It cannot be said that this is the most delicious pastry he has ever eaten, but the taste and craftsmanship are almost comparable to those in Yu Kitchen, which is something Chef Liu never expected.

Jiang Muyu looked at his expression of surprise, which he could not hide, and was quite proud of it. "Master Liu, what do you think?"

Master Liu nodded awkwardly, "Your Highness, your cooking is excellent... May I ask what this pastry is called? How come I have never seen it before?"

"It's called Lotus Crisp because it looks like a blooming lotus."

"Oh, what a nice name." Master Liu couldn't think of any words of praise for a moment.

Jiang Muyu didn't care about his previous disrespect. For a pastry chef to be able to work in the Yu kitchen was like a modern chef working in a state banquet. It showed that Chef Liu was very capable, and it was nothing for a capable person to be a little arrogant.

She packed the lotus cakes into a lunch box and took it to the academy herself.

This was her first time here. There were guards guarding the gate of the courtyard. When she walked in, she saw Xu Lang standing guard outside the study.

Seeing her, everyone bowed, and Xu Lang came forward to greet her, "Madam, why are you here?"

The people inside the door stopped talking when they heard the noise.

Jiang Muyu said, "I came to bring some snacks that I made to the prince. I saw that the prince didn't eat much at noon."

"I see. You can just tell the servants. Why bother your majesty to cook in person?"

"It's okay. I'm just sitting around doing nothing." She glanced at the closed door and asked, "Is the prince in there?"

Xu Lang said, "The prince is talking to someone inside. Your Majesty, just give me the food box and I'll take it in for you later."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was opened from the inside, and an elegant man in a green robe walked out. Jiang Muyu had never seen this man before, and he had no impression of him after searching his mind, so he just nodded to him politely as a greeting.

The other party bowed politely and said, "Greetings, Her Majesty the Princess."

"Thank you." She waved her hand.

The other party had his own things to do, so he withdrew.

Xu Lang said, "My Lady, you may go in."

Jiang Muyu nodded and walked into the study.

Liang Qingchen obviously heard the conversation between her and Xu Lang, so he walked out from behind the desk with a smile on his face: "What delicious food did Zhao Zhao make for me?"

Jiang Muyu placed the food box on the small table outside, opened it, and took out a plate of lotus crisps from it, saying, "Come and try my cooking."

Liang Qingchen looked at the plate of exquisite and beautiful pastries and couldn't help feeling a little surprised. Zhao Zhao had been married into the palace for so many years, and she had never even entered the kitchen a few times, let alone cooking. Now she could actually make pastries? And the pastries looked pretty good.

Liang Qingchen sat down, picked up a lotus cake with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. He had originally tried it with the determination to test whether it was poisonous, but he did not expect that the cake tasted unexpectedly good.

It is crispy, soft, slightly sweet and not greasy, mixed with the fresh lotus flavor, and the fragrance lingers on your lips and teeth after eating.

Jiang Muyu looked at him expectantly: "How is it?"

Although she was confident in her craftsmanship, she still felt a little nervous when Liang Qingchen tasted her food.

Liang Qingchen swallowed the tea, nodded, and said, "I'm afraid the cooking skills of the cooks in the kitchen are not as good as yours."

She didn't expect to receive such high praise from him. She smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty. If you like, I can make a lot of cakes and make them for you in different ways every day."

"Where did Zhao Zhao learn to make these pastries?"

She was stunned by his question. She almost forgot that the original owner was a daughter of a marquis who had never touched women. She couldn't say that she knew how to make pastries.

She bit her lower lip and said teasingly, "I, I learned it from Master Liu."

Liang Qingchen nodded in understanding and did not continue to question. Master Liu used to be a member of the Yu Kitchen, specializing in making palace cakes, so it was not surprising that he knew these things.

He picked up another piece of cake and ate it. Suddenly, his eyes caught sight of her hand. He immediately put down his chopsticks, frowned, and said, "Why are you so careless?"

Jiang Muyu was still feeling guilty and was trying to find a better excuse to cover up her lie, but suddenly she heard him say this and was confused for a moment, "Ah?"

Liang Qingchen stood up and brought a small white porcelain bottle and a small handkerchief soaked in alcohol.

He took Jiang Muyu's hand and lifted up his sleeve.

She then remembered that the back of her hand was accidentally splashed with oil when she was frying lotus cakes. She had often been burned in the past, so she didn't take it seriously. Unexpectedly, the skin of this body was too delicate, and a slight burn caused a big blister to appear, with a red circle around it.

Liang Qingchen blew gently on her wound and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Muyu felt itchy in her heart and her face blushed. She whispered, "It doesn't hurt."

"I'll apply some medicine to you first. Tomorrow I'll puncture the blister and drain the water. Then I'll apply medicine for a few days and it will be healed."

As he spoke, he gently wiped the back of her hand with an alcohol wipe.

A cool touch came over her, and she lowered her head to look at the man in front of her who was carefully treating her wounds, and her heart suddenly softened.

Jiang Muyu's parents in the modern world died early, and she was raised by her aunt. Although her aunt treated her very well, they were not her biological parents after all, so she always dared not bother her aunt when she encountered problems.

My aunt is very busy with her business and has to go on business trips every now and then. The only thing I can do is to meet her material needs.

She learned to take care of herself very early on, and even when she was sick and hospitalized later, she handled it all by herself.

No one has ever cherished Liang Qingchen as much as she did a fragile object.

Even so, he treated her as someone else.

"Liang Qingchen." She spoke in a low voice.

"Hmm?" Liang Qingchen raised her head. Under her long and thick eyelashes were a pair of ink-black eyes, clear and beautiful, with her reflection in them.

"It's okay, I just called you."

Someone who has never been treated kindly will surrender at the slightest kindness.

She shook her head and warned herself in her heart: "Jiang Muyu, don't be so useless. They are just paper people."

Liang Qingchen applied the medicine and reminded her, "Stay away from cold water these days."

"Okay." She packed up her lunch box and hurriedly left the academy.

In the evening, Jiang Muyu packed up early and went to bed. When Liang Qingchen came in, she was already breathing evenly and the quilt had slipped to her legs.

He pulled up the quilt, but his eyes fell on the large area of ​​fair and delicate skin exposed by her untied belt. The faintly visible ravines rose and fell with her breathing, and he only felt a heat rushing to somewhere from nowhere.

Jiang Muyu, who was lying on the bed and was completely unaware of what was happening, suddenly turned over at this moment, and her already loose white undershirt completely spread out...

Liang Qingchen hurriedly wrapped her tightly in a quilt, her face flushed, "She, she's not wearing a bellyband..."

Although they have been married for many years, Jiang Muyu has always dressed conservatively when sleeping, and sex is more like a routine. She is weak, so he is often stopped before he is satisfied. Over time, he has lost interest in this matter.

Yesterday it was only because they hadn't had sex for nearly two months that he wanted to fulfill his husband's responsibilities, but she happened to have her period so he just brushed it off.

But what's going on now? Is it a disguised seduction? What's wrong with Zhao Zhao recently?

However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not have anticipated that the person in front of him had completely changed his mind.

In fact, Jiang Muyu had no intention of seducing him, but she just couldn't change her habit of sleeping without underwear after many years. She was already cautious by not sleeping naked.