I was a queen in ancient times, no, a maid!

Cheng Yu looked at the angry Zhao Shiyan and said, "Be considerate of your sister."

Zhao Shiyan was slightly stunned. He always felt that the tone of her words sounded like an insult, but what she said was indeed true.

"I didn't know I was asking you to cook. If I had known, I wouldn't have allowed you to come."

Cheng Yu glanced at Zhao Shiyan and said, "My Lord, please don't delay me from making money. The young lady is introducing clients to me."

If the meal she prepared satisfied the girl from the Yang family, she could go to the Yang family and prepare a birthday banquet for the old lady of the Yang family. Not to mention how much reward she would receive after the meal, she could earn a lot of money just by preparing this meal.

The key is that she has established some friendship with the girls of the Yang family. When she needs help in the future, she has the eldest girl Zhao Rulan in Prince Jing's mansion, and the eldest girl of the Yang family in the mansion of Marquis Zhenyuan.

Who would complain about not knowing many people?

Zhao Shiyan stared at Cheng Yu and asked, "Are you short of money? I have some private money on hand, I'll give it to you first."

Cheng Yu stared in astonishment: "How can you take the prince's money without permission?"

Zhao Shiyan knew that Cheng Yu would not take it for free, so he immediately said: "I won't give it to you for free either. I will take interest based on the amount of business you do."

"Your Highness, are you still short of money?"

“Who has more money?”

Zhao Shiyan's words left Cheng Yu speechless.

Zhao Shiyan asked Madam Song from the small kitchen to bring soup to Miss Yang in the front hall, and took her away directly.

Cheng Yu wanted to refuse, but Zhao Shiyan said, if you come with me obediently, I will send you back quietly later.

If she resisted, he would just carry her and leave.

Cheng Yu was really afraid that Zhao Shiyan would do this.

She had no choice but to follow him to the study. Zhao Shiyan was quite good at treating wounds, but hers was a burn, while most of the injuries in his medicine box were from bruises and sprains.

"Does it still hurt? If not, let's go to the clinic outside."

Cheng Yu said softly, "My Lord, it's just a minor burn, you don't have to worry too much. Besides, it's normal for a cook to get burned once or twice."

Zhao Shiyan: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"Don't dare."

She was smart and gave in immediately.

I don't dare to apply ointment on a burn.

Zhao Shiyan just helped her deal with it, flushing it with cold water several times. Her skin was originally fair, and the burned area looked even more frighteningly red, but blisters would not form for a while.

"My Lord, I should go back now."

Zhao Shiyan hummed, then said, "I agree to the kind of relationship you mentioned before."

Cheng Yu was stunned for a moment, "What kind of relationship?"

Sure enough, everything this woman said was just a perfunctory response to him. She probably wanted to scare him away when she said those words before.

"It means that I am with you in private, and our relationship is not public."

Cheng Yu suddenly remembered, oh, the relationship she was talking about was a hidden relationship.

"Aren't you afraid of being wronged, my Lord?"

Why would you let yourself suffer for a little woman?

Zhao Shiyan had never treated himself unfairly in the first 25 years, but when it came to Cheng Yu, he admitted defeat.

"I've already compromised, why are you still saying this? What do you mean?"

"I didn't. Don't I feel that I have wronged you?"

Maybe it’s not a bad idea to have a love relationship.

Zhao Shiyan has a good status, a good figure, good looks, and is good at fighting. The key is that he likes her.

"My Lord, you are so well-off, aren't you afraid that I will really like you and won't let you go, or that you will make trouble if I don't agree to marry the Crown Prince's Consort?"

Zhao Shiyan thought about this issue seriously.

"Loyalty is the most basic quality of a person. I can promise that I will not be involved with any other women while I am with you. Similarly, you have to promise me the same."

He didn't answer her, but instead used the rules she proposed to trap her.

"Of course I will do it."

"So good."

"You said before, what is our relationship called?" Zhao Shiyan asked.

"A romantic relationship." Cheng Yu whispered.

It's funny to say that she actually started a relationship with an ancient man, but this relationship was just a conversation, not sex...

But Cheng Yu didn't dare to say this. She was afraid that if she didn't mention it, Zhao Shiyan would really think about it.

Cheng Yu was just about to say that he wanted to leave, but Zhao Shiyan grabbed his arm and held him in his arms.

"Now that the relationship is established, I should be able to exercise my privileges."

"What……."

Before she could utter the word "privilege", her lips were sealed. At first she could barely stand steady, but later, the man was too strong. Cheng Yu felt that the little yang energy in her body was about to be sucked away by Zhao Shiyan.

"My Lord, I can't do it anymore..."

Zhao Shiyan whispered with a slight smile, "Is this not enough?"

"You stepped on my foot. It hurts."

Zhao Shiyan didn't pay any attention to his feet at all. His body was no longer controlled by his brain.

"I didn't notice it. Does it hurt? Let me help you check."

Cheng Yu didn't dare let the man take off her shoes. If she took off her shoes now, she might have to take off her clothes the next second.