Chapter 44 Bringing her food

Qin Su eventually left amidst Aunt Xu's crying and fussing.

She stood at the door for a while, looking down as if wiping away tears. What others would think if they saw her was not something she needed to consider.
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Zhang received the news quickly and learned that everything was as she had expected, which finally cheered her up a bit.

She is the matriarch of the household, and anyone who dares to challenge her authority must be taught a lesson.

"Madam, the Third Miss wishes to leave the manor tomorrow and hopes you will agree," a maidservant said as she entered to deliver the message.

This time, with Granny Chen not around, she couldn't even get into her room.

"It's so hot," Qin Su whispered to the system.

Even though I've applied cooling patches, the summer heat still makes me a bit irritable.

System: [It's very hot, but it'll be fine when we get back!]

Qin Su thought it was referring to the side courtyard that had been converted into an air-conditioned room, and nodded.

Because no one is watching, she can do whatever she wants in the room.

She stood there for a while longer, but the maid who went in still hadn't come out. Just when Qin Su was about to think that the maid was deliberately making things difficult for her, finally, there was some movement inside.

"Madam said that the Third Miss has been staying at home for too long and should go out to buy some things. This is a reward for the Miss."

The maidservant then presented a purse, which was given to her by Madam Zhang.

Qin Su's eyes flickered, and she nodded quietly: "Thank you, Mother."

Looking at it this way, she's no different from the quiet, unassuming girl she always was.

Qin Su left, casually weighing the amount in her hand; it wasn't much, just an ounce, roughly equivalent to the original owner's monthly allowance.
For a moment, I didn't know whether to call it generous or stingy.
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When Qin Su returned to the side courtyard, it was already past noon. She didn't plan to deliver food to the tyrant today.

After eating the food provided by the system, I stayed in my room and went about my own business.

However, the fact that they didn't fire made the people next door anxious.

"Didn't they say they were already back? Why is there still no news?"

Ye Fan has also returned. If people find out that they were using the minister's backyard as a restaurant, they would definitely be impeached and killed.

It's just that this guy is arrogant and doesn't take these things seriously.

He's back, but why is there still no movement from next door?
Ye Fan had gotten to know Qin Su, and knew that although this young lady looked gentle and weak, she was actually resolute and kept her promises.

Since agreeing to be His Highness's cook, she has been almost constantly busy, except when she has other commitments.

Liu Ying leaned against the tree, yawning, her eyelids drooping: "You've already come out of their house, and you don't even know? How would I know? If you're so eager to know, why don't you go next door and urge them?"

One sentence made Ye Fan want to drag him down and beat him up.

The Seventh Prince just issued an order that no one is allowed to go next door without his permission.

The one who is discovered shall die!
That brat actually encouraged him to court death, he really is a scoundrel!
Despite cursing in his heart, Ye Fan started to panic as the hours ticked by and it was almost late afternoon, with still no movement from next door.

Just then, a loud bang suddenly came from the room.

"Oh no, His Highness is angry!"
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[Host, aren't you going to see the tyrant? He's angry.]

While the system was secretly observing the situation next door, it also watched Qin Su revise the treatment plan.

"Hmm, I'm not going."

Qin Su didn't even glance at the page in front of her. Her porcelain-white face reflected the blue light of the screen, giving her a unique, cool and aloof charm. She had lost her fragility and appeared even more distant and indifferent.
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"Are all the cooks in the manor dead? Don't they know it's time to cook?"

As soon as Ye Fan stepped into the room, he was almost driven away by the man's resentful words.

I was even a little disoriented, wondering if I had gone to the wrong place:

Your Highness is actually thinking about the cook in the manor? Has the sun risen in the west or something?
"It was your subordinate who forgot the time. Please wait a moment, Your Highness, and I will serve the meal immediately."

He paused, reacting swiftly so quickly that Chu Jiang didn't even have time to unleash his next sarcastic remark.

However, the way he looked at the young man was a chilling scrutiny.

It must be said that this is the kind of ability that the Crown Prince's guards should have; they can immediately fulfill their master's request as soon as he asks.

For example, those in the kitchen, despite being tormented, disliked, and criticized countless times, and even being told to stop preparing lunch, still had meals arranged every day, just so they could be served whenever their master needed them.

Ye Fan was not lying; the meal was served in less than fifteen minutes.

As always, the food was plentiful, with dishes from all over the world. Even Ye Fan, who had already eaten, felt a little hungry from the smell and realized he hadn't eaten well.

