The prince of love, the wealth has come to me

"Wow, the princess is so gentle. She even lets us rest."

"The princess is so nice. She even said she would give us something."

"What the princess cooks must be delicious. I'm so looking forward to it."

"Me too."

Voices praising Ling Yueqing continued one after another.

Ling Yueqing took the lemon, looked at it, cut it into small slices with a knife, and put one slice in her mouth. The familiar sour feeling stimulated her buds, making Ling Yueqing eager to have a glass of iced honey lemon water.

Er Shun swallowed unconsciously since he saw Ling Yueqing put the lemon into her mouth, "Princess, isn't it sour?"

Ling Yueqing suddenly said seriously, "It's not sour, it's very sweet."

"Sweet? I remember it was sour." Ershun felt that he couldn't have remembered it wrong. Could it be that they were unlucky that day and happened to eat something sour?

"If you don't believe me, why don't you try it?"

Er Shun picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, and the next second he was so sour that he looked like he was in pain.

"Princess, you call this sweet?" He chewed it roughly a few times and swallowed it, staring at Ling Yueqing in shock. Maybe the princess had some problem with her taste buds!

When he saw the teasing look in Ling Yueqing's eyes, he realized that he had been deceived. His face immediately turned red and he stopped talking.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore."

"Our task today is to cut all of these into slices."

"It's too heavy to carry around, so just cut it in my yard."

"Dashun, go to the kitchen and get a few knives and some coarse salt."

"Ershun, go to the palace storehouse and get some jars. Then see if there is any extra honey stored. If not, go buy some and bring it back."

"Okay." Upon hearing this, the two of them went about their business.

"Ying'er, go tell the prince that I have something tonight and won't be dining with him."

"Yes, Princess." Ying'er ran over to pass on the message.

Seeing Zhuyu's puzzled look, Ling Yueqing took the initiative to ask, "Are you curious why I always ask Ying'er to pass on messages?"

"I am a little curious. Ying'er would rather sit than lie down, and would rather stand than sit."

"That's why we need him to run more errands. She eats all the time every day, and the amount of exercise we do in the morning is too little for her."

"Let her run more to help digest the food. If she can't control her appetite, then she can only move her legs more. Otherwise, she will gain weight and suffer from more diseases when she gets older."

"Thank you for your concern, Princess." Zhu Yu suddenly realized, that's what it was.

Ever since they started doing morning exercises with the princess, they have indeed felt much better recently. They walk more lightly and feel relaxed both physically and mentally.

After a while, Er Shun came back pushing a small cart of jars and honey.

"Princess, there is a lot of honey in the cellar of the palace. It is said that the prince will put it in when making wine, so there is a lot of it stored."

"The guard in charge was very nice. When he heard that the princess needed some, he told me to take whatever I wanted and he would go buy more."

"I took a portion. Princess, have you seen enough?"

Ling Yueqing watched him take several large clay jars and thought that it was about the same. She would not make all of them into honey lemon. She also planned to keep some to dry and soak in water.

"That's about it. Use these first, and get more when they're not enough."

Ying'er also came back and brought back Xiao Mingchen's instructions.

"Princess, the prince asked you to send him some to try after you finish making it."

In response, Ling Yueqing said that there was no problem and that she would give it to him even if he didn't say so, as they were partners.

After waiting for a long time, Dashun came back panting with a knife and a bag of coarse salt.

"Princess, there is no coarse salt in the palace. I went outside to buy some."

That's true. Why would the royal palace eat coarse salt? Ordinary wealthy families wouldn't eat it either. Only poor people who can't afford fine salt would eat coarse salt.

It’s just that Ling Yueqing thought that it was not easy to make fine salt in ancient times, and it would be a waste to use it to wash lemons, so she asked for coarse salt.

"Okay, you've worked hard. Sit down and rest for a while."

After a while, Ling Yueqing assigned the tasks. Dashun and Ershun were responsible for washing the lemons, Zhu Yuying'er and the other two were responsible for cutting the lemon slices, and she was responsible for the final assembly of the jars.

Soon, several people started working in full swing.

With strength in numbers, everything was done in a short time. The honey lemons were sent to the cellar for refrigeration, and the rest were sliced ​​and dried.

Afterwards, Ling Yueqing asked Dashun and Ershun to dig a few holes in the yard, put the lemon saplings in them, and watered them.

At an angle where no one could see, she quietly placed a few of them into the space.

In fact, her main purpose was to grow lemons in the space. She heard that the growth rate could be doubled.

She only planted them in the yard for others to see. After all, she couldn't let others know that she had the space for the time being.

After picking the saplings, Dashun always felt that something was missing, but he also thought that they might have been lost on the road, so he didn't say anything.

After finishing all this, it was already past dinner time, so Ling Yueqing took a few people to the kitchen to see what was left. They would just have something to eat late in the evening.

When we arrived at the kitchen, there were only two guards on night duty standing at the door.

When they learned that Ling Yueqing wanted to use the kitchen, they readily gave way. Now they were all impressed by the princess's cooking skills.

When everyone saw that there were still some vegetables left in the kitchen from yesterday’s hotpot, they all said that they were still not satisfied with yesterday’s hotpot and wanted to eat more hotpot.

Seeing this, Ling Yueqing prepared to make a fresh tomato-flavored hotpot today, just to see if they were used to it. After all, this flavor is not as popular as spicy clear soup. Some people don’t like tomatoes, and some people only like to eat raw tomatoes.

One advantage of hot pot is that it is convenient and quick, and soon a rich tomato aroma will waft into the air.

Several people were a little nervous and restrained in front of the prince, but they were obviously much more relaxed when facing Ling Yueqing.

One reason was that Ling Yueqing always smiled and was especially nice to them. The other reason was that when they met Ling Yueqing, she was not yet a princess, so they felt particularly close to her.

The two people on night shift were also called in by Ling Yueqing to eat hotpot together.

In fact, they had already eaten in the evening, but they could not refuse the princess' invitation, mainly because their stomachs disagreed.

After eating hot pot, they even thought that if they had such treatment, they would be willing to work the night shift every day!

Sure enough, not everyone can accept tomato-flavored hotpot. Among them, Ying'er, who loves to eat it the most, doesn't like it very much, but she likes tomato soup, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, etc.

In the end, Ying'er had the clear soup, while the others had the tomato flavor.

Soon, the dinner ended happily with everyone chatting. After cleaning up the aftermath, everyone went home to find their mothers.

Two young guards were left behind, leaning against the door, keeping watch and sighing that the hot pot was really delicious.