Yan Yuning inexplicably transmigrated into a book, becoming the cannon-fodder second daughter of the Prime Minister’s household. Raised in her maternal grandparents’ home since childhood, she w...
"Send them all back to the palace for me tonight," Prince Xuan added.
Xuan Yanyu pretended not to hear.
King Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "If you don't return it to me, you will stay in the palace and make cakes for me."
Xuan Yanyu tilted his head, eyebrows slightly raised, "Father, are you serious? Then you have to give me a decree to save my life. Otherwise, what if something goes wrong after you eat the cakes I made?"
King Xuan curled his lips and said, "Don't you know how to write?"
Xuan Yanyu: “…”
"From today on, you will stay in the palace and take the position of the chief chef in the imperial kitchen. You will be responsible for making pastries for me." Prince Xuan put a smile on his face again.
Xuan Yanyu: “…”
"The position of Shang Shenzheng is a position that others cannot reach even after working hard for more than ten steps. I promoted you because you are my son. You should be happy."
The King of Xuan looked as if Xuan Yanyu had asked for his place, "Otherwise, even if you work hard for more than 20 years, you won't be able to climb to the position of Shang Shenzheng!"
Xuan Yanyu: “……???”
He can’t even climb 20 feet???
"Since you are my son, I will give you a higher salary." Prince Xuan picked up the teacup in a very good mood and sipped the tea leisurely.
Xuan Yanyu pursed his lips, "..."
"Why not start the job now?" Prince Xuan couldn't suppress a smile in the corner of his eyes, and turned to Eunuch Feng and said, "Please inform the Imperial Kitchen that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will take over the position of Chief Chef from now on."
Eunuch Feng pursed his lips, somewhat confused about what His Majesty meant. It was impossible to let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince be on duty in the imperial kitchen, but His Majesty asked him to inform the imperial kitchen.
"Ahem." Xuan Yanyu curled his lips and chuckled, "Father, you let your son go to the imperial kitchen. Do you want the entire Xuan Palace to starve to death?"
Xuan Wang glared at him, "You are only responsible for making cakes for me, and I don't let you make meals for others. How come the entire Xuan Wang Palace is starving to death?"
How could he bear to let Yu'er cook for others? !
"Because I'm afraid that I might accidentally burn down the imperial kitchen while making the cakes." Xuan Yanyu took a sip of tea leisurely, "Father, please ask someone else."
"Go, go, go, leave the palace, leave the palace immediately."
He transferred all the people he invited to the Crown Prince's Mansion and asked them to live in the palace, but he refused to live there. He also transferred his cook away to make cakes and food for his Crown Princess. What a rebellious son! !
How can he be so disappointing!!!
Why is Yu'er the only prince?
"Your son will take his leave." Xuan Yanyu held Yan Yuning's hand, and after Yan Yuning finished her greetings, they left the hall together.
There was no rush to return home. Xuan Yanyu took Yan Yuning for a walk on the long street.
The sun gradually sets and night is about to fall. The small vendors on both sides of the street begin to pack up their stalls. Children walk unsteadily behind their busy fathers, eating buns in their arms.
The mother followed behind the child, fearing that he would fall.
The wind blew gently, and one or two tender green leaves fell. Yan Yuning caught them and smiled, "Xuan Xixi, will we be like them in the future?"
Xuan Yanyu stopped and looked not far away. The child was held in the man's arms and coaxed softly, while the woman sat next to them, looking at them with a smile on her face.
"I'm not used to holding a baby." The man said slowly, "Especially one like him with snot all over his mouth from crying."
"..." Yan Yu Ning was speechless, "Didn't you cry when you were a child? Didn't your nose run when you cried?? Didn't your nose get stuck in your mouth???"
"I have never been a crybaby since I was a child."
He had to learn this and that since he was little, and he had no free time to cry, so he hated to see others crying at every turn.
Especially Yan Shiyao, when she encountered love, she didn't think about how to solve it, she just cried. He had tolerated Yan Shiyao for a long time.
What should I do if I am always reminded of Brother Yu?
"So when our child cries like that little guy in the future, you won't comfort him? Just let him cry all the time?"