What? !
The princess wants to take all this food away?
What did she just say?
She said she would keep the portion she wanted and give the rest to them!
How could they change their minds so quickly!
Moreover, even if His Highness the Crown Prince came, he couldn't eat this much!
Someone couldn't help but lament, "Princess..."
Yuan Yao immediately understood what they meant.
She held up her short little fingers and counted.
I made eight bowls of double-skin milk pudding and ten bowls of ginger milk curd.
She had a bowl, the Ninth Prince had a bowl, Danqing had a bowl, Yu'er had a bowl, and the newly arrived Crown Prince had a bowl...
But she still wanted to save a bowl for Yun Chan, that little sullen one.
The little tiff saved her today, but the guards didn't mention it, and she forgot to tell the Ninth Prince.
A life-saving grace must be repaid!
Yuan Yao counted on her fingers: "How about this, I'll take five portions each, and you can divide the rest among yourselves!"
"Thank you, Princess!"
For a moment, the imperial chefs were quite excited.
Although there isn't much left, it would be nice to have even just a taste!
Place the two types of milk into trays and pots, and the custard buns are ready.
As soon as the steamer lid was lifted, steam billowed out, revealing plump, white custard buns that looked fluffy and soft, exuding a rich milky aroma.
That's the taste!
Because there were many people, Yuan Yao specially asked Yu'er to make them smaller, so there were many pieces, and each person in the kitchen could get at least one.
Yuan Yao had someone bring over some exquisite small porcelain plates, three to a plate, making a total of five small plates. She also brought over several food boxes and waved to the imperial chefs: "See you tomorrow."
Having spent the afternoon with Yuan Yao, the imperial chefs genuinely liked her and greeted her with smiles, "Princess, take care."
After leaving the kitchen, Yuan Yao asked Danqing, who was holding her, "Sister Danqing, do you know where the little prince of Chu lives?"
The young prince of Chu?
Danqing thought for a moment and replied, "The young prince of Chu lives in Yuquan Palace, which is very close to our Qianhua Palace."
"That's wonderful!" Yuan Yao said happily.
As soon as she spoke, the palace maids carrying desserts in front slowed down.
Yuan Yao said softly, "Sister Danqing, please have someone keep a copy of each item, pack them in a food box, put the milk in the ice chest, and keep the milk warm. I'll go to Yuquan Palace later."
Although Danqing was puzzled, she still replied, "Okay."
So, before entering the Moonlit Palace, Danqing called out to the two palace maids who were walking at the back: "Keep two portions of each of these three tea snacks. Keep one portion in the side hall and send the other portion to the side hall to be chilled in an ice chest. Don't let anyone touch it."
The palace maids obeyed and withdrew.
Even before they reached the palace, Yuan Yao exclaimed happily, "Father, I'm back!"
Before the person even arrived, the child's sweet voice could be heard.
Danqing carried her and walked faster until they reached the door, where he put her down.
Inside the main hall, the Ninth Prince sat at his desk, while to his left sat a young master dressed in a bright yellow brocade robe.
The young master was not tall, and his skin was not very fair, as if he had been practicing martial arts for many years and was tanned. He was a sturdy child.
He turned his head and smiled at Yuan Yao, revealing a pair of cute tiger teeth: "Little Yao'er."
Yuan Yao quickly stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Yao'er greets Your Highness the Crown Prince."
The Crown Prince looked her up and down and smiled, "My father sent me to deliver something to His Majesty, and also to see if you've grown taller."
Yuan Yao straightened up and said with a smile, "Yao'er hasn't grown taller, but Your Highness has come at just the right time. The kitchen has prepared some delicious food, so Your Highness can have a taste."
"Really?" The crown prince deliberately put on an expectant expression. "Then I'm in for a treat."
"cough……"
The cough of the Ninth Prince came from beside the desk.
Is Daddy jealous?
Yuan Yao found it somewhat amusing.
