Ye Qingli touched his chin.
"Well, the meat is quite good, why not stew it..."
Just now, she took a closer look and discovered that this little spiritual beast was actually a very rare jade-clawed tamarin.
This kind of spiritual beast is a great tonic, especially for people who have lost too much blood.
Moreover, the inner elixir, which is born with the nature of fire, could not be more beneficial to people like Jun Aohan who have cold poison in their bodies.
Just when Butler Dai was speechless and had not yet reacted.
Ye Qingli had quickly caught the jade-clawed tamarin.
Then, directly pluck, split, and cut into pieces...
Throw it into the pot and it will become dull.
Butler Dai was almost in tears.
This is something that the prince caught from the mountains a few years ago and he likes it very much.
Let yourself be well taken care of.
The reason why he is tied up in the kitchen is because he likes to eat here very much.
As a result, the princess was just left to stew?
No, I have to tell the prince!
Butler Dai quickly walked out.
If Jun Aohan is blamed, it is not his responsibility.
Soon, he arrived at Jun Aohan's door.
Jun Aohan was in a good mood, crossing his legs and humming a little tune.
Hearing footsteps outside, he quickly lay on the bed and pretended to be sick.
When she saw him walking in, she said angrily: "What's the matter?"
"Your Majesty..."
Butler Dai said tremblingly: "Princess, pet your favorite spirit..."
"What's wrong?"
"Kill him."
"Kill?"
Jun Aohan asked strangely.
"Why kill it?"
"It seems to be to make porridge for you..."
"Hahaha……"
Jun Aohan suddenly showed an extremely bright smile.
He felt that his decision to pretend to be sick was really wise.
Otherwise, how could he enjoy such meticulous care from Ye Qingli.
Yes, you must keep pretending!
He glared at Butler Dai.
"Why are you still standing there?"
Butler Dai thought he was blaming him for his poor performance.
He quickly defended: "It's not that the old slave didn't stop me, it's just that the princess's movements were too fast..."
"fart!"
Jun Aohan said coldly: "Can you doubt the princess's decision? I have already said that the entire palace has been transferred to the princess. Even if she wants to demolish the entire courtyard , you must also comply with it to the letter!"
"Why don't you hurry up and wait in the kitchen!"
"Yes Yes!"
Butler Dai was startled, covered in cold sweat, and ran back rolling and crawling.
At this time, Ye Qingli had already quickly taken the porridge off the fire.
She opened the lid and smelled it. Well, it smelled pretty good.
A scent slowly drifted out.
Many chefs standing outside began to whisper.
"Hey, the porridge cooked by this Miss Ye tastes pretty good."
"Shhh, call me Princess! Didn't you hear what the prince said? If you call her by the wrong name, your head might fall off."
Everyone was talking quietly here.
And the fact that Ye Qingli actually came to cook for Jun Aohan with his own hands spread to every corner of the other courtyard.
All the servants and maids were greatly surprised.
You know, Jun Aohan is notoriously picky.
He rarely comes to other courtyards.
If you come, generally speaking, you will only eat food cooked by a certain chef.
Moreover, I only eat one or two very fixed dishes.
They are all relatively light snacks.
