The next morning, a ray of warm sunlight poured into the room. Luo Lan opened her eyes slightly and felt a fragrance rushing into her nostrils. She sniffed hard, then turned her head and muttered to herself in surprise,
"It tastes like Mapo Tofu."
"My wife has a really good nose!"
Leng Yu's voice sounded at this time. He came to the bedside, and his smile was as warm as the spring breeze.
He half leaned over, placed his hands on the edge of the bed, looked into Luo Lan's big, crystal-clear eyes, and said gently:
"My dear, you're hungry, aren't you? I bought some fresh tofu this morning. It's soft and delicious. I asked the kitchen to make you some Mapo Tofu. It goes really well with rice. Come on, get up and eat!"
Hearing him say this, Luo Lan stretched out her arms, hugged his head directly, pouted her lips, and murmured coquettishly,
"My husband is so nice, give me a kiss before getting up!"
Leng Yu lowered his eyebrows and kissed her forehead, then held her frail body in his arms and helped her sit up, helping her tidy up her clothes while whispering softly,
"Of course my husband, would you please help me put on my clothes?"
"Okay, my husband will feed me later."
"OK……"
Their sweet conversation made Acai and Ahong, who were standing outside the door, couldn't help but smile secretly.
Luo Lan put on her clothes, and Ah Cai hurriedly brought in water for washing her face. She simply waved her hand and said, "Wash after you finish eating. I'm starving."
As soon as she finished speaking, she sat down at the table. Leng Yu sat opposite her and was about to speak when she grabbed the bowl and snatched it away, saying impatiently:
"I'd better do it myself. If I wait for you to feed me, all the gluttony in my stomach will come out."
After saying this, she began to wolf down the food in front of her.
Seeing her look so ugly due to being so hungry, Leng Yu felt both funny and distressed. Lan'er was really too tired this New Year. She had not had a good rest since the first day of the New Year, so from now on, he decided to spend some time with her.
After finishing two bowls of rice, Luo Lan finally raised her handkerchief to purse her lips, patted her stomach, and laughed embarrassedly.
"Husband, why don't you eat?"
Leng Yu raised the corner of his mouth, smiled gently and shook his head, "I'm not hungry, just watching you eat makes me full."
Leng Yu supported his chin with one hand and looked at Luo Lan who was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, his eyes full of love and tenderness.
Hearing him say this, Luo Lan blinked her sparkling eyes and said to A Cai who was standing not far away:
"Let me change my clothes. By the way, how many words did those seven guys write?"
Hearing her ask this, Ah Cai came over to dress her, chuckling softly.
"Princess, you don't know. I just went to see them. They have all become big cats. I heard that they got up early in the morning to write and didn't even have time to eat breakfast."
After Luo Lan applied her lipstick, she looked at her pretty face in the bronze mirror and said softly:
"It's really hard for them. I'll ask Ah Gang to go to the market to buy some chicken, fish and meat. I'll cook for them at noon."
Hearing this, Leng Yu was stunned at first, then hurriedly stopped him.
"My lady, this won't do. If you want to reward them, just ask the cook to cook. How can you do it yourself?"
"Yes, Princess, you don't know that the whole capital is talking about how you defeated General Wu and the Prince of Zhennan three games in a row on New Year's Eve. They say you are the reincarnation of a wonderful woman. How could you do something like cooking?"
"Why can't I do it?"
Luo Lan stood up, straightened the wrinkles on his collar, raised his eyebrows and said:
"I'm a human, not a god. No matter what others say, it can't affect what I do. Besides, those guys are writing furiously for me. If I don't do something, it would be unreasonable!"
Having said this, she looked at Leng Yu, blinked cunningly, stuck out her tongue and whispered softly:
"Actually, I'd rather cook than write."
Seeing that she didn't seem to be joking, Leng Yu said directly to A Cai:
"Just do as the princess says."
Ah Cai took the order and left. Leng Yu came to Luo Lan and hugged her waist from behind. Looking at the cute and charming little face in the bronze mirror, he rested his chin on her hair and said gently:
"My wife likes to cook, my husband will accompany you."
"What will you do?" She stretched out her fingers and pinched his face teasingly.
"Lan'er, teach me. Once I learn, I will cook delicious meals for you every day."
Hearing him say this, Luo Lan turned from his arms to face him, directly put her hands on his waist, and said affectionately:
"Is what my husband said true?"
"Of course it's true."
Leng Yu used his thin and cold lips to kiss his forehead gently like a chick pecking at rice. He seemed to feel that he could never kiss her enough.
Several people who were writing seriously in the study learned from Acai that the princess and the prince would personally cook a meal to reward them at noon today. This news was such a surprise to them that they felt as if they suddenly had strength in their bodies, and the pens in their hands began to move happily.
Luo Lan came to the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves, put his hands on his hips and looked at the ingredients in the kitchen, thinking about how many dishes to make.
Leng Yu stood beside her like a little follower, waiting to follow her instructions.
The two cooks and several new kitchen helpers were standing outside the door looking at the two people in the kitchen with puzzled expressions on their faces.
This was the first time that a princess had gone into the kitchen, especially one who was so famous in the capital.
"My dear, pick the celery for me, pick the cauliflower, and clean up the fish for me."
Hearing her words, the two cooks hiding outside the door hurried in and said flatteringly:
"Princess, let us do it. The prince is not good at this job."
Before Luo Lan could speak, Leng Yu raised his hand and said:
"You go down, I'll come."
Hearing this, the two cooks were stunned, but they quietly retreated and continued to lie at the door and watch.
Cleaning fish is a simple job, but it is still a bit difficult for Leng Yu. When Luo Lan had already sautéed the fish in the pot and was waiting for him to put it in, he turned around and found that not only the fish was covered in blood, but Leng Yu's face was also covered in blood.
Luo Lan looked at him in astonishment, and asked with a puzzled look.
"Husband, are you okay?"
Leng Yu raised the hand holding the knife and wiped the blood off his face, nodding with a smile, "It's not bad, killing a fish is harder than killing an enemy. His body is too slippery. Look, I even cut my finger."
As he spoke, he raised his finger that was cut by a knife in front of Luo Lan, and a wound was clearly visible on it.
Luo Lan didn't have time to think about it and hurriedly shouted:
"Hurry, put down the knife, wash your hands, and then I'll apply disinfectant on you."
"Don't be so nervous, it's just a minor injury."
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