C18

The Duke Palace's kitchen was very big. Because it wasn't time yet, a few cook s were chatting inside. When they saw Xuanyuan Zhan come over personally with Feng Yu, they immediately stood up and bowed respectfully.

"Your servant greets the prince and princess."

Feng Yu felt rather uncomfortable being bowed down by others, but Xuanyuan Zhan was actually quite used to using such a calm and indifferent tone to allow them to rise.

"The wangfei wants to cook it herself, wait on the side."

The cook s all lowered their heads in acceptance of the order. Six years ago, the Princess also liked to cook, so they immediately went to prepare the ingredients familiarly.

Xuanyuan Zhan carefully put her down, allowing her uninjured leg to hit the ground first. Then, he tried to gently put down her twisted leg, but Feng Yu casually hopped to the stove with one leg. He looked at the ingredients that the cook had brought, and picked up the carrot and eggplant, then skillfully cut them into pieces with a kitchen knife.

Xuanyuan Zhan stared at her hands and realized that although her movements were proficient, they were not standard practice. Of course, as a cartoon painter, where would he have the time to continuously cook?

Feng Yu picked up another piece of chicken breast meat and similarly chopped it into small pieces. She placed it in the pot to boil the water. Finally, she mixed the ingredients together with the flour and stirred it vigorously.

With one look, he was about to make pancakes. cook quickly started to fry the pancakes and was about to take the things in Feng Yu's hands to help him, but was stopped by Feng Yu.

"I'll do it myself. You guys can go rest."

The cook s looked at her helplessly. Usually, when masters cooked, they would direct their servants to do what they needed to do, while they themselves would only do one or two steps. Furthermore, they remembered that Feng Yu's culinary skills were not that good.

Feng Yu's intimacy made them a little uncomfortable and they naturally looked towards Xuanyuan Zhan. Xuanyuan Zhan lightly nodded to them and only then did they calmly stand to the side.

As expected, Feng Yu made pancakes, and patiently fried the pasta with many ingredients until both sides were golden in color. A sweet smell quickly wafted out, and Xuanyuan Zhan's heart was filled with anticipation.

Xuanyuan Zhan thought of the phoenix feather from six years ago, and the white dress made her look like a fairy. There was a blissful and bashful smile on his face, and his eyes were filled with gentleness.

"Your highness, I've specially made a few lotus roots for you. The lotus roots this year are also very tender. It's a good choice for you to make some cakes."

The golden lotus root cake carried the fragrance of lotus roots and the freshness of pork. After taking a bite, she poured the juices into her mouth. It was as sweet as her smile.

Xuanyuan Zhan's eyes revealed a tender and doting look, contrasting with his expressionless face, it was as though an iceberg had melted and he was intoxicated from the wine.

At this moment, Feng Yu turned her head and saw his expression. Surprisingly, she opened her eyes wide, thinking that she had seen wrongly, and with a blink of an eye, the expression on Xuanyuan Zhan's face returned to a frigid state. She was certain that she had seen wrongly.

Tsk, an iceberg or an iceberg, how could there be any other expressions?

Flipping the pancake, Feng Yu rolled her eyes. She picked up a small bowl and mixed a bowl of what looked like a delicious sauce. When she added salt, she secretly added two spoonfuls.

After the pancakes were ready, Feng Yu placed a plate of sauce on Xuanyuan Zhan and pushed it in front of him.

"Here, this is your portion. Try it."

Xuanyuan Zhan had long since detected her strangeness, but he couldn't resist the temptation of her pancakes. He picked one up with his chopsticks and dipped it in the sauce, sending it into his mouth.

Feng Yu opened her mouth in a slightly pleased manner, ready to watch a good show, but Xuanyuan Zhan just frowned lightly. In the next moment, he reached out and pressed on the back of her head, lowered his head and kissed her, then pushed that mouthful of pancake into her mouth.

Feng Yu did not think that he would do such a "intimate" thing. She was stunned on the spot, and hurriedly pushed him away after getting extremely salty, spitting out the pancake in her mouth.

"Pah pah pah! What are you doing?!"

Feng Yu grinded her teeth while staring at him with a questioning gaze. However, Xuanyuan Zhan simply swapped over a piece of pancake with ease, not touching the sauce as he ate it with gusto.

"The taste is not bad." Feng Yu was so angry that her face turned red.

Feng Yu snatched the plate from him and glared at him like a wild cat with bared fangs.

"You're too much, I won't give it to you to eat."

Xuanyuan Zhan put down the chopsticks in his hand, squinted his eyes, and a doting look surfaced in them once again.

"The one who goes overboard is you. You schemed against This King. This King only got his revenge. Furthermore, we are husband and wife, so it is inevitable that we share hardships and hardships together. 'salty' obviously needs to be tasted together."

Feng Yu was so angry that her nose was crooked. She wanted to reiterate that they had nothing to do with each other, but he wouldn't listen to these words. The two might even fall into a deadlock.

Feng Yu acted as if he was magnanimous and turned around to ignore him, changing the sauce once again. With the addition of the honey meticulously, she brought it to Dou Dou for him to eat.

