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"Senior Brother..."
The mournful tone echoed like Meng Jiangnu searching for her husband, leaving everyone present in shock.
Especially Le Yao Yao, who had just been feeling pleased with herself moments ago. Upon hearing the thief behind her calling out to Leng Junyu with such sorrow, she froze in place as if struck by lightning.
What!?
She couldn't have heard wrong, could she!?
That thief just called the living Yama... Senior Brother!? Does that mean he is...
"Yes, you guessed correctly. The thief you just mentioned is my junior brother, and he also holds another title: the Seventh Prince of the Great Xia Dynasty!"
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If time could be turned back, Le Yao Yao vowed she would never have used a broom to hit this gentleman! Nor would she have kicked him where it hurt, leading to this gentleman's lifelong predicament, just as the Imperial Physician had said—
"Fortunately, nothing vital was harmed. Otherwise, bringing him back would have been pointless. However, as long as you take your medicine daily and refrain from women for a month, then after a month, everything will be fine."
"What!? A month! Damn it, do you even know how to treat patients? I have to wait a month? Are you kidding me!?"
The man lying on the bed was furious at the Imperial Physician's words.
The Imperial Physician was unaware of the true identity of the man in bed. However, judging by his attire, he knew that this man was certainly not an ordinary person. Thus, he did not take offense at the man's rude attitude.
After offering a few words of comfort and leaving behind the prescription, he was escorted away by the Chief Eunuch.
As the Imperial Physician left, a moment of silence enveloped the room, so profound that one could almost hear a pin drop.
Le Yao Yao, upon entering the room, held her breath and tried her best to diminish her presence, wishing she could simply vanish into thin air.
After all, the fierce and scorching gaze directed at her felt like that of an enraged Lion, ready to peel her skin and tear her apart. It sent shivers down her spine and made her acutely aware of the immense pressure bearing down on her.
Oh dear, heavens! Who could possibly come to her rescue!?
Why had the thief who had suddenly barged into Duke Rui's Residence transformed into a living nightmare, and worse yet, the esteemed Seventh Prince of the Great Xia Kingdom!?
Le Yao Yao could already envision a dismal fate awaiting her.
After all, the gentleman lying on the bed was certainly not someone to be trifled with...
Le Yao Yao's thoughts were spot on!
The gentleman on the bed, Nangong Junxi, the Seventh Prince of the Great Xia Kingdom, was currently contemplating how to deal with this insufferable servant.
His days had not been easy lately.
Ever since his mother, the Empress Mother, had decided to marry him off to that Slime, he had been utterly horrified.
He still remembered when he was in the palace before being taken as a disciple by Tianshan Daoist; that Slime had followed him around like a stubborn piece of gum, trailing behind him no matter where he went.
If she had been a cute little girl, he might have had no complaints. However, that Slime was short and stubby, always bursting into tears. Every time she cried, the Empress Mother would accuse him of bullying her, driving him to the brink of madness.
It wasn't just that; the Slime was also constantly dripping two streams of snot, making it utterly disgusting. Later, she followed him closely, but he ignored her, and she ended up tripping and losing a front tooth. When she spoke, air would escape through the gap.
Being followed by such an ugly girl every day was a disgrace for him. So, when he inadvertently encountered the Tianshan Daoist, who wanted to take him as a disciple, he immediately agreed without hesitation.
He insisted on having the Empress Mother allow him to learn martial arts from the Tianshan Daoist. At that time, the Empress Mother thought he wanted to learn martial arts. No matter how much it pained her to let him go, she eventually relented.
What the Empress Mother didn't know was that he wasn't interested in martial arts at all; he just wanted to escape from that Slime!
Finally, he left the palace and no longer had to see that Slime. He felt so free. Gradually, he began to forget about her existence.
However, upon returning to the palace this time, he received news that the Empress Mother intended to marry that Slime off to him as his princess consort.
Upon hearing this, he immediately shook off the guards sent by the Empress Mother and fled towards Heavenly Origin.
