Chapter 142 Improving Food
"At most I will lose my fiefdom, but I can still live my happy life now, do you believe it?"
Of course I believe it.
She was right. Even though they were both princesses, Yanyu could not defeat her.
Only then did Yang realize what a stupid thing she had done. She was pushing her daughter into a dead end little by little.
Now she was completely panicked and slid off the chair. She didn't know whether her legs went limp from fear or she just knelt down.
"Princess, it's my fault."
"No matter how wrong it is, it's all my fault."
Bei Jingchu avoided her hand that was pulling her sleeve.
They are indeed mother and daughter, both love to pull each other's sleeves.
But my sister can pull her sleeves, but can Yang pull them whenever she wants?
"Your Highness, Yanyu is still young. She was instigated by me to be hostile to you."
"I will never do that again. I will make her obey my elder sister and never go against Your Highness again."
"You can kill me as you please, don't mind Yanyu's previous offense."
Is this really a four-year-old child?
It's so scary. There's no way the mother and daughter can defeat her.
After scaring Yang away, Bei Jingchu took the opportunity to leave.
Hungry. She hasn't had dinner yet.
When I went out, I bumped into Bei Yanyu.
When my sister saw her, she was like a mouse seeing a cat.
Bei Jingchu thought about it and realized that in addition to Yang's instigation, he had indeed been too harsh on her during this period.
She regained some of her kindness, cleared her throat, and raised her voice: "Xiao Yu'er, come here, come to your elder sister~"
Bei Yanyu was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears, "Sister, please don't be like this, I'm scared! Wuwuwuwuwuwu."
Bei Jingchu: “…”
Bei Yanyu didn't know what was going on in her mind. The expression on her face became more and more terrified. Finally, she turned around and ran for her life: "Help! My elder sister is possessed by a monster!"
Bei Jingchu: “…”
She gritted her teeth and thought she shouldn't be gentle to this brat.
Because she suddenly softened, Bei Yanyu was frightened and has been very well behaved for the past two days.
She didn't even have to go to the Princess Palace to look for someone. After school every day, she would happily follow him to the Xuanshi Palace.
The man who served tea and water was very attentive, although he ruined two of Bei Jingchu's cups.
The emperor was jealous of the lackey's appearance.
Bei Jingchu is the same. Although she has a maid, she just likes to order her younger sister around.
Look at her running around on her short legs, she looks very happy.
The emperor pulled up Bei Jingchu, who was being served leisurely, and Bei Yanyu, who had to massage her elder sister's legs since she was a child, and went to pay their respects to the empress dowager together.
When they arrived at the Renshou Hall, the Empress Dowager asked Aunt Hui to peel a green tangerine and picked up a petal with a silver fork to taste.
She nodded. "This orange is extra sweet. Heng'er, try it too."
The emperor tasted a piece and agreed without changing his expression: "It is indeed very sweet. Chu'er, try it too."
The emperor handed the fruit plate to Bei Jingchu.
Bei Jing thought it was strange at first, so she also forked a petal and put it in her mouth.
"......"
She controlled her expression and even smiled.
"It's so sweet, Yanyu also tasted it."
Bei Yanyu didn't suspect anything and directly forked out a big piece and stuffed it into her little mouth.
The next second: "yue~~~"
“So sour!”
Bei Yanyu wears a mask of pain.
The other three grandparents spat out the sour oranges they had just held in their mouths in a very coordinated manner.
After vomiting, Bei Yanyu was seen accusing the three bad guys with an aggrieved look.
Bei Jingchu sneered in a nasty way.
The Empress Dowager invited the three of them to have dinner in Renshou Hall. Bei Jingchu looked at the dishes he had been eating for three years and fell silent.
The chefs in the palace naturally have a lot of variety, but the problem is that she has been eating it for three years and is really getting tired of it now.
The table was full of stews, boiled dishes, fried, deep-fried and grilled food, and Bei Jingchu discovered a highlight.
"Aye, have you ever tried stir-frying vegetables?"
Apart from Bei Yanyu who was concentrating on picking up food, the other two people looked confused.
"Stir-fry...what is it?"
[Okay, I knew it. It seems that stir-frying has not been invented yet.]
[The God of Cooking is here. I must let them see the power of cooking! ]
The next day, Bei Jingchu went to instruct Chef Yu.
"It's this pot. After you add the oil and the ingredients, don't just leave it there."
"Take a spoon and turn it over."
"There are too few vegetables. You can put more stir-fry."
Chef Yu finally couldn't help but retort: "Your Highness, if you put too much food on top, the ones piled on top won't be cooked."
He didn't dare to interfere if His Highness wanted to do something new.
At worst, it may taste a little bit bad, and Your Highness can just take a bite and not eat it.
But if it is not cooked, the princess will get an upset stomach and he will be punished.
Bei Jingchu patiently explained: "Stir-frying is to ensure that it is heated evenly."
"Just use more spoons to fry it, it will be cooked, trust me."
Yu Chu stammered and was about to cry: "Your Highness, I believe you, but I don't trust my life."
"Ah, this..."
It seems a bit embarrassing for others, but she really is not here to fool people.
The stir-fry is really delicious.
"Then... if you don't want to fire me, I'll have to do it myself."
Yu Chu knelt down immediately, "That's even more unacceptable, Your Highness!"
"If you get hurt, I'll be finished."
Bei Jingchu crossed her arms and said, "So, you won't do it, and you won't let me do it... Are you blackmailing me morally?"
Chef Yu was puzzled: "What is moral kidnapping?"
Bei Jingchu gave Haoyue a wink, and the little girl finally had some tacit understanding with her.
Haoyue scolded, "You just do whatever His Highness tells you to do. Have you forgotten your duty by relying on His Highness' kindness?"
"If you don't obey my orders, I will punish you now, regardless of whether Your Highness has an upset stomach or not."
Chef Yu had no choice but to obey and do as Bei Jingchu instructed.
The pungent smell of oil smoke came out of the pot, not only from the chef, but also from the long smoke, which was hard to detect, and quietly reached Bei Jingchu's ears.
"Your Highness, is this really edible?"
Bei Jingchu: “…”
She was a little sad.
[Why don’t any of them believe me? Do I look so unreliable?]
Haoyue, who heard the inner voice, knew that his chance to show his loyalty had come.
Although her stomach was beating a little, she couldn't show it.
Haoyue encouraged Bei Jingchu: "I believe in Your Highness. Whatever Your Highness comes up with must be the best food in the world!"
"Your Highness is never wrong!"
Bei Jingchu: “…”
[Oh my god, this is even more outrageous! ]
[This is not trusting me, this is being a brain-dead fan. ]
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