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When the butler knocked on the door of the Assistant Minister couple who had entered for an unknown number of times this month, and reported, "The Prince Zhan has come, and is already waiting in the front hall," the Lord Assistant Minister no longer had his initial nervousness and formality.

Recently, the Prince Zhan would visit the Assistant Minister’s Residence every day whenever he had something to do. He would casually sit in the front hall and drink one or two pots of tea before he casually asked a question like, "Do you need to amend yesterday's report or not? I plan to pass it to the Emperor to review tomorrow."

Lord Assistant Minister replied and continued to wait respectfully at the side. At this time, Lord Assistant Minister was much more casual, he would not stand to the point where his legs were numb.

If nothing unexpected happened, Prince Zhan would only lower his head and drink his tea. No one knew what he was thinking, but he would not speak to Lord Assistant Minister again. Lord Assistant Minister felt that it was about time for dinner, "It's getting late, if you don't mind, I'll eat here." Lord Assistant Minister greeted him like usual.

Just as Lord Assistant Minister expected, she replied with a light "Alright".

Lord Assistant Minister was already used to it, he always came back often. Not for any reason, it seemed that it was just for the sake of eating a meal together, and sometimes even when they were eating, they would disappear, but he did not notice that when Prince Zhan was not eating anymore, it was also when his daughter, Nangong Waner, was eating in the small kitchen.

As the Prince Zhan entered and left the Assistant Minister’s Residence frequently, many rumors and rumors circulated within the palace. All the officials of the imperial court passed down the information to the Prince Zhan, gaining his recognition.

The Lord Assistant Minister was embarrassed, now, after asking for visits, he received invitations to go to the feast, which were handed over to the Assistant Minister’s Residence one by one. Lord Assistant Minister really didn't know how to explain it, because he didn't know when, but he realized that even in the morning when the Emperor looked at him, he was filled with an amiable expression.

Lord Assistant Minister felt a lot of pressure, because if he went to court, he would be surrounded and forced by the officials to fawn over him.

It might have been yesterday or the day before, but there was a good saying in Shangjing's circle of gossip, saying that Prince Zhan had treated the terminally ill Nangong Waner with good intentions. After getting along with him for a long period of time, the pity in Prince Zhan had turned into love, and now, Prince Zhan loved Nangong Waner to the point where he couldn't even extricate himself.

Hence, the posts that they were looking for to visit Nangong Waner were handed over to the Assistant Minister’s Residence one by one. Since they couldn't find a way to break through the Prince Zhan, they tried to find a way out of it from Nangong Waner.

Lord Assistant Minister naturally understood that, in his heart, he and Prince Zhan should avoid suspicion. However, Prince Zhan acted as if he had never heard of it, coming to Assistant Minister’s Residence as if he had nothing better to do.

Lord Assistant Minister didn't understand and decided not to think about it anymore. As expected, the Prince Zhan who wanted to eat together with him had disappeared without a trace.

In Nangong Waner's courtyard, Nangong Waner was squatting in front of the stove and lighting a fire.

"Cough, cough …" Ahh, don't say it Ju Xiang, this visiting post is really useful to have a fire, if it goes on, I will also have a fire. Yes, the posts were thrown into the kitchen untouched by Nangong Waner and lit a fire.

Nangong Waner saw that the fire was still not as hot as the one in Prince Zhan, so he lowered his head and opened his eyes to take a look at the stove. His right hand held onto a palm-leaf fan and he fanned it with all his might, "Cough, cough … Not good... The smoke grew bigger … Ju Xiang, run!

Hearing this, Ju Xiang also ran out of the kitchen skillfully, with Nangong Waner following closely behind, he bent down and coughed a few times.

It was unknown when Prince Zhan appeared in front of Nangong Waner again, but he had said this to him more than once, "You're a demon, right?

Prince Zhan reached out his hands to help Nangong Waner up from her coughing state, then turned his hands to face her, and even turned her head a few times, before looking at Nangong Waner and laughing, "I thought you had improved and burned a pile of good papers to make a card for me to kowtow to. You actually still turned me into a black face, quickly go wash, I'll go light the fire!" With that said, Prince Zhan walked into the small kitchen.

The more Nangong Waner fought against the stove, the braver she got. She washed up with the black ash on her face, and after that, she headed back to the kitchen. She saw the tall and big body of the Prince Zhan squatting in front of her stove, looking extremely serious.

Nangong Waner looked at the kitchen for a while. The kitchen was a little messy because of her, but the Prince Zhan looked calm and indifferent, as if she was emitting light. Nangong Waner could even see the Prince Zhan's brocade robes. They were tightly intertwined, and the fingers that were adding firewood looked very long and straight. The sleeves were exquisite to the point of being sewn with broken jade to make buttons, so the clothes must be very luxurious. Nangong Waner also didn't know what he was looking at, but he was a little stunned.

Slowly, he regained his senses, and silently squatted over. As he looked at the stove, he frowned: "You should still teach me, I don't need your help to go back and forth."

The Prince Zhan frowned slightly at Nangong Waner's somewhat cold words, then turned serious and said to Nangong Waner, "It's not that difficult, the skill of creating a fire doesn't care if you need to focus on it, just by looking at this fire, if you get too passionate towards it, it might burn out and suffocate to death. If you try to add too much firewood, it might lose its supply and go out instantly, and in addition, you need to occasionally observe its direction, and if it continued to burn on the left, you should think of a way to the right.

After Prince Zhan finished speaking, he looked at Nangong Waner with concentration, as if he was asking if there was any question. Nangong Waner also looked at him, her two beautiful eyebrows were knitted together, her face full of seriousness.

Nangong Waner, "…", did not even know what to say.

When the Prince Zhan saw this, he seemed to have thought of something and slowly added, "As long as the fire is reduced, it is very likely to be extinguished. If it is extinguished, it would be difficult to ignite it from the beginning.

Nangong Waner, "..."

"Cough cough, I suddenly remembered that you've been interacting with my dad so many times. You often need to come to my house to eat. Why don't you come to my kitchen? My culinary arts are much better than that big kitchen." Nangong Waner made a suggestion that he thought to be very good.

The Prince Zhan seemed to have also thought about it for a while, and he had finally reached an agreement.

Nangong Waner did not say anymore and immediately stood up and went to cook.

After watching the entire process, Ju Xiang could not help but secretly laugh outside the door. The Prince Zhan was indeed not a normal person, and people who could cause their young miss to lose face were truly rare.