Dressed as the prince's substitute? I took the throne

Seeing Zhou Chuxuan's puzzled eyes, Murong Xue's face suddenly darkened: "What's wrong, Your Highness? Can't I learn to cook a good dish?"

"Although I'm a military commander, I'm also a woman. Isn't it natural for women to master these skills?"

Zhou Chuxuan took a deep breath, sat down at the table, looked at Nangong Yanling and said in a deep voice: "Miss Nangong, I'm not very hungry today. How about you try it first?"

Nangong Yanliang waved his hands repeatedly: "Your Highness, I'm not very hungry today. Otherwise, why don't you let Qiao'er have the first bite?"

Murong Xue's mouth twitched wildly: "Hey, Your Highness, Nangong Yanling, what do you two mean? I'm a woman too, and women are naturally gifted in cooking!"

"Others may have talent, but you, really not necessarily!" Zhou Chuxuan held his forehead. When he first came in, it looked good, but now that he looked closer, Zhou Chuxuan was frightened.

Why does this taste not seem right?

Su Qiao'er also smiled softly while covering her mouth: "Your Highness, there are two more dishes at the back. I'm cooking them. You guys eat first, I'll be there soon!"

Su Qiaoer really left, and soon there were only three people left in the yard. They stared at each other awkwardly.

Zhou Chuxuan pushed a plate of scallion tofu in front of Nangong Yanling and said, "Miss Nangong, how about you try it? I think it should be good, right?"

To put it bluntly, this thing cannot be called a dish. After all, you can cook it even if you don't learn how to cook it, and it shouldn't taste bad.

At this time, the scars on Nangong Yanling's face have almost all disappeared, and her whole face has regained its beautiful appearance. However, she has ointment on her face now, so she cannot have too many facial expressions.

Looking at Zhou Chuxuan, he said with difficulty: "Your Highness, my face is really a little inconvenient. If I show any other expression later, won't it be troublesome? You should do it!"

Just as the two of them were trying to shirk their responsibility, a rough voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Your Highness, is there any food?"

Han Bin and Ma Sandao walked in quickly. Looking at the food on the table, Ma Sandao's eyes lit up: "Your Highness, if there is enough food, I will eat a few mouthfuls!"

After spending such a long time together, Ma Sandao no longer had any suspicion towards Zhou Chuxuan. When they were together in private, he was just as casual with him as if he were his own brothers.

Zhou Chuxuan knew Ma Sandao's character and would never blame him for this.

Seeing Ma Sandao's anxious look, Zhou Chuxuan and Nangong Yanling looked at each other and pushed all the food on the table in front of Ma Sandao.

"Your Highness, what are you doing?"

Ma Sandao watched the two people's actions and scratched the back of his head in surprise: "Your Highness, don't you want to eat?"

The two said in unison: "Your Highness, we are full!"

"Hahaha! Then, Your Highness, I won't be polite!"

Ma Sandao laughed heartily, and regardless of Han Bin's obstruction, he directly picked up the bowl, scooped some food into the bowl, and began to eat voraciously.

Not long after, Ma Sandao's face suddenly became stiff, and he slowly put down his bowl, even with the food in his mouth still unswallowed.

Seeing him like this, Zhou Chuxuan and Nangong Yanling finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hahaha! Your Highness, I finally understand how painful it is for those who test poison!"

"It's okay, it's okay, General Ma. This time it's really thanks to you! Otherwise, we would have been the ones to get hurt! How about some more?"

"puff!"

Ma Sandao ran straight to the kitchen and vomited violently into a big bucket. He even stuck his finger into his throat and almost vomited out the New Year's Eve dinner.

After a while, a man staggered out of the kitchen with a pale face and squatted beside Zhou Chuxuan, looking extremely distressed: "Your Highness, who made this meal? Why is it so disgusting?"

"When I was in northern Xinjiang, I also ate grass roots and tree bark, but I enjoyed it. I never thought that such delicious ingredients could be used to make such unpalatable dishes!"

These words made Murong Xue's face darken. "Ma Sandao, you'd better reorganize your words. What's so bad about my food?"

Ma Sandao was startled and turned his head stiffly to look at Murong Xue: "General Murong, did you cook this meal?"

"Yes!"

Seeing Murong Xue's increasingly dangerous look, Ma Sandao quickly raised his hands: "Hehe, hehe! General Murong, I was just joking. Don't you know me? I usually like to joke around!"

"This food is so delicious, Your Highness, Miss Nangong, would you all like to try it too?"

Looking at the attentive Ma Sandao, Zhou Chuxuan and Nangong Yanling looked at each other again and chuckled, "If it tastes good, eat more!"

"General Murong, I'm not very hungry, I'll go back to my room first!" Zhou Chuxuan stood up while holding back his laughter.

Nangong Yanling also stood up shortly after him. "I need to change the medicine and go back to my room first! Since General Ma likes these dishes, can you please finish them all?"

As soon as these words came out, Ma Sandao immediately put on a mask of pain and looked at Zhou Chuxuan: "Your Highness, Your Highness, I..."

"Hey, hey, hey, General Murong, please don't do anything! I want to eat it, isn't it okay for me to eat it?"

At the critical moment, Han Bin directly abandoned Ma Sandao and followed Zhou Chuxuan closely into the house: "Your Highness, I have some information to report to you!"

Zhou Chuxuan waved his hand, motioning Nangong Yanling and Han Bin to sit down. "Go ahead, General Han! I knew General Han wouldn't come to my house unless it was important! In my small mansion, General Han won't have the luxury of being a guest like General Ma!"

Han Bin waved his hand: "Don't blame me, Your Highness. I have a temper like this. I'm not as free and easy as my second brother!"

After a pause, Han Bin said softly, "Your Highness, the scouts from Qingzhou have reported that all 7,000 Qingzhou troops have been mobilized, with most heading to Lotus Mountain for defense. They've surrounded the entire mountain so tightly that even a fly would have difficulty getting through!"

"Moreover, Qingzhou, facing the capital, has also been defended!"

"We suspect that the governor of Qingzhou has likely received orders from Zhou Wanjiang. Now that Qingzhou has become Zhou Wanjiang's headquarters, should we choose a date and attack Qingzhou directly?"

Zhou Chuxuan pinched his chin gently: "Not yet, let's wait and see what happens. If it's just a small Qingzhou, it won't take long to capture him!"

"But, compared to this, I want to understand a person more clearly!"

"Who?"