then took her hand. "Come with me."

Shangguan Yanran was curious about where he would take her.

It wasn't until she reached the kitchen door that she realized, "Although the cook has gone to rest, there might still be some food inside."

Fu Rongchen smiled, said nothing, took her hand and led her into the kitchen, then let go of her hand and skillfully began searching for ingredients.

Shangguan Yanran wandered around the kitchen but couldn't find anything to eat. When she turned around, she saw him washing ingredients. She was taken aback and asked in surprise, "You're not planning to cook for yourself, are you?"

"Mm," Fu Rongchen replied.

Just as Shangguan Yanran was about to ask if she could cook, she saw him skillfully crack two eggs and changed her question to, "What do you want to eat?"

"It's getting late. How about I make you a bowl of egg noodles?" Fu Rongchen asked gently.

Shangguan Yanran nodded hastily, "Okay." But she was extremely curious: Fu Rongchen could actually cook?

Although it's just egg noodles, it's still quite remarkable.

She wouldn't do it.

Not long after, Fu Rongchen cooked the noodles and carried them back to Shangguan Yanran's courtyard.

Looking at the noodles on the table, Shangguan Yanran had a strange feeling. These were noodles that Fu Rongchen had cooked for her.

She was eager to try the noodles.

Fu Rongchen handed her chopsticks, "Eat it while it's hot."

Shangguan Yanran took the chopsticks, looked at the noodles in front of her, and asked, "Aren't you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry." Fu Rongchen smiled and shook his head, then sat down next to her, picked up a cup, and poured himself a glass of water.

Seeing this, Shangguan Yanran no longer stood on ceremony, picked up a pinch of noodles, and began to eat.

Surprisingly, the noodles Fu Rongchen cooked tasted quite good.

Shangguan Yanran looked at the man beside her with bright eyes.

She was quite surprised that Fu Rongchen's noodles were so delicious.

"What's wrong?" Fu Rongchen noticed her gaze and asked gently, "Is it not tasty?"

Shangguan Yanran shook her head and swallowed the food in her mouth. "No, the noodles are delicious. I'm just curious that you can cook noodles."

Fu Rongchen smiled and said, "I can only cook noodles. I don't know how to cook other complicated dishes."

"That's still quite remarkable," Shangguan Yanran said seriously. In her opinion, Fu Rongchen had been living a life of luxury since childhood, with servants taking care of his every need, and he never had to cook for himself.

Fu Rongchen immediately noticed her confusion and explained, "When I was serving in a local post, there were many things to do, and I often worked until late at night. Because it was so late, I didn't want to disturb the servants, so I tried cooking noodles myself a few times. Over time, I was able to eat them with some gusto."

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Yanran finally understood why he had cooked noodles.

However, he must have lived a very hard life in the countryside before.

She didn't say anything more and continued eating her noodles with her head down.

Fu Rongchen cooked a very generous portion of noodles. She ate half of it but couldn't eat anymore. She put down her chopsticks and said with some guilt, "I'm full, I can't eat anymore. What should I do with the rest?"

"If you can't eat, then forget it," Fu Rongchen said.

"But there's still so much left. Isn't it a bit of a waste to just throw it away?" Shangguan Yanran felt that this was noodles Fu Rongchen had cooked for her, and she was reluctant to throw it away.