Xuanyuan Zhan shook his head slightly at her stubborn look and shot a glance at the cook behind him. They immediately went forward, one holding a plate of pancakes, the other holding the sauce, while Xuanyuan Zhan carried Feng Yu once again and returned to the courtyard "in a rather large formation".

Dou Dou had been waiting anxiously for a while, but when he saw Feng Yu bringing food over, he could not hold it in. There was still a little time until the set time for the lightning rain.

Finally, when the patience was over, the servant girl who was waiting by the side immediately wiped his sweat with a silk handkerchief. Dou Dou, on the other hand, rushed towards Feng Yu with her short legs.

"Mother, it's so delicious." Dou Dou's face revealed incomparable happiness. Feng Yu lovingly wiped his sweat, completely ignoring Xuanyuan Zhan. Even Dou Dou had noticed that something was amiss.

"What's wrong with mother? Did Your Highness steal some cake made by her mother? "

Feng Yu laughed out loud, her taut face finally relaxing.

After that, the maid brought Dou Dou to take a bath, and Xuanyuan Zhan sent Feng Yu back to his room. Feng Yu still ignored him, and started to think that it would be better if she rushed out of the Duke's Mansion as soon as possible.

As soon as Feng Yu touched the bed, she closed his eyes and pretended to be tired from sleeping. After Xuanyuan Zhan left with much difficulty, she started to think of a plan.

Her luggage was in the side room. She seemed to have heard her servant mention it before. Right now, the biggest problem was her ankle.

If Xuanyuan Zhan didn't let Dou Dou and Feng Yu sleep together, and he accidentally touched her ankle, Feng Yu thought that she would agree to it in a few days.

The night was a good time to sneak out.

After everyone had fallen asleep, Feng Yu sneakily got up from the bed. She first went to the side room to retrieve her luggage, which contained all of her belongings. She had to take them away.

As soon as she entered the side room, she saw that her backpack was high on top of the closet. She picked up a stool and climbed up to reach it, but she was still a little short of that.

"Damned Xuanyuan Zhan, why did you put my things so high?" Feng Yu cursed as he worked on his toes. He was also afraid that he would accidentally hurt his ankle, so he was a little worried and couldn't get his hands on it no matter what.

Feng Yu had no other choice but to find something to assist him. After searching for a long time, she finally found a "don't ask for help" that could be used for scratching.

This time, he could definitely get the bag. Feng Yu looked at the top of the backpack that was hooked, and with a little more force, the bag was in his hands.

She looked inside the bag and saw that the money was still inside. She instantly calmed down and prepared to call Dou Dou.

But who would have thought that after just two steps, Xuanyuan Zhan's low and deep voice came from within the darkness, scaring Feng Yu into a jump.

"Where do you want to go?"

The hairs on Feng Yu's back stood up, and she almost let out a scream. Luckily, she was able to quickly distinguish that it was Xuanyuan Zhan's voice, only then did she calm down.

Holding onto her thumping heart, Feng Yu angrily asked, "Why did you come to my room in the middle of the night? Are you going to be a rapist? "Your Highness?"

Xuanyuan Zhan slowly walked out of the darkness, his eyes fixated on the backpack in her hands.

"It's late at night. What is Princess Hua-Yang trying to do?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Feng Yu said stiffly. Subconsciously, she wanted to hide his backpack, but realized that this action was too ridiculous and obvious. She could only hold it and say, "I suddenly thought of something important in my bag. Can I go through it?"

"Oh ~?" Xuanyuan Zhan dragged out a puzzled syllable, his tone cold. In the darkness of the night, he made Feng Yu feel guilty, "I wonder if you've found the wangfei yet."

"I'm looking for …" Did I find it? Why did I report it to you? "

Xuanyuan Zhan stopped talking and looked deeply at her. A pair of eyes revealed a color that made her panic, then he walked towards her step by step. Feng Yu could not help but retreat, her body slowly sticking to the cabinet.

After that, she was trapped within his aura and shadow.

Xuanyuan Zhan lowered his head to look at Feng Yu, and within the darkness, her eyes reflected the light that seeped in from outside the window.

Xuanyuan Zhan called out in a low voice. This intimate term caused Feng Yu's body to tremble, and a part of her heart seemed to respond to his call. It trembled lightly, and caused her to uncontrollably mutter "yea".

Receiving the response, Xuanyuan Zhan smiled. Although it was just a simple gesture of curling his lips, it was still filled with a touch of gentleness.

"Yu Er, tell me, are you trying to escape once again?"

"You're thinking too much!" Feng Yu knew she was at a disadvantage. If she admitted it now, then who knows where she would be locked up. She lied and looked at the 'don't ask for help' in her hands before waving it away. "I'm looking for this thing."

Xuanyuan Zhan seemed to laugh once again, as his low and cold voice drilled into her ears.

"Do you think This King is so easily deceived?" Xuanyuan Zhan said, "This king should really hide all of your silver bills and cut off your escape route so that Yu Er won't always want to escape."