"Cook? He can cook?" Fu Zhao found it surprising. As far as she knew even the imperial chefs were learning how to cook the things that she had purchased from the site. Her Imperial Chef who was the most skilled was also spending days in her room while learning all sorts of techniques to fillet, clean and cook the chicken and beef.
As the ingredients that she had purchased were not only rare but also expensive thus the chefs were careful while using them. They did not dare to use even an egg without carefully learning how to cook it.
Yet Ma Yun was telling her that Fu Qi Hong who had never even picked up a knife in all his life was cooking? Was her son a genius? If that was the case then——
Ma Yun opened her mouth before closing her eyes as she stated, "I have already arranged for the PR department including our lawyers, they will keep monitoring the situation. In case something bad happened." And Ma Yun was certain that something bad was surely going to happen.
"W..Was it that bad?" Fu Zhao questioned. She did not think that her son would be this bad at cooking that two of the major departments were asked to be on guard.
"I am afraid so," Ma Yun replied with sweat dripping down her forehead, she did not want to say something that might disrespect the Imperial family but she did not know what other words she should use to relay the monstrosity that Fu Qi Hong had cooked this morning.
Fu Zhao looked at Ma Yun who was avoiding her gaze and became even more curious. "Just what did he make for you to react like this?"
"I...I guess it was eggs?"
"What do you mean 'guess'? It's either eggs or not, right?" Fu Zhao looked at Ma Yun and remarked with a slight smile. However when she took another glance at Ma Yun who was sweating even profusely while looking everywhere but her, Fu Zhao realized something was very wrong. "What is the meaning of that expression?"
"I.. this servant believe that your majesty should take a look at the imperial creation of the third prince yourself," Ma Yun replied as she tapped on the monitor on her wrist. Her extraordinarily formal speech made Fu Zhao scrunch up her brows as she looked at the screen that was displayed in front of her.
However, a second later she realized why Ma Yun was acting like that. Her eyes widened as she sharply questioned, "To whom did he send this monstrosity?"
'So, Her Majesty thinks the same as well?' Ma Yun thought with a sigh of relief. She answered, "To Miss Qiang."
Fu Zhao : (੭。╹▿╹。)੭
"FU QI HONG!"
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"What is this?" Mo Qiang looked at the mountain of egg yolks. She did not know whether or not it was her imagination but for some reason, she could make out two eyes and a mouth along with a ghost-like structure in the runny yolks. "And why is it screaming?" She questioned when she heard a very weird and sharp hiss.
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