The man who should have been enjoying all of this stood there, not even raising an eyebrow, as indifferent as ever, with a hint of disgust in his dark eyes.

“Still no use,” Chu Jiang scoffed, then ordered the food to be removed, following the same procedure as always.

The servant who delivered the food breathed a sigh of relief, not at all surprised. In His Highness's eyes, those chefs were like useless people who could never impress the guests, and were basically destined to be dismissed.

Ye Fan sighed, bracing himself to prepare a report on the day's events, but before he could speak, a sudden inspiration struck him:
"The imperial physician said that Miss Qin's poor health is due to long-term malnutrition. If she can be properly nourished, it can help improve her condition."

He was just testing the waters, already prepared to be angered and punished by His Highness.

But to everyone's surprise, the man, who had already closed his eyes, opened them again and looked at him coldly: "What did you say?"

Ye Fan thought to himself, "You guessed right," and then repeated his idea: "His Highness may not like these foods, but they were all carefully prepared by the chefs, and the ingredients used are not ordinary. They are not only delicious but also nourishing for ordinary people. Since His Highness doesn't want them, why not send them to Miss Su? That would also help her recover..."

The last sentence faded as the man's expression remained indifferent, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

Just when Ye Fan thought the man wouldn't answer, he spoke up unsurprisingly: "Give her to eat? Does she deserve it! What kind of person dares to eat the same food as me!"

Even though Ye Fan was prepared, he almost choked to death. Your Highness, aren't you afraid that your mouth will get you beaten to death one day?

He even had an urge to turn around and look, but then he realized someone behind him had heard him—that was truly terrifying!
"KouKou~"

There was a sudden knock on the door, forcing Qin Su to look up from her desk, a hint of confusion flashing across her face: "Who is it?"

System: [Surprise! Absolutely a surprise! Host, go check it out!]

Qin Su didn't move: "Who is it?"

There was a moment of silence at the doorway, then a somewhat familiar voice rang out: "Miss Qin, it's me. His Highness asked me to bring you something."

Qin Su remained silent, but said to the system, "Exchange for a 'Quick Makeup' feature."

The system interface quickly showed what she wanted. Qin Su quickly swiped through it and found the "Beauty with Tears Makeup" she wanted.

As the points were deducted, a fragrant breeze brushed across her face.

Looking down at the bronze mirror again, the beauty in the mirror had reddened eyes, her eyes brimming with tears, as if she had just been crying.

Qin Su was satisfied. She withdrew her gaze, sniffed softly, and composed herself before opening the door.

"Is there a problem?"

The door was only slightly ajar, and from Ye Fan's angle, he could only see the top of the girl's head.

"His Highness knows that Miss Qin did not have lunch, and since the cook made extra today, he asked me to bring it over."

"Send it to me...?"

After Ye Fan finished speaking, the girl finally looked up in surprise, revealing her face, which had just been showing signs of "crying." Ye Fan understood immediately: she had indeed been wronged and was hiding away to cry, which was why she hadn't cooked.

"Yes. There's also some medicine decocted inside. Miss Qin, please eat it while it's hot."

"But I..."

Sensing that Qin Su wanted to refuse, Ye Fan decisively put the lunchbox on the ground and ran away.

Before leaving, she didn't forget to speak well of her master: "His Highness only likes the food made by Miss Qin, so I'll trouble you this afternoon."

He silently gave himself a thumbs-up: "Look at me, how eloquent I am! She must be so touched."

Qin Su, who can't hear what the other person is thinking but can guess what they're thinking from their expressions, thinks: Is this guy an idiot?
After everyone left, she looked down at the food box in front of her.

The moment it was opened, a wonderful aroma filled the air, and even Qin Su couldn't help but widen her eyes: "Wow, does this guy usually eat this well?"

Why does she even seem to resent the rich?

System: [These delicacies, only seen in history books, look delicious... I heard that eating wild animals is a criminal offense on the host's planet?]

Qin Su: "You're absolutely right."

She picked up the food box and carried it into the room.

A faint bitter taste wafted from the crack; it must be from the medicine I took yesterday.

[Does the host want to eat?]

Seeing Qin Su take out the dishes and arrange them, it has to be said that compared to the home-cooked meals Qin Su sent to the tyrant every day, the dishes sent here were on par with those of a five-star restaurant.

Just by seeing the girl's originally cold and calm expression brighten and become happy after eating the food, the system knew:
Okay, the tyrant is indeed eating very well.
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Meanwhile, Ye Fan, having completed his mission, returned to report: "I've already delivered the food to Miss Qin, but..."

