When Nangong Waner finished cooking, Ju Xiang had already finished preparing the dishes. Nangong Waner had never treated Ju Xiang as an outsider, possibly because of the concept of everyone being equal in their bones, in Nangong Waner's heart, he had never divided the levels between them before. Thus, Ju Xiang, Nangong Waner and Prince Zhan were seated at the table in the courtyard.

Although Ju Xiang was trembling in fear in front of Prince Zhan and didn't dare to sit down, he still forcefully pushed her down and sat down beside him.

The Prince Zhan looked indifferent, but he had already started to eat gracefully. After eating the meat that Nangong Waner had cooked, he nodded his head in satisfaction, picked up another piece of meat, and sent it into Nangong Waner's bowl.

Nangong Waner was really pleased with his handiwork, he turned and showed it to Ju Xiang, "Ju Xiang, although little miss has been banned from eating, at least I'm intelligent, and am not proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Although I'm not proficient in everything, I'm still slightly knowledgeable in cooking, and it's because of this that our eating standards are still the same."

Ju Xiang also agreed with the part of the praise Nangong Waner gave him about his culinary skills, but he couldn't help but remind him, "Young miss, the monthly fees in the courtyard are customized, you know that as well. "Although we set up our own small kitchen, the ingredients are from the big kitchen. Some ingredients are not commonly used, and the big kitchen will also charge for our yard."

"Pa Da", upon hearing Ju Xiang's words, Nangong Waner could not help but drop the chopsticks in his hand, "Where are the ingredients that are not commonly used?"

Ju Xiang earnestly pointed to the plates on the table and slowly explained, "Miss, your eggs require people to run around the mountains. Your eggs require people to run around the mountains, your meat needs someone to fly around, your meat needs someone to fly around the mountains.

Nangong Waner could no longer control his convulsed face and asked calmly, "So we still have some money for this month?"

Ju Xiang looked at his young miss sincerely, and said cautiously, "I still owe the big kitchen five liang!" Saying that, he gestured a five with his hand.

Nangong Waner almost fainted.

He seemed to have thought of something, "My father became the Lord Assistant Minister, so why is the life in the manor even worse than before?"

"According to what the servants have said, because the Lord Assistant Minister was promoted, there are many people walking towards the center in a fawning manner, the lord is straightforward and honest, and there are also many who are sending people out, the Assistant Minister’s Residence does not have any business as support, so it is natural that they would not be able to handle this seemingly ordinary exchange of favors."

Nangong Waner was speechless. Looking at Prince Zhan again, she acted as if she did not hear anything as she continued to eat her meal gracefully.

"Is Prince Zhan's Mansion considered rich?" Although he had seen it before, Nangong Waner saw that all of them were fixed assets and was more concerned about working capital.

"He's as rich as a kingdom," Prince Zhan said lightly, shocking Nangong Waner, he gasped, and immediately checked to see if the courtyard door was shut properly, after confirming that there was no one around, he continued to ask.

"You can't speak carelessly. Be careful not to speak carelessly. The walls have ears, so someone with ulterior motives listens." Nangong Waner said with a serious expression.

The Prince Zhan didn't care at all, "Why would I lie to you? The Prince Zhan's Mansion is indeed as rich as a nation."

You lied, how could a prince like you be as rich as a kingdom? You have fought abroad for eight years, and only returned to the capital three years ago. Moreover, you are a brother of the same kinsman as the emperor, and you hold the military power. How could the emperor allow you to be as rich as a nation?

The Prince Zhan did not expect Nangong Waner to see the situation so clearly, as if he was extremely satisfied. He slowly approached Nangong Waner, who could not help but topple backwards, and when the Prince Zhan was about to reach Nangong Waner's face, he stopped. His expression was a little playful, but his eyes were deep and full of emotion.

Nangong Waner was dissatisfied with the close distance, and pushed the Prince Zhan back to his original position, "Then, was what I said wrong?"

The Prince Zhan laughed and then explained, "There is nothing wrong with that, but I have been guarding the border for the Emperor for eight years, and he feels guilty towards me, so the rewards he gives me every year are many. During my years in the war, there were also many spoils of war, a part of it was filled with the treasury, and another part was given to me by the Emperor to be sent to the Prince Zhan's Mansion. Although I have been back to the Shangjing for three years, the Prince Zhan's Mansion has more than ten years of accumulation.

"What's more …" Prince Zhan suddenly looked at Nangong Waner with shining eyes, with an ambiguous look, he looked straight at Nangong Waner and said: "I'm the only one in Prince Zhan's Mansion, there's no need to spend anything, no one is going to squander me!"

Nangong Waner really wanted to worship the Prince Zhan. In that moment of time, the image of the Prince Zhan in Nangong Waner's heart changed from the kitchen boy who was slowly lighting a fire in her kitchen to the God of Fortune, who was emitting the light of money.

As a result, Nangong Waner shamelessly calculated something with his curved eyebrows. This was because Prince Zhan had already seen the light that he was familiar with in her eyes, and it shone even brighter.

Nangong Waner thought for a while, then asked Prince Zhan with a curved face, "I wonder, does Your Highness have a marriage partner?"

Even though he was a Prince Zhan who had experienced the vicissitudes of life, even though he was a Prince Zhan who had experienced bloody battles, even though he was used to being lonely, even though he could already see through Nangong Waner's somewhat childish attitude, his heart still couldn't help but throb intensely, as if he was waiting for something.

Prince Zhan lightly placed his hand on his heart, trying his best to remain calm as he replied, "No …"

Nangong Waner seemed to be waiting for these two words. After hearing it, his face lit up even more as he grabbed onto Prince Zhan's hand that was caressing his chest with excitement. His eyes also seemed to be burning, "Then why don't you marry me and become a wangfei?"

With that, Nangong Waner added a few more sentences, which could be considered to increase the number of people willing to marry him, "I can cook, and not make a fuss, eat less, and spend less …"

It was the first time that Prince Zhan knew that his heartbeat could actually be this strong. It was so strong that he did not even hear what Nangong Waner said behind him.

"Alright …" Without waiting for Nangong Waner to finish speaking, the Prince Zhan answered quickly.

Nangong Waner was a little stunned, because the Prince Zhan had a serious expression and looked at him with a sincere expression. Nangong Waner thought that the Prince Zhan's eyes were shining like the stars, but now, she seemed to see herself in his eyes. Then he lowered his head and started to eat in silence.

"Yes," Prince Zhan softly answered before lowering his head to eat his meal.

On the other hand, Ju Xiang who was beside Nangong Waner could not remain calm, did something happen just now? Then, look at the Prince Zhan and her young miss eating blandly, was that just an illusion?

Ju Xiang was a little confused.