Unexpectedly, those guards were quite skilled and chased him for quite a distance. He finally managed to escape to Capital City, but they continued to pursue him relentlessly. Just moments ago, taking advantage of the bustling crowd at noon, he slipped into the throng and lost those tenacious guards. Following his memory, he arrived at the back alley of Duke Rui's Residence, planning to jump in there and seek refuge with his senior brother.
However, just as he jumped in, someone swung a broom at him without any warning. Fortunately, his reflexes were quick enough to dodge it; otherwise, he would have been knocked silly!
Yet, even though he dodged swiftly, his arm still got hit by the broom. That wasn't even the worst part; the worst part was that kick aimed at his lower region. It nearly crushed his manhood!
How could it be that Nangong Junxi, the Seventh Prince of the Great Xia Dynasty—who had been born into privilege and lived a life of luxury—had ever been beaten like this!?
And by such an arrogant little eunuch! He vowed to take revenge! Otherwise, people would think Nangong Junxi was easy to bully!
As Nangong Junxi seethed with anger at this thought, Le Yao Yao over there realized that with his furious gaze fixed on her, she was surely in for a rough time.
However, at that moment, it was hard to blame her. After all, he was the Seventh Prince, who chose to sneak over the wall like a thief instead of using the grand entrance. Given his situation, it was difficult for anyone not to misunderstand.
Nevertheless, regardless of the blame, the man in front of her was filled with anger. For the sake of her own safety, even though Le Yao Yao felt somewhat reluctant, she still bent at the waist, trying her best to appear humble and innocent. Her tone could not hide her fear and plea.
"Seventh Prince, this servant deserves to be punished. However, I did not do it on purpose. If I had known that the person climbing over the wall was the Seventh Prince, even if I had a hundred times more courage, I would never have mistaken you for a thief."
Le Yao Yao's words carried two meanings: first, she was not intentional; second, she subtly implied that Nangong Junxi was at fault.
After all, who would believe that someone as esteemed as the Seventh Prince would jump over a wall to enter someone else's residence? Therefore, Le Yao Yao's actions at that time were not wrong at all.
Although Nangong Junxi understood that Le Yao Yao had a point, he was still furious.
After all, he was still in pain down there!
Moreover, what a man cares about most is precisely that area. If this little eunuch had kicked him harder, he might never be able to perform again.
What a disgrace it would be for the Seventh Prince to be impotent!
Thus, Nangong Junxi was very angry and seemed determined to teach Le Yao Yao a lesson.
His tone of voice could hardly conceal his rage.
His eyes widened in fury, their crimson hue reflecting his displeasure. His prominent nostrils flared repeatedly, showcasing his anger.
"Hmph! You didn’t mean it!? Do you think just because you’re a servant and say it wasn’t intentional that this matter can be brushed aside? Don’t you realize how much force you used just now? You almost kicked my manhood off!"
“Seventh Prince, isn't your lifeline still intact? It will be fine in just a month, won't it?”
With the roar of a fierce Lion echoing above her, Le Yao Yao instinctively shrank her neck. Yet, on her delicate face was an expression of timid fear.
Inside, however, she was cursing him. Damn it, if only I could kick your lifeline and see if you still have the strength to lecture others!
Clearly, he was at fault too, yet he pushed all the blame onto her. Just because he is the Seventh Prince, does that make him so impressive? She absolutely detested those who used their status to oppress others!
Such people were the most despicable!
After all, if he had been born into an ordinary family, would he still have the audacity to act so arrogantly?
Hmph, contemptible!
While Le Yao Yao was lost in her thoughts, Nangong Junxi, upon hearing her dare to argue back, was instantly furious. His words came out through gritted teeth.
“You make it sound so easy. A month!? It’s not you who’s in danger. If it were you whose lifeline was at stake, would you still speak so lightly about it!?”
Nangong Junxi shouted, his voice booming and echoing through the room, shaking even the tiles on the roof.