Ye Fan wanted to say, "She doesn't look well, like she's just been crying," but before he could finish, the man interrupted him harshly:

"She doesn't want it? I knew it was pointless!"

Then, a cold and sinister gaze suddenly shot towards Ye Fan, who was kneeling on the ground: "Anyone who talks too much should have their tongue pulled out. Go find someone to carry it out."

What to execute?
Should I pull out my tongue?

Ye Fan: !!
For the first time, he was grateful that he had thought quickly. When he realized that Qin Su was about to refuse, he decisively took the initiative, threw the food box down, and came back.

Otherwise, he might have been grabbed and had his tongue pulled out by the enraged prince!
"Your Highness has misunderstood. Miss Qin accepted the food box and is very grateful to Your Highness. She did not come to deliver the meal today because she encountered some trouble."

Ye Fan endured the cold sweat that broke out and finished speaking.

Chu Jiang's face darkened: "What business is it of yours if she gets into trouble? Mind your own business!"

Ye Fan:......
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"With such a lavish spread, the tyrant must be very happy," the system murmured, showering him with compliments.

Qin Su: "I don't think so~"

system:【? 】

Qin Su: "You'll find out soon enough."

She put the prepared food into a food box, then turned and left the kitchen.

The food box used this time was sent by the tyrant. Putting everything else aside, the relief painting alone was extremely exquisite and clearly very expensive.

The tableware used to serve the rice was also imperial porcelain, making eating a true pleasure.
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When the noise came from outside, the man inside, who was tormenting his subordinates, changed his expression slightly: "Get out."

In short, the person who was just standing in the room immediately "rolled" out of the open window.

When Qin Su entered, she only saw a handsome man standing in the middle of the room with a gloomy face.

As for the voices we just heard?

Maybe she was dreaming?
"I came back too late at noon and didn't cook. You should have eaten by now, young master, right?"

As Qin Su took the food out of the food box, she whispered tentatively.

Chu Jiang didn't speak, his eyes fixed on the girl's face.

He remembered what the stupid guard had said that afternoon: that the stupid girl was hiding away and crying secretly.

He wanted to see how badly she cried.

Unfortunately, after looking for a long time, the girl's fair face was clean and clear. Apart from her skin being very good and delicate, she did not look as miserable as he had imagined.

A strange feeling welled up inside Chu Jiang, and he was a little unsure of what he was expecting.

Fortunately, he usually has a grumpy face, so no matter what strange ideas he's having, outsiders can't tell.

He snorted coldly and sat down to eat.

He's back to his old self, acting like everyone owes him money.

Qin Su, somewhat obsequiously, served the rice and handed it to him, saying, "Thank you so much for the lunch you brought today, young master. It was really delicious!"

It's delicious?
She really is an idiot.

Even the tongue has a problem!
However, this thought turned into a question mark when his eyes fell on today's food.

Chu Jiang looked up and silently asked, "What do you mean?"

Compared to the usual home-cooked dishes, today's meal included fish fillets and jujube soup, which clearly took a while to prepare.

Qin Su understood what he meant: "The fish is fresh! As for the porridge..."

She blinked: "It's a stomach-soothing porridge, which needs to be prepared a day in advance, so it's being delivered now."

It seems like I answered, but it also seems like I didn't answer at all.

Chu Jiang didn't press further and quietly ate his food.

The system couldn't help but ask: [Why doesn't the host tell the tyrant that you meticulously configured all of this based on his physical condition?]

If I say it, the progress of the strategy might advance again.

Qin Su smiled. Some things don't need to be said; smart people will understand.

"that……"

Similarly, Qin Su waited until the man was almost finished eating before she began to discuss tomorrow's plans.

Before she could finish speaking, the man who had been eating suddenly looked up, his sharp eyes seeming to see right through her.

At the same time, a system notification sounded in my mind:

[Congratulations, host, for successfully surviving 30 hours alongside the tyrant. Reward: Ice-Skin Jade Bones: Skin like solidified cream, bones like cold jade; wearing this item will result in snow-white skin, cool and sweat-free.]

As if the moment she finished speaking, Qin Su felt a cool sensation on her body, as if the residual heat from walking in from outside had instantly disappeared.

She shivered inexplicably.

And it was this very moment that caused the man, who was about to be sarcastic towards her, to misunderstand something: "Are you feeling unwell again?"

(End of this chapter)

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