Thoughts

Fan Zijin raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, "Her Highness is very considerate."

At night, Qi Haoran came back smugly and kissed Mu Yangling. "I know I'm constantly on your mind. Don't worry, although I don't like vegetarian food, as long as it's made by you, I'll eat it all."

Mu Yangling pursed her lips and smiled. The next day, she did not mix all the dishes together. Just like Fan Zijin's, she placed them separately; there were four dishes and a soup. However, Qi Haoran had three meat dishes and one vegetable dish, while Fan Zijin had two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes. Moreover, Qi Haoran's dishes were all made by Mu Yangling's slightly crude culinary skills, while Fan Zijin's dishes were meticulously prepared by the chef.

After cooking for a few days and learning seriously from the chef, Mu Yangling's culinary skills, which had not improved for many years, actually became better and better.