However, after hearing his words, Le Yao Yao merely blinked her big watery eyes innocently and pouted her red lips, looking utterly wronged.
“Seventh Prince, my lifeline has already been in trouble for a long time. Even if I get it back later, it won’t be of any use.”
“Uh…”
Unexpectedly, Le Yao Yao's response left Nangong Junxi stunned, his handsome face showing a hint of embarrassment as he momentarily struggled to find the right words.
After all, he had momentarily forgotten that the person before him was a eunuch, who had long since lost his manhood.
Just as Nangong Junxi was at a loss for how to respond, Le Yao Yao seized the opportunity, continuously blinking her beautiful eyes. She discreetly pinched her thigh, and in an instant, a layer of misty allure enveloped her enchanting gaze.
This made her appear even more pitiful.
Nangong Junxi, who had been seething with anger, was momentarily taken aback by Le Yao Yao's earlier words. When he finally regained his composure, he found himself staring into her watery, beautiful eyes. His heart skipped a beat.
He had been so focused on his anger that he hadn’t paid attention to the little eunuch’s appearance. Now that he looked closely, he realized just how delicate and charming this little eunuch was!
Her face was no larger than a palm, with skin as white as snow and exquisite features—like a piece of beautiful jade, with white teeth and red lips.
What caught the eye the most were those large, captivating eyes.
They were big and round, resembling a pair of stunning cat's eye gemstones.
Nangong Junxi had seen many beautiful women in the palace; after all, there were countless beauties there—delicate and charming, alluring and innocent.
However, he had never encountered anyone with such strikingly beautiful eyes!
Especially when this little eunuch pouted her red lips; the crystalline droplets in her lovely eyes seemed to swirl around as if they could fall at any moment.
Her appearance was like a weeping pear blossom or autumn dew on cicada branches—so heartbreakingly lovely. Moreover, it felt as if punishing her would make him an unforgivable villain throughout history!
Upon realizing this, Nangong Junxi felt a sense of helplessness, as if he were a mute person eating bitter herbs, unable to express his grievances.
After all, if it were anyone else treating him this way, he would undoubtedly punish that servant severely without hesitation. But why did he suddenly feel a pang of compassion when faced with those watery, pitiful Beautiful Eyes?
As Nangong Junxi wrestled with his thoughts, a hint of annoyance crossed his gaze, which Le Yao Yao noticed and couldn't help but feel delighted about.
After all, with her acting skills—she had even won awards for her performances in school—she had just employed a tactic of self-pity. Given her current physique, all she needed to do was blink her large Beautiful Eyes and furrow her brow to appear utterly pitiful. Even when practicing in front of a mirror, she would be deceived by her own charming reflection.
This tactic was originally learned to deal with the living Yama.
Being near the living Yama was like having one's head hanging from his belt; there was always a risk of losing one's life. Therefore, in critical moments, using this tactic could at least soften someone's heart and prevent severe punishment.
Just like now, even if the Seventh Prince wanted to punish her, seeing her pitiful appearance seemed to have softened his heart somewhat.
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao felt an immense sense of triumph. She initially thought no one would notice her little trick, but unexpectedly, the fleeting glimmer of joy in her eyes was caught by the living Yama sitting nearby.
Watching the little eunuch before him blink his Beautiful Eyes while pretending to be pitiful, Leng Junyu couldn't help but curve his lips into a slight smile.
Although his face still bore an icy demeanor, if one looked closely, they could see that his gaze on Le Yao Yao was gentle enough to melt ice.
Heh heh, this clever and mischievous Little One...
Leng Junyu's heart softened as he glanced at his suddenly appearing junior disciple.
Just a few days ago, he had received news that this junior disciple had run away from an arranged marriage and planned to seek refuge at Duke Rui's Residence. He hadn't expected him to arrive so quickly.
As soon as he arrived here, such a thing happened.