Yuan Yao quickly strode over to the Ninth Prince's side and said obsequiously, "Father, the food that Sister Yu'er made is so delicious, Father must eat more."
"Hmm." The Ninth Prince raised his beautiful chin, his expression blank.
Yuan Yao hurriedly instructed the palace servants to bring up the milk and custard buns, arranging them neatly.
The Ninth Prince glanced at him disdainfully, and the corners of his lips unconsciously turned up.
The Crown Prince, unable to contain himself, asked with curiosity upon seeing them, "Sister Yao'er, what are these? I've never seen them before in the palace..."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Yao picked up the celadon bowl and explained, "This is called double-skin milk, and it's made with milk, sugar, and egg whites."
"Double-skin milk?" The prince picked up a spoon and was about to stir it.
"Wait a minute!" Yuan Yao quickly called out to him.
The prince was so frightened he almost dropped his spoon.
Yuan Yao demonstrated: "You have to use a spoon to scoop it up and drink it. If you stir it, you won't get the same feeling."
Upon hearing this, the prince decisively scooped up a spoonful and savored it carefully.
A moment later, his eyes lit up: "This tastes really good."
listen!
Even the Crown Prince said it was delicious!
This is definitely a business opportunity!
Yuan Yao was a little smug, and pointed to another bowl: "Your Highness, try another bowl, it's called ginger milk curd."
The prince nodded, picked up the white glazed bowl, and took a sip: "This one is not bad either!"
"Right, right?"
"Um!"
The prince kept his head down and drank several more mouthfuls.
Yuan Yao then pointed to the small buns on the plate: "These are called custard buns, Your Highness, please try them!"
The prince did as instructed and tasted each item: "Excellent! They're even better than the tea and snacks made by the imperial kitchen!"
He squinted his eyes slightly, seemingly quite satisfied.
Yuan Yao felt like her soul was about to leave her body.
She could almost see the money beckoning to her...
At the head of the table, the Ninth Prince tasted each dish, took a sip of tea, and then said, "Your Highness, as the heir apparent, you must restrain yourself and consider your own safety. You should not eat more than three bites at a time."
Today, you have already passed.
Upon hearing this, the prince, who was about to put the spoon in his mouth, suddenly put it back into the bowl.
He glanced reluctantly at the bowl, then looked at the Ninth Prince, and suddenly felt a little deflated: "My father made me take the Ninth Prince as my teacher. Can't I even eat a little more here with you?"
The Ninth Prince slowly took a sip of ginger milk curd and said coldly, "No."
"All right."
The prince was deeply disappointed and put the bowl down.
Upon seeing this, Yuan Yao shuddered.
The opportunity to win her favor has arrived!
She cleared her throat and said in a childish voice, "Daddy, please let His Highness the Crown Prince have a few more sips! I've been working so hard all afternoon to prepare this; it would be such a waste if he didn't finish it!"
Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince glanced at her gratefully and looked expectantly at the Ninth Prince.
The Ninth Prince's brows remained unmoved: "No."
Yuan Yao: "..."
Her father is so cold and heartless!
How infuriating!
Fortunately, she had made two preparations!
Yuan Yao perked up and winked at the Crown Prince: "Your Highness, shouldn't you go back now?"
The Crown Prince glanced at the time, stood up, and bowed to the Ninth Prince: "If Your Highness does not accept me as a disciple today, I will come again another day. I will return to the Eastern Palace now."
"Your Highness, let me see you off!" Yuan Yao stood up as well.
The cold, alluring eyes of the Ninth Prince turned to look at her.
Yuan Yao forced a smile and said, "Father, I secretly drank some milk in the kitchen. I need to go out to digest my food!"
As she spoke, she ignored the Ninth Prince, grabbed the Crown Prince's sleeve, and urged him to hurry outside.
The Ninth Prince stared at the two short-legged children, narrowed his eyes, and coldly asked Danqing, "Is the princess lying? Tell me, what is she going to do?"
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