Su An's mind went completely blank for a moment.
The emperor wants to stay at her house??
Even if she wanted to die, she didn't need to do it in such a stupid way, did she?
Su An immediately prepared to refuse, but Chu Yi's gaze then became increasingly threatening.
A silent sense of crisis is spreading.
Su An squeezed Li Guihua's hand, which was also slightly sweaty, offering silent comfort, before bracing himself and replying, "Since Your Majesty is willing to condescend to such a high position, then please."
Seeing her like this, Chu Yi's face immediately showed a satisfied expression, and he snorted coldly as he turned back to the carriage.
Su An didn't know how she got back to the shop on the way.
His heart was pounding, and he kept telling Li Guihua and the three little ones to stay out of the way and that he would be in charge of entertaining the emperor.
Thinking of the emperor's capricious and arrogant nature, Su An pondered and had Jian Yi call Mudan to the shop and arrange for her to be entertained with songs and dances.
When Chu Yi first heard that there was a song and dance performance, his anger dissipated as if the clouds had vanished, and he sat in the main seat with great interest.
"How can this dilapidated countryside produce decent song and dance? Let me see."
Su An chuckled dryly and slapped his hands twice. Peony and the musician, who were already prepared, entered from outside the door.
"This small place can't compare to the capital, a place rich in talent and resources. I wonder if His Majesty is satisfied?" Su An said simply and politely, then fell silent.
Anyway, these two are old acquaintances, so there's no need for her to introduce them!
As expected, Chu Yi raised an eyebrow and glanced at Mudan, who couldn't help but meet his gaze guiltily.
The two stared at each other, and an awkward silence fell over them.
Peony lowered her eyes shyly and timidly: "This humble servant is...unworthy, so...shameless?"
Chu Yi: "..."
This was an implicit agreement, and Peony was extremely uneasy. Accompanied by the musician's playing, she skillfully displayed her alluring dance moves, but her movements and expressions looked stiff no matter how she looked at them.
Even though Su An was a layman, he could see that Peony was extremely embarrassed.
She choked on her water and stubbornly held back from coughing.
I thought that these two, being a ruler and his subject, and a master and his servant, were at least more familiar with each other than I was, and that they could at least ease the awkward atmosphere. But what happened now?
I'm numb!
After watching for a short while, Chu Yi impatiently slammed his hand on the table, his eyes filled with disdain: "Alright, take it down. What kind of nonsense are you spouting that dares to offend my eyes!"
The reason they weren't sentenced to death is because this peony is still useful!
"Yes!" But Peony didn't even turn her head and fled without hesitation.
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the private room became even more tense.
Just as Su An was racking her brains, continuing to think of a program to welcome the leader, Chu Yi suddenly shot her a disappointed and displeased look:
"Country girl, how exactly do you bewitch the Imperial Uncle and win his favor?"
"Come here and show me your seductive tricks."
"Huh?" Su An's brain crashed, then slowly restarted, and she met Chu Yi's teasing gaze in a daze.
What the hell is this human talking about?
Now that there were no outsiders in the room, Chu Yi acted like a wicked superior, without any restraint.
Seeing that Su Yi remained motionless, his already impatient mood flared up even more, and he said angrily, "What, could it be that that cripple has caught your eye, while I can't get my hands on you anymore!"
"In your eyes, I'm not even as good as a cripple, is that it?!"
Su An: "...Wait, no..."
That lunatic!
She suddenly stood up, her face showing a boldness, and said, "Since Your Majesty is so enthusiastic, please come with me. The secret Your Majesty wants to know is right there."
"Huh?!" Chu Yi suddenly choked up halfway through his tirade, his curiosity successfully piqued.
Seeing that Su An didn't wait for him and quickly walked out, he snorted coldly and followed.
Upon arriving at the kitchen, Su An pointed to the various ingredients piled on the table and declared confidently, "Look, this is my cooking skill. If Your Majesty wishes to compare, then let's get started: Goubuli steamed buns!"
Chu Yi frowned and looked around with disgust. Upon hearing these words, his eyes twitched unexpectedly, and he turned pale with shock.
"What are you doing? What dog?"
"You want me to cook?!"
Seeing his colorful expressions, Su An wanted to laugh, but raised her chin righteously and said, "That's right, the prince especially likes my cooking skills and always comes to learn from me personally."
"Even the Prince knows how to make these buns. Since Your Majesty is more skilled than the Prince, surely you don't know how?"
Her tone carried a subtle, obvious provocation, and Chu Yi's face quickly darkened, filled with anger and disdain.
"I am a man of vast learning and exceptional talent; how could I possibly be inferior to that cripple!"
He rushed to the table with a blazing fire in his hand, shouting, "You only need to tell me how to do it once, and I will definitely do it faster than a cripple!"
If the timing hadn't been inappropriate, Su An would have loved to burst out laughing.
Unexpectedly, the enraged emperor turned out to be like a spoiled child; aside from being a brat, he was barely manageable.
However, Su An naturally dared not laugh at this moment. He held back for a while, cleared his throat, and then slowly and methodically began to give instructions from the side.
However, the idea is wonderful.
She had barely given a few instructions when this precious emperor spilled the entire bag of flour!
Su An's temples throbbed, and he had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and demonstrate.
Kneading dough is quite tedious, and fearing that the emperor would become even more impatient, Su An took the initiative to speak: "Your Majesty, have you ever heard the joke about Goubuli steamed buns?"
Chu Yi was indeed in a bad mood, but he was naturally unwilling to admit defeat. He was irritable and didn't say anything, but his ears twitched.
As Su An spoke, he burst into laughter:
"Baozi accompanied his wife back to her parents' home. As soon as they entered, his sister-in-law offered him a steamed bun, but he said he would eat it later. His sister-in-law insisted on stuffing it into his mouth, and after he dodged it, she said to her mother-in-law: 'Mom, this Goubuli steamed bun is authentic. Look, he really doesn't care about it!'"
"Ha—" Chu Yi couldn't help but chuckle, "So this is what Goubuli steamed buns are like, that's quite novel."
"Wait, is this a case of people ignoring steamed buns, or dogs ignoring them...? Hmm, it's actually a sarcastic remark? Hahaha!"
Chu Yi, who was a beat slow to react, initially just chuckled, but then burst out laughing.
His surprised reaction after pondering it made Su An laugh even harder.
This dry humor makes it easy to manipulate the ancients.
The two burst into hearty laughter, which stunned Jianyi and Fuhai, who were guarding outside the door.
They looked at each other in bewilderment.
Is it haunted inside?
"Quickly, tell me a few more of these jokes, I haven't had enough!"
Since he had nothing better to do, Su An was just trying to kill time. He uttered a series of awkward, dry jokes that made the mad emperor laugh so hard he almost cramped up.
As evening approached, the exhausted couple finally came to their senses and realized that they had made so many steamed buns that they had piled up into a small mountain.
Su An pressed on with further provocation: "How can you not enjoy the fruits of your hard work? Your Majesty, hurry, there's one last step: steaming buns. You have to taste the flavor of your own hands!"
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