Qin Chuyu was eight years old and tall enough to reach the table. He sat between the Empress Dowager and Little Jingkong, afraid to even pick up his chopsticks.
Whenever the people from Bishui Alley came over, the little kitchen would cook dishes according to their taste. When Little Jingkong was around, the food would be made even more playful and charming.
Looking at the tender white rabbit-shaped steamed buns in front of him, Qin Chuyu’s mouth watered uncontrollably.
The steamed buns were filled with red bean paste, which was finely mashed to a velvety texture. It felt as if it would melt in his mouth.
They even added a tiny bit of cheese, with its flavor not readily discernable, yet the aroma of the cheese could be smelled.
Gu Jiao taught the cooks of the Renshou Palace how to make this.
It wasn’t available in any other palace.
Qin Chuyu fell completely in love after just one bite.
The rabbit-shaped steamed buns were just appetizers. There were koi made from oranges, swallows made from quail eggs, sweet cheese soup served in a curiously shaped pumpkin, and not to mention, plum sauce fried meat pie shaped like Peppa Pig from Gu Jiao’s previous life, which conquered all of humanity’s younglings.
"Wow!" Qin Chuyu was astonished and utterly delighted!
He had never eaten such adorable food!
Wuu wuu wuu!
It was so delicious!
He felt like crying!
Could Qin Chuyu still remember that he was sitting next to the Empress Dowager, who he feared the most? He had too much on his plate to deal with!
Qin Chuyu just couldn’t stop eating.
Needless to say, this little fatty was causing something of a scene, but his eating manners did stimulate one’s appetite.
The Empress Dowager glanced at him and remained silent.
After one meal, the two children were full. In fact, Qin Chuyu could still have a couple of bites, but Gu Jiao was worried that he might overeat, so she promised to cook for him next time.
"Can... can I come next time?" He blinked and asked.
The question was clearly directed at the Empress Dowager.
Neither little Jingkong nor Gu Jiao could answer for her.
The air suddenly fell silent, which was most frightening.
The palace maids one by one lowered their gaze, not daring to even breathe.
Would the Empress Dowager, with her strict boundaries with the Huaqing Palace, allow the Seventh Prince to come to her again and again?
The last time someone from the Huaqing Palace came over here, an incident happened out of carelessness.
Although they kept their faces impassive, everyone was all ears.
"Hmm." The Empress Dowager responded indifferently.
Little Jingkong patted his little friend on the shoulder: "Great! Grandma agreed! From now on, you can come and play with me often!"
"Hmm!" Qin Chuyu was so excited that he waved his small arm and knocked over a bowl of soup on the table.
The Empress Dowager was splashed, with soup dripping all over her.
All the palace maids changed their expressions at once!
Eunuch Qin hurried forward: "Empress Dowager!"
Having been eaten for such a long time, the soup had already cooled. But being splashed like this was messy and uncomfortable.
Eunuch Qin took out a handkerchief to wipe for the Empress Dowager, only to find that it was not enough to clean up all the mess: "This servant will accompany you to change your clothes!"
Qin Chuyu was so frightened that his little face turned white: "Emp... Emp... Empress Dowager..."
He had heard that the Empress Dowager eats people!
Not only did she eat people, but she also killed people!
"All right, stop the fuss." The Empress Dowager pushed away the hand of Eunuch Qin, stood up without any palace maid’s help, and said indifferently, "I’m going to change my clothes."
As a result, he was poisoned and almost lost his life. freewёbnoνel.com
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