In the end, it was Nanqianyue who found him first. "You've come! Come and see, my mother has given me so many gifts!"
Mother Consort...
This form of address greatly displeased Qin Yi.
He walked over with a cold wind, pulled Nan Qianyue away from Consort You, and stared at her golden head. "Ugly."
Consort You stomped her right foot and threw the gold hairpin in her hand into the box, saying, "Tasteless."
Nan Qianyue chuckled and patted his chest. "It's just a trial, it's not like you'll actually plug it all in."
Qin Yi lowered his eyes and said, "Mm."
...
Back at the Prince's residence, Qin Yi went to his study to handle official business in a sullen mood.
To appease him, Nanqianyue decided to cook him a loving dinner herself.
The head chefs of the Prince's Mansion were all very happy to receive Yue, who was moving south, and they all came to help him very diligently.
However, after watching Nanqianyue work for half an hour, the chefs all fell silent.
"Your Highness, that's not sugar, it's salt."
"Your Highness, that's not soy sauce, it's vinegar."
"Your Highness! The meat isn't cooked yet."
"Your Highness..." The chefs all wiped away cold sweat.
Nanqianyue believed that she had corrected any mistakes in time, so she confidently ordered her maids to take the dishes to Baiquan Residence.
Upon hearing from the servant that the princess had personally prepared dinner, Qin Yi smiled, put down his pen, and eagerly headed towards Baiquan Residence.
Granny Chang, who was passing by, also heard the letter and nodded in approval, "At least they've finally learned to take care of the Prince."
At Baiquan Residence, Nanqianyue sat at the table, resting his chin on his hands and waiting quietly.
Zisu and Lüyi, who were waiting to the side, had complicated expressions.
Qin Yi strode over, as if carried by the wind, "Moon."
"You're here!" Nan Qianyue excitedly stood up, pulled him to sit down, and handed him chopsticks. "Eat quickly, or it'll get cold!"
Looking at the colorful dishes on the table, Qin Yi had no doubts and picked up a piece of fish to put in his mouth.
Nanqianyue blinked her bright eyes, waiting for his evaluation.
Qin Yi's expression froze for a moment. He turned his gaze to Nan Qianyue and asked, "Haven't you tried it, Yue'er?"
Nan Qianyue shook her head, "No, they're all arranged already. If I move them, they won't look good."
Qin Yi: "..." Actually, you can taste it while it's still in the pot.
"Is it not tasty?" Nan Qianyue's eyes drooped slightly.
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