Outside the window, there were birds chirping on the trees, and footsteps came.

Luo Qingyan frowned. She originally thought that Luo Ruhua came to cause trouble for her again, but after opening the door, she saw Qi Zhan and a fat middle-aged man standing beside him.

"A Zhan, what are you doing?"

Qi Zhan pursed his lips and pushed the fat man beside him, "This is the chef you want to meet yesterday who made ginger soup."

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Luo Qingyan was full of black hair. She wanted to tease him yesterday and asked him to admit that it was the ginger soup he made. But he didn't admit it, so he really went to find a chef for her.

"Is that true?" Luo Qingyan narrowed her eyes, and she had a smile on her face, and she really had no smile on her face.

The chef felt that being watched by the little girl in front of him and the prince Zhan beside him, he was as if he was pointed at by thousands of arrows. There might be a possibility that thousands of arrows would pierce the heart in the next moment.

"This, this..." The chef only felt that his back was soaked in cold sweat.

Is it easy for him to be a cook?

He obviously just wanted to cook a good meal in the palace, so why did he have to bring him here?

"It's such a girl Luo. I heard from the prince that you like the ginger soup I made very much, so..."

Luo Qingyan looked at the fat chef in front of her while talking and looking at Qi Zhan's nervous look with her eyes. She really felt very funny.

Resisting his smile, Luo Qingyan curled his lips and said, "Is I scary? I see, uncle, your cold sweat has flowed down. Could it be that your prince is saying bad things about me in front of you? So you think I am particularly scary?"

"No! Absolutely not!" The fat chef felt the cold pressure from a master beside him as soon as Luo Qingyan finished speaking.

"What are you doing so nervous?"

"No, no, no, slaves are nervous. After all, the first time I have seen someone as noble as Miss Luo."

"Hehe~ Since that's the case, I won't blame you. Since you made the ginger soup, I don't have any good things. There is also a jade pendant here. I bought it at a stall when I first came here. I'll give you a reward."

Luo Qingyan took off a jade pendant that she hung on her waist and threw it on the fat chef.

The fat chef really felt like he was in his back. If it weren't for him on duty yesterday, he wouldn't have used it here.

And yesterday's Jiang Tang was obviously made by the prince himself, so why is he just unwilling to admit it?

Now he is in a dilemma.

Finally, under the joint gaze of Luo Qingyan and Qi Zhan, the fat chef took the jade pendant that Luo Qingyan gave him uneasy.

"Thank you Miss Luo!"

Luo Qingyan glanced at Qi Zhan for the last time, "It's getting late now, and someone might come here later. You might as well leave quickly!"

Qi Zhan pursed his lips, wondering if he was sure whether she was really angry or was angry.

After all, her tone sounded particularly unhappy.

In the end, Qi Zhan had to leave with the fat chef.

On the street.

Qi Zhan had just walked a few steps before stopping, turning his head and looking at the fat chef with a cold expression.

"King, prince, did the slave do something wrong?"

Why look at him with such a terrible look?

"Where is the stuff? Give it to me!"

Qi Zhan's narrow and long phoenix eyes slightly raised up, and looked at the fat chef with cold eyes.

Something? What?

The fat chef was confused for a moment and immediately reacted, then trembledly picked up the jade pendant he had just collected and handed it to Qi Zhan.

Qi Zhan raised his hand to take it, wiped it with his clothes, and then carefully put it in his arms.

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