If it had been another young eunuch who offended this master, he would definitely have ignored it, letting his junior disciple handle the punishment however he pleased. However, the one who had offended him was the young eunuch before him, so he had no choice but to intervene.
After considering this, Leng Junyu lightly cleared his throat. Once everyone's gaze was on him, he gently opened his Red Lips and turned to Nangong Junxi, who was lying on the bed.
"I think the little rabbit didn't mean any harm. You should forgive him this time! Besides, it's really strange for you to climb over the wall when there's a perfectly good door. Doing so makes it hard for people not to misunderstand you as a thief. The little rabbit's actions are quite reasonable."
Leng Junyu's words were clearly biased in favor of Le Yao Yao.
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As a result, Le Yao Yao felt a jolt in her heart, and her pretty face immediately froze in surprise as she looked at Leng Junyu with wide eyes, disbelief washing over her features.
Oh my!
She couldn't have heard that wrong!
The Living King of Hell was actually speaking up for her!
It truly made her feel… overwhelmed by such unexpected favor.
Moreover, it was only now that she realized the Living King of Hell could also be a good person…
(Little Drunk: -_-||| Are you saying that the Living King of Hell is usually a bad person!?)
Compared to the shock experienced by Le Yao Yao, Nangong Junxi felt an equal measure of astonishment within himself.
After all, he had been a disciple alongside Leng Junyu for no less than five years at Tianshan. As the junior brother, he was naturally well aware of his senior brother's temperament.
In his eyes, his senior brother was cold, aloof, and stern; however, beneath that exterior lay a heart that was easily wounded.
Thus, he often presented a facade of indifference to keep others at bay.
Moreover, he would not concern himself with matters that did not involve him.
So now, seeing his senior brother show such protection towards a mere young eunuch left him utterly astonished!
Could it be that something had happened during the time they were apart that changed his senior brother's nature?
With this thought in mind, Nangong Junxi's gaze fell upon Le Yao Yao standing before him, a flicker of surprise and contemplation crossing his eyes.
Could it be this young eunuch before him?
Perhaps sensing something in Nangong Junxi's gaze, Leng Junyu's cold eyes flickered momentarily before he swiftly changed the subject.
"Junxi, how did you manage to climb over the wall to get in here?"
"Uh... well, that's a long story."
Hearing Leng Junyu's words, Nangong Junxi's handsome face flushed slightly. Although he understood that his senior brother was deliberately shifting the topic, he decided to give him face. Since his senior brother did not want him to punish the young eunuch today, he would let it go.
After all, there is still plenty of time ahead, isn't there?
Moreover, the fact that he had to sneak in through the wall was somewhat embarrassing. Nevertheless, he recounted everything to his senior brother without holding back.
After all, he was here seeking refuge, so he naturally needed to express his grievances. The more miserable he sounded, the more sympathy he could garner.
"Senior Brother, oh, my life is truly hard! I don’t even know why my Empress Mother likes that awful girl so much. That awful girl is short, ugly, and clingy—just looking at her makes me sick! But she doesn’t even realize what kind of potion she must have given my Empress Mother to make her insist that I marry her. Hmph! As if I would ever marry that awful girl! She’s dreaming!"
By the end of his rant, Nangong Junxi was gritting his teeth in frustration.
Leng Junyu merely regarded Nangong Junxi's current demeanor with indifference. After all, he had seen him act this way before whenever he mentioned his fiancée.
However...
"Junxi, it seems you haven't seen that girl in many years, right? Don’t forget, girls change a lot as they grow up. Perhaps over the years, she has transformed into a stunning beauty!"
"Hmph! Just based on her? Senior Brother, you don’t know how ugly that awful girl was when she was younger. She was so clingy; she could rival sticky candy! Plus, she was missing a front tooth and spoke with a lisp. You have no idea how she used to chase after me—I couldn’t shake her off no matter what! In the end, my brothers and sisters teased me endlessly about it!"
As he spoke about this, Nangong Junxi had an endless stream of complaints.
Eventually, hunger struck him.
