After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

When Su Qingluo went to find Yunzhou, Yunzhou's spicy hot pot soup was just coming out of the pot.

Many palace maids gathered together to watch, and it really smelled good.

Yunzhou asked the lady in the kitchen to put the pot bottom on the table in the yard. The middle of the table was hollow and there was a brazier on it.

Su Qingluo had never seen this thing before.

I don’t know when the Yunzhou was developed.

There were many dishes on the big round table, and the palace maids present gathered around the table expectantly.

After putting down the pot, Yun Zhou smiled and said to them, "Cook whatever you want to eat."

She was so engrossed in her hotpot that she didn't notice Su Qingluo at the door at all.

Su Qingluo didn't let Le Ran speak, she just watched quietly for a while.

Then he turned around and left.

She seemed to see a different Yun Zhou. In front of those palace maids, Yun Zhou did not feel any pressure and was very relaxed.

It is different from the nervousness, caution and quietness when in front of myself.

For the first time, Su Qingluo realized that she might never see Yun Zhou acting recklessly in front of her.

Because no matter what, there is always a gap between them, a gap caused by identity.

Now they are the monarch and his subject, and perhaps they will always be the monarch and his subject in the future.

Su Qingluo went to Wen Zhimiao's side hall.

When she went there, she saw Wen Zhimiao was already having lunch.

Her friends sat at the same table with her and ate the food together.

Wen Zhimiao even sat next to Shi Wanyue on purpose.

On the left is Shi Wanyue, and on the right is Wen Jiuzhao. They both eat very politely, but she eats in a messy way even when someone feeds her. Elegance is not something she has at all.

It’s as lively as Yunzhou’s.

Su Qingluo looked at it and raised the corner of her mouth unconsciously.

From a distance, Wen Zhimiao looked small, but he was still holding a piece of cake and wanted to feed it to Shi Wanyue.

[Ah, it's really beautiful, and it gives me a sense of joy in nurturing.]

[These are all my little ones, eat more.]

Su Qingluo listened to Wen Zhimiao's chaotic thoughts and felt a little amused.

At this moment, she didn't feel like a kid at all.

Especially when she saw Shi Wanyue wiping her mouth, it was obvious that she was being taken care of more.

Just when Su Qingluo was about to step in, Yun Zhou came over.

"Your Majesty, why are you here? Do you want to have dinner with the young prince?" Yun Zhou asked puzzledly.

"Come and take a look." Su Qingluo's tone became a little colder.

Yun Zhou didn't know why she suddenly became unhappy.

"You don't have to worry about the little princess. She is very happy now." Yun Zhou looked at the way Wen Zhimiao was clinging to Shi Wanyue and knew how happy she was right now.

She grew up with Wen Zhimiao, so how could she not know what she was thinking?

I guess he still thinks he is playing a game of cultivation.

After all, she used to like similar games.

Su Qingluo chuckled: "That's true."

You can feel her happiness from a distance.

"Your Majesty, aren't you going back for dinner? The kitchen has made some new things. Are you interested in going back to try them?" Yun Zhou asked cautiously.

When Su Qingluo heard her ask this, the coldness in her heart unconsciously dissipated a little.

"Oh? What is that?" Su Qingluo turned around and walked towards the dining hall.

"Your Majesty, just go and see for yourself and you'll know." Yun Zhou's mouth curled up slightly.

"What is it that you are so secretive about?"

In fact, it’s not something very mysterious. Yun Zhou just made a few dishes from later generations himself, but he didn’t know whether Su Qingluo would like them.

She originally just wanted to tinker in the kitchen, but she didn't expect that many of the seasonings needed for future dishes actually existed in this world.

At the beginning, she was not that skilled yet, so she could only ask the young palace maids to be guinea pigs, including for hot pot.

As soon as Su Qingluo walked into the dining hall, she saw a hot pot table with some other cooked food on the side.

After seeing those things, Su Qingluo suddenly realized that she seemed to have misunderstood Yun Zhou.

"This thing is called hot pot. Some people in some places in the southwest eat it this way. Your Majesty said a few days ago that the food was too bland, so I thought maybe Your Majesty could try this thing." Yun Zhou said with a smile.

Su Qingluo was slightly startled: "Because I said so?"

"Ah...yeah?"

if not?

If she just wants to eat it, she can only do it secretly.

After Su Qingluo sat down, Yun Zhou also sat down.

Yun Zhou took the bowl and chopsticks used for testing poison and scooped a spoonful of the soup, preparing to take a sip.

Su Qingluo reached out and grabbed her hand: "No need, you prepared it, I trust you."

Yun Zhou met Su Qingluo's eyes, and a hint of panic flashed across his eyes.

She quickly lowered her eyes and said, "My Lady, we should try. You trust me, but I have dealt with so many people that I cannot guarantee anything."

Yun Zhou still took a sip of the soup to confirm that there was no problem.

"What would your Majesty like to eat?" Yun Zhou put down his bowl and chopsticks, still not daring to look at Su Qingluo.

Su Qingluo's hand was still on her wrist. Yun Zhou didn't dare to struggle, but she couldn't stop her heart from beating like thunder.

Su Qingluo saw that her ears seemed to be a little red, so he let go of her wrist: "Whatever."

Yun Zhou really ordered the dishes randomly, but most of the dishes she picked were what Su Qingluo liked.

I added some first, and then helped Su Qingluo prepare the seasoning.

"Your Majesty, you can eat it with this." Yun Zhou told Su Qingluo how to eat it.

"Yeah, okay." Su Qingluo responded indifferently.

Then Yun Zhou took out some of the cooked meat.

"My lady, try it."

Su Qingluo took a bite as she said and said, "It's really good."

Yun Zhou bent his eyes unconsciously: "As long as you like it."

"Hot pot?" Su Qingluo asked again.

"Yes, this is called hot pot. It's not difficult to make. The main thing is to prepare the base. It's suitable for eating together with many people."

"Very good. Very good."

Su Qingluo took the serving chopsticks and reached out to pick up some meat for her.

"I asked you to come and eat with me, not to serve food." Su Qingluo said stiffly.

But Yun Zhou couldn't help but blushing even more.

"Thank you, empress."

Yunzhou also lowered his head and began to eat seriously.

After a while, the kitchen brought over some fried rice. The cooking skills of the lady in the small kitchen were really good.

There were also some drinks. Su Qingluo liked wine, but he had to work during the day and couldn't drink too much.

Yunzhou couldn't drink it, so he thought of asking the lady in the kitchen to help make some fruit wine.

It's similar to a drink, but not too alcoholic.

After failing many times, I finally succeeded recently.

Yun Zhou let Su Qingluo taste it like offering a treasure.

Feeling her expectant eyes, Su Qingluo took a sip. It was quite refreshing when paired with the hotpot.

“It’s a good match, not bad.”

After Su Qingluo finished speaking, Yun Zhou breathed a sigh of relief and could no longer hide the smile on his face.

Seeing her happy, the unhappiness in Su Qingluo's heart disappeared.