Chu Caiwei joyfully accepted the exquisite jujube and yam cake from Meixiang's hands. A brilliant smile graced her face as she softly said to Li Qianwan, "Mother, you have always been fond of this jujube and yam cake, so I have specially tried to make it myself, hoping it will suit your taste. I beg you to taste it and see how it compares to the one prepared by the imperial chef."
With a touch of anticipation and delight, Li Qianwan carefully picked up a small piece of jujube and yam cake and placed it in her mouth. She chewed gently, savoring the delicious flavor of the cake melting on her tongue. Gradually, a unique sweetness spread throughout her mouth, intoxicating her.
Li Qianwan couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise, and exclaimed: "Oh my God, my Wei'er can actually make such a delicious date paste and yam cake! The taste is far beyond that of the royal chef!" Her tone was full of surprise and pride, as if she saw the endless potential and talent in her daughter.
Mei Xiang quickly interrupted, "Your Majesty, you may not know this, but our Princess personally went to Tianxiang Tower to learn how to make this pastry from a pastry chef! She tried many times in her residence, and after going through countless hardships, she finally succeeded!"
Hearing this, Chu Caiwei couldn't help but glare at Meixiang and scolded her coquettishly, "Okay, you're the one who talks too much!"
Seeing this, Li Qianwan hurriedly called Eunuch Lin and ordered: "Go to the Qianqing Palace quickly and send some to His Majesty! This is a delicious dish cooked by the Eighth Princess herself. His Majesty must taste it!" Her tone was full of anticipation and excitement, as if she hoped that this opportunity would enhance the relationship between father and daughter.
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