After all, these past few days had been spent dodging those guards; he hadn’t eaten well or slept properly and was now utterly famished.
Thus, Nangong Junxi didn’t hold back and directly addressed Leng Junyu.
"Big Brother, I'm hungry. Hehe, is there anything to eat?"
Looking at Nangong Junxi's cheerful face, Leng Junyu could only let out a helpless chuckle. He then turned to Le Yao Yao beside him and said, "Little Rabbit, can't you hear? The Seventh Prince is hungry; why don't you go make some food yourself?"
As soon as Leng Junyu finished speaking, both of them were momentarily taken aback.
However, after that brief moment of surprise, Le Yao Yao quickly realized that the ruthless one was intentionally trying to make her atone for her mistakes. She immediately agreed.
"Yes, my lord, I will take care of it right away!"
After Le Yao Yao lowered her head and spoke, she planned to turn and leave. Unexpectedly, upon hearing her words, Nangong Junxi immediately sat up from the bed. Unfortunately, he overreacted and accidentally pulled on his injury below, causing him to gasp in pain.
"Ouch... that hurts..."
"Junxi, if you're injured, just lie down. Why are you moving around? What if you end up with lingering effects?!"
When Leng Junyu said this, his expression remained as cold as ice. However, upon hearing his words, Nangong Junxi's handsome face turned slightly red with embarrassment.
After all, he was still a virgin! Such matters made him feel shy and awkward.
Yet, realizing there were others present, Nangong Junxi quickly regained his composure and remembered what he had yet to say. He called out to Le Yao Yao with a somewhat haughty tone.
"Wait a minute! I haven't even said what I want to eat yet! Why are you leaving so quickly?!"
"Uh..."
Hearing Nangong Junxi's words, Le Yao Yao's lips twitched, but she obediently turned her head, putting on a timid and humble demeanor like that of a eunuch.
Moreover, even without looking at Nangong Junxi's face, just from Le Yao Yao's words, it was clear that this difficult person was plotting something to make things hard for her.
Sure enough—
"Today, this prince wants to eat something that is sour, spicy, and sweet. Remember, it has to be delicious!"
The last sentence from Nangong Junxi was emphasized even more, carrying an implicit warning.
This meant—
If what she made wasn't tasty, he would punish her severely!
Upon hearing this, Le Yao Yao furrowed her beautifully shaped dark eyebrows, secretly cursing in her heart. How could this petty man seek revenge!?
What kind of dish could possibly combine sour, spicy, and sweet flavors and still taste good!?
However, knowing that Nangong Junxi was deliberately making things difficult for her, if she said she couldn't make it now, he would surely use it against her. So, Le Yao Yao held back.
Meanwhile, Leng Junyu slightly furrowed his handsome brows, seemingly displeased with Nangong Junxi's treatment of Le Yao Yao.
He understood that his junior brother wasn't a bad person; it was just that after being kicked so hard by Le Yao Yao, if he didn't give her some trouble in return, the frustration in his heart would be hard to bear...
So now, he didn't say much more and could only leave it to Le Yao Yao to figure things out for herself.
Le Yao Yao also realized that this time, no one would be able to help her, so after lowering her head and softly acknowledging, she turned and left.
On her way to the kitchen, she couldn't help but ponder what dishes could possibly be both sour, spicy, and sweet!
Ah, what a troubling question!
After all, she could cook, but she wasn't someone who did it often, so her knowledge in this area was limited.
However, since that was the case, she decided to find someone knowledgeable about cooking to ask for clarity!
With that thought in mind, Le Yao Yao's eyes lit up as she hurried toward the kitchen.
"Hey, is Brother Li not here? I need to find him!"
Upon entering the kitchen and not seeing Chef Li around, Le Yao Yao asked Brother Zhou, who worked with Chef Li.
The response she received was that Chef Li had some matters at home and had taken leave to go back.
Hearing this, Le Yao Yao's brows furrowed immediately, and a look of distress and anxiety appeared on her face.
