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Lin Jie didn't know which part of his tendons was wrong, but he suddenly ran into the kitchen, chased out the kitchen maid and the servants, and then played around blindly by himself in the kitchen.

The kitchen door was closed, and then the cook and the servants crowded around the door, listening to the clatter of the dishes inside, but no one dared to go in.

Shen Qinghan had just returned from the palace, obviously it was already time for dinner, but no one had called for him, so Shen Qinghan called for Jiang Yang to ask.

When Jiang Yang returned, his expression was extremely ugly.

"What's wrong?"

Shen Qinghan asked indifferently.

"Your Highness, the kitchen hasn't cooked today."

Jiang Yang replied.

"Why?"

Shen Qinghan frowned slightly.

"Because... crown princess has taken over the kitchen … "

Jiang Yang cleared his throat, and stammered.

"Hegemonical?"

Shen Qinghan was startled.

Jiang Yang nodded.

Hearing that, Shen Qinghan sighed helplessly, and stood up from his chair, and said: "Come, let's go take a look."

With that, Jiang Yang left with Shen Qinghan.

When they arrived outside the kitchen, they saw that the kitchen maid and the servants had surrounded the kitchen, chattering non-stop.

Seeing this, Shen Qinghan could not help but frown.

"Your Highness?"

It was unknown who shouted, but everyone turned their heads, and when they saw Shen Qinghan, they immediately knelt down.

"Greetings, your majesty."

"Everyone, get up."

Shen Qinghan said coldly, then turned his gaze towards the tightly shut kitchen door, "Who can tell me, what is going on?"

"Reporting to Your Highness, crown princess suddenly came to the kitchen two hours ago, chased all of the servants out, and then shut the door. Then, he was all by himself in the kitchen, doing something unknown …"

The servant hurriedly replied.

"This Lin Jie..."

Shen Qinghan sighed, at last, he raised his leg and slowly walked towards the kitchen. When he reached the door, Shen Qinghan opened it.

The kitchen door was opened, and smoke lingered in the air. When Shen Qinghan entered, his eyebrows could not help but frown, following that, he smelt a light fragrance drifting over. He stopped in his tracks, and finally saw Lin Jie, who had just turned around.

When Lin Jie heard the door opening, he subconsciously turned his head back. When he saw Shen Qinghan standing in front of the door, he was startled.

"Why are you here?"

Lin Jie's entire body was covered with flour, and he looked at Shen Qinghan in shock.

"I should be asking you that."

Shen Qinghan raised his head and looked at Lin Jie who was in a sorry state, with flour all over his face and hair, and rubbed between his brows, "What are you doing?"

"Make a bun!"

Lin Jie blinked his eyes.

"Make buns?"

Shen Qinghan was a little confused, "Why are you making a bun?"

Lin Jie curled his lips, turned around and took down the buns one by one, then said indifferently: "I suddenly want to eat buns, and then steam a few, isn't that too much?"

"Up to you."

However, after he finished saying that, Shen Qinghan regretted it. The bamboo steamer was densely packed with white and fat big buns.

Lin Jie picked up a steamer and walked out.

Shen Qinghan stretched out her hand to stop him, her brows knitted very heavily. "Where are you going?"

"Give these to the others to eat. How about I eat them all by myself?"

Lin Jie rolled his eyes.

"You're just going to go out like this?"

Shen Qinghan stared at the flour on Lin Jie's face.

"What's wrong with me?"

Lin Jie looked at himself disapprovingly, and did not feel that anything was amiss.

Shen Qinghan helplessly sighed before slowly reaching his hand out towards Lin Jie's face.

Lin Jie's eyes froze, his body froze, and he did not dare move an inch.

"Here."

In the end, under Lin Jie's stupefied gaze, Shen Qinghan reached out his hand and used his fingertips to gently wipe the flour off the tip of his nose.

"Steamed Bun's going to get cold!"

's heart fiercely jumped, and he suddenly skipped a beat, to the point where he couldn't control himself at all. Lin Jie's face became hot, and he immediately dodged Shen Qinghan's hand, went around Shen Qinghan, and walked outside in large strides.

Shen Qinghan, somewhat puzzled, stayed where he was, his hand still hanging in the air as he slowly retracted it back.

"Crazy, truly crazy."

Lin Jie muttered non-stop as he walked out.

Lin Jie felt that he had really gone mad.

He was actually blushing and beating his heart at a man who was even taller than him. Wasn't this insane?

Because of Lin Jie, it was so late to have lunch.

On the table, Shen Qinghan was leisurely eating lunch, while Lin Jie was awkwardly digging through the empty bowl.

"What are you thinking?"

When he saw Lin Jie holding onto the empty bowl, Shen Qinghan put down his chopsticks and asked.

"What are you thinking about?"

Lin Jie was startled.

"Your bowl is empty."

Shen Qinghan said helplessly.

He laughed dryly, and didn't know how to reply to Shen Qinghan. Suddenly, he glanced at the steamed buns he had made on the table, and pushed the buns in front of Shen Qinghan, changing the topic, "Do you want to eat buns? They all say it's delicious. "

"No need, I'm full."

Shen Qinghan glanced at the bun and said indifferently.

Finally, Shen Qinghan stood up and walked towards the hall.

Lin Jie curled his lips.

After lunch, Shen Qinghan and Lin Jie sat in the hall to rest.

"Shen Qinghan, why do I feel like you dislike me so much?"

Lin Jie lazily sat on the chair and could not help but ask.

"Do you only know how to ask boring questions?"

Shen Qinghan took a sip of the hot tea and said coldly.

"There's nothing I can do. I'm just like that, a bored person asking boring questions. Is that right?"

Lin Jie said while half-joking.

"It's not funny."

Shen Qinghan was expressionless.

"Tsk."

Lin Jie snorted.

At this time, Jiang Yang walked in with big strides.

"Your Highness, Mistress."

Jiang Yang didn't think that Lin Jie was also here.

"What's wrong?"

Shen Qinghan drank his tea slowly.

"The Prime Minister Zhang sent a message over."

Jiang Yang handed over a letter in his hands.

"Prime Minister Zhang?"

Lin Jie curiously looked at it, "What kind of post is it?"

Shen Qinghan opened the scroll and closed it, then said, "Prime Minister Zhang's 50th birthday, he invited us to go together with him."

"Us?"

Lin Jie's eyes immediately lit up, "Then, can I go as well?"

"Stay within the estate."

Shen Qinghan lightly glanced at Lin Jie and said indifferently.