Oh no! What should she do? The person who understood cooking best here was Chef Li. Now that he was gone and with no idea when he would return—what if he didn't come back today? What would she do!?
Just as Le Yao Yao was feeling anxious and frustrated, Brother Zhou couldn't help but ask in confusion.
“Xiaoyaozi, what urgent matter do you have to find him for? Oh, you really came at the wrong time. Someone just came by saying his wife seems to be ill, so he hurried home to take her to see a doctor. You know, his wife just gave birth and her health isn't great. It's important for women to take good care of themselves during the postpartum period; otherwise, they might end up with lingering health issues…”
Brother Zhou, who was about the same age as Chef Li, was very talkative and could strike up a conversation with anyone. Thus, Le Yao Yao had barely been there for a moment before he started chattering away.
Le Yao Yao was already feeling anxious, and she couldn't stand the endless chatter any longer. Just as she was about to turn and find a quiet place to think, Brother Zhou's words sparked an idea in her mind.
“Ah, I've got it!”
Something sour, spicy, and sweet—wasn't that Pig's Trotters with Ginger?
With this thought, Le Yao Yao's eyes lit up like a candle suddenly igniting in the dark, shining brilliantly.
Her previously sorrowful little face transformed into a radiant smile in an instant.
That blossoming smile caught Brother Zhou off guard as he was washing vegetables; he stared at her in amazement, clearly taken aback.
It wasn't until Le Yao Yao walked over and patted his shoulder that he snapped back to reality. With a pleading expression, she asked him,
“Brother Zhou, since Chef Li isn't here right now, could you help me with something?”
“Uh, w-what do you need help with?!”
Startled by Le Yao Yao's sudden touch and her dazzling smile, Brother Zhou stammered, still somewhat dazed.
However, Le Yao Yao was too caught up in her excitement to notice his awkwardness. She spoke directly to him.
"The Prince wants to eat Pig's Trotters with Ginger now, but he wants me to make it myself. However, I can't manage it alone. Can you help me start a fire? The Prince is eager to eat!"
Le Yao Yao said with an anxious expression, still haunted by the memory of the last time the kitchen caught fire.
After all, when she tried to start a fire last time, she nearly burned down the entire kitchen and almost lost her own life in the process.
Although that incident was quite serious, fortunately, the Prince did not blame her. However, after that experience, she was terrified of starting a fire herself.
So she planned to let someone else start the fire while she cooked Pig's Trotters with Ginger.
When Brother Zhou heard that Le Yao Yao was referring to this matter, he immediately patted his chest generously and said, "Oh, is that all? No problem! Starting a fire is a small task! But Xiaoyaozi, I want to ask, what exactly is Pig's Trotters with Ginger?"
"Huh? Brother Zhou, you've been working in the kitchen for so long and you don't know what Pig's Trotters with Ginger is?"
Le Yao Yao looked at Brother Zhou with some surprise in her eyes.
"I haven't heard of it. What on earth is that?"
Brother Zhou scratched the back of his head and honestly replied with a somewhat silly expression.
Seeing this, Le Yao Yao seemed to think of something and smiled widely. "Hehe, it doesn't matter if you don't know. Once I make it, you'll find out!"
Le Yao Yao spoke those words, but inside, she was secretly delighted.
Hehe, since this dynasty has no Pig's Trotters with Ginger, it means that the old man has never tasted it either.
Hmph! Trying to come up with a difficult problem to trouble her? She would make him realize that she, Le Yao Yao, was not a fool and not someone who could be easily bullied!
...
When Le Yao Yao placed the large pot of Pig's Trotters with Ginger on the table, Nangong Junxi's face showed clear astonishment.
It was no wonder; he had only intended to deliberately make things difficult for this servant and had no idea that she could actually create something so unique—something he had never even tasted himself, which was both sour and spicy and sweet.
However, after the initial shock, a look of confusion surged in Nangong Junxi's eyes.
"What exactly is this dish you made? Is it even edible?!"
His tone was filled with skepticism. Upon hearing this, Le Yao Yao suppressed the urge to roll her eyes. Instead, she wore a flattering smile and said,
"In response to the Seventh Prince, this servant made Pig's Trotters with Ginger using brown sugar, aged vinegar, ginger, pig trotters, and peeled eggs. It tastes quite good! Seventh Prince, you should give it a try."
As she spoke, Le Yao Yao took the initiative to scoop out a bowl for both Leng Junyu and Nangong Junxi.
"Please enjoy your meal, Your Highness. Seventh Prince, please take your time."
Handing over the two bowls of Pig's Trotters with Ginger to the two gentlemen, Le Yao Yao raised her face into a bright smile and chuckled.
As Leng Junyu accepted the Pig's Trotters with Ginger handed to him by Le Yao Yao, he had never tasted such a dish before. However, recalling the last meal prepared by her, he knew her culinary skills were commendable. Without a hint of doubt, he picked up a spoon and began to savor it slowly.
Seeing him start to eat, Le Yao Yao's beautiful eyes shifted to focus on the man in front of her.
He wore a mysterious black robe, cinched at the waist with a golden belt, and adorned with a piece of sheep fat jade that accentuated his noble aura. His figure stood tall and straight like a fine tree.
Though his expression was often stoic, resembling that of an iceberg, he was undeniably handsome, making it hard for anyone to look away.
Especially now, as he delicately tasted the Pig's Trotters with Ginger, Le Yao Yao found him incredibly appealing and elegant.
Moreover, for some reason, she felt a sweet sensation in her heart…
Could it be because she had just snuck a piece of brown sugar?
Le Yao Yao pondered this with confusion…
However, she didn’t dwell on it for long. Instead, as she watched the living Yama enjoy the Pig's Trotters with Ginger, her heart raced with both nervousness and hope.
Her beautiful eyes remained fixed on his face, not missing any subtle change in his expression.
Earlier, she had asked others about this dish, and they all claimed they had no idea pig trotters could be prepared this way.
Yet when they tried it, they found it quite good. She was uncertain if this Pig's Trotters with Ginger would suit the living Yama’s taste…
“Your Highness, does this Pig's Trotters with Ginger suit your palate?”
Le Yao Yao lightly bit her lower lip and asked cautiously.
As Le Yao Yao spoke, Nangong Junxi's gaze also fell on Leng Junyu. Perhaps he still didn't trust Le Yao Yao's cooking skills, so he hesitated to eat.
In addition, the bowl of Pig's Trotters with Ginger in his hand looked dark and unappetizing, and the smell was sour and spicy; he had no idea how it would taste.
Now that someone had volunteered to be the guinea pig, he naturally wanted to know the answer before deciding whether to eat or not.
Under the simultaneous gaze of Le Yao Yao and Nangong Junxi, Leng Junyu remained calm. He continued eating while saying, "Not bad."
After saying this, he tilted his chin and finished the soup in the bowl.
Seeing the usually stoic Leng Junyu enjoy the dish enough to drink the soup made Le Yao Yao's heart flutter with joy. Her eyes curved into a gentle smile.
"Your Highness, would you like another bowl?"
With that, Le Yao Yao reached out to take the empty bowl from Leng Junyu's hands.
Seeing this, a flicker of surprise crossed Leng Junyu's cold eyes. He nodded slightly and replied softly, "Sure."
After all, it really did taste good!
Although he had tasted all kinds of delicacies before, he had never tried anything like this. It was surprisingly fresh!
As Leng Junyu thought about this, Le Yao Yao had already served him another bowl of Pig's Trotters with Ginger, and Leng Junyu eagerly dug in.
Seeing this scene, Nangong Junxi, who had initially harbored some doubts about Le Yao Yao's cooking skills, finally felt reassured and began to eat as well.
After all, his senior brother was the pickiest eater! If even he said it was good, how could it possibly be bad!?
With that thought in mind, Nangong Junxi started to eat heartily.
The tangy and chewy Pig's Trotters with Ginger made Nangong Junxi's eyes light up.
It was delicious!
He never expected that such a simple and ordinary dish could taste so good! When he returned home, he would definitely have to ask the royal chef to make this for the Emperor and Empress Mother to try.
Nangong Junxi thought to himself as he finished the entire bowl of Pig's Trotters with Ginger.
After eating, he licked his lips, savoring the taste, looking just like a cute, greedy cat.
Le Yao Yao couldn't help but smile at the sight.
Just a moment ago, he had looked so fierce that she almost got scared. But now, looking again, she realized that this Seventh Prince was really just a big boy! If she considered her age—she was already eighteen—this Seventh Prince clearly still had a youthful innocence about him; he looked to be around seventeen.
His face still bore a hint of baby fat, yet he appeared very charming and handsome.
He was the kind of bright and sunny young man!
Upon closer inspection, Le Yao Yao realized that the Seventh Prince before her did not resemble a living hell at all.
In fact, it could be said that both of their appearances had their own merits!
The living hell had a cold and distant personality, exuding an aura of dominance befitting a prince, making anyone who looked upon him willingly prostrate at his feet.
His beauty was understated yet elegant, graceful yet regal, like a Poppy—beautiful but hauntingly so.
In contrast, the Seventh Prince was spirited and strikingly handsome, with sword-like brows that slanted into his temples and starry eyes that sparkled like the morning. He radiated vitality.
Though he was only about seventeen years old, perhaps due to years of martial arts training, he was quite tall, standing at least six feet tall.
If the living hell was a Poppy flower, then the Seventh Prince before her was a vibrant sunflower!
As Le Yao Yao carefully observed Nangong Junxi, he had just finished the last of his Pig's Trotters with Ginger and was about to reach for another bowl when he met Le Yao Yao's smiling beautiful eyes. His handsome face suddenly froze in surprise.
After all, he had just been mischievous, intentionally trying to make things difficult for this little eunuch, thinking that he would be unable to deliver on his claims. To his astonishment, not only had the little eunuch succeeded, but the dish was also incredibly delicious—worthy of the palace's royal kitchen!
This realization left Nangong Junxi both shocked and somewhat embarrassed.
He wanted to continue teasing this little eunuch but found himself unable to resist the temptation of the Pig's Trotters with Ginger...
Ah, this is truly a difficult choice...
As Nangong Junxi wrestled with his thoughts, Le Yao Yao, on the other side, had already guessed about seventy to eighty percent of what was on his mind from the awkwardness on his handsome face and the frustration flickering in his eyes. She couldn't help but find it amusing.
What a stubborn big boy!
He clearly wanted to eat so badly, yet he still wanted to punish her!
What a pretentious and annoying guy.
Le Yao Yao thought to herself, silently mocking him, while her words were another story altogether.
"I wonder how the Seventh Prince feels about the taste of this Pig's Trotters with Ginger?"
"Just average, really. It doesn't taste that great. I mean, what can you expect from a servant like you? It's nothing special..."
Nangong Junxi wore a look of disdain on his face, but it stood in stark contrast to the empty bowl he held in his hands.
Seeing this, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but twitch her lips.
Seriously, you pretentious guy!
If it was just average, then why was there not a single drop of soup left in your bowl!?
Hypocritical, despicable!
Just as Le Yao Yao was grumbling to herself, a charming voice came from beside her.
"Little bunny, another bowl, please!"
"Sure thing!"
Hearing the lively voice, Le Yao Yao immediately broke into a wide grin.
After all, compared to the Seventh Prince's pretentiousness, she preferred the straightforward enthusiasm of the lively one.
With a cheerful bounce in her step, she walked over to him, took the empty bowl from his hands, and intended to refill it.
However, at that moment, Nangong Junxi's somewhat annoyed voice came from the other side.
"Um, could I get another bowl too!?"
"……"
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