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Qin Yang's surprised question made Xia Zheng feel that she couldn't have the surname Xia, but she still bowed and said, "Yes, my name is Xia Zheng."

"Summer's summer?"

"Yes."

It was her!

The word "Xia" was embroidered on the sachet that saved Gu Yi's life.

Even though it was crooked and difficult to recognize, it was similar to his own handwriting, so he recognized it.

Looking at Xia Zheng again, with her fair skin, rosy cheeks and sparkling eyes, isn't she the concubine who was chased in the Duke's Mansion that day?

But today there is no panic like that day, and it looks somewhat familiar.

It’s...it’s the maid digging by the river!

"You...you used to be a maid?"

Xia Zheng was even more confused. Wasn't this already common knowledge?

Besides, there is nothing surprising about her having been a maid.

Although Xia Zheng was uncomfortable with Qin Yang's sudden surprise, she still answered honestly. "Yes, I was originally a kitchen maid in the Marquis's Mansion. I returned to the Duke's Mansion with the Crown Prince's Consort and also worked in the small kitchen in the Crown Prince's Consort's courtyard."

"The Crown Princess's small kitchen!" Qin Yang was startled again. He happened to see the tea bowl in her hand. He smelled the sweet aroma inside and asked excitedly, "What...what's in this?"

"I made some pastries with milk to fill the Second Miss's stomach. If Young Master Qin..."

"No, no, no, I don't want it!" Qin Yang interrupted eagerly, his eyes gleaming as he took a step forward. Seeing Xia Zheng retreat in panic, he realized he had misunderstood her and immediately waved his hand to explain. "Don't get me wrong, I was just anxious at the moment. I had no other thoughts. I just wanted to ask if you've ever made tangerine ice juice in the Duke's Mansion's kitchen and written down the recipe for Gu Yizi?"

"Yes."

really!

really!

"Then...then you know a lot of things that other chefs don't. I've never seen your ice juice and milk tea before. No, it's different from the others."

"I do like to make some strange and unusual dishes, but I don't know why Master Qin is asking about this. Is it related to the Crown Prince?"

At first, Xia Zheng was confused by Qin Yang's behavior, but after listening to his words, every word was confirming her cooking skills. Especially after getting the answer, it was as if she had grasped some hope, so she began to doubt.

Faced with Xia Zheng's question, Qin Yang was a little hesitant.

This cannot be leaked, but...

"Master Qin, I belong to the Crown Prince, and I'm carrying his child. Furthermore, I don't have a powerful family, so my life and honor depend on him. I'm not the only one, but I'm at least one of the top three who least wants him to be safe. I won't do anything that would harm him. If I can help, I'll do it for you."

Rather than planning a desperate battle, Xia Zheng hoped that Gu Yizi could return alive, which would be in her best interest.

Qin Yang was still hesitant, but thinking of the precarious situation outside the Great Wall and the difficult-to-solve situation in Kyoto, plus he had secretly asked many chefs to ask in the past two days, but none of them had a solution, this was the only way to try his luck.

He looked at Xia Zheng again, seeing the sincerity in her eyes and thinking about the way Gu Yizi held the sachet tightly, he thought that two people who love each other should not betray each other.

Even if she betrayed him, she still had the Crown Prince's wife and the Empress Dowager above her, who could suppress her.

Thinking of this, Qin Yang carefully observed his surroundings, pulled Xia Zheng to a more secluded riverside, and lowered his voice, "Let me ask you, in this freezing cold place where even water can't be boiled, is there any way to quickly and easily get a bite of hot food?"

Eat?

Didn't Kyoto send people to clear the road and deliver food a few days ago? Why is there still a shortage at the front line?

But Xia Zheng did not ask any further questions. This kind of thing was not something she should know, and it was best not to know.

Just quickly search for the corresponding recipe in your mind.

Suddenly, I remembered something.

"Yes, I do, but I'm not completely sure. I need to make it and try it out first. So, Mr. Qin, go to Old Yang's Food Shop in the west of the city tomorrow. I'll have someone make it for me. You can try it first. If it works, you can take the recipe. If not, I'll find another way."

Qin Yang didn't expect that Xia Zheng really had a plan to deal with it, and even that she could think of another plan if the first one failed. He immediately became impatient.

"Can we do this tonight? It's not possible to do this during the day."

"That's fine."

"Then it's settled." After saying that, Qin Yang started to leave.

"Wait." Xia Zheng hurriedly stopped them and asked in a low voice, "Is the prince okay?"

Understanding his daughter's thoughts and her concern for her lover, Qin Yang smiled and said, "As long as your prescription works, your young master will not only be safe, but will also be able to come back to see you soon."

Xia Zheng felt that there was a hint of joking in the words, but she thought that Qin Yang was just a jumpy and strange person, so she didn't care.

As long as Gu Yizi is still alive, it's fine.

In addition to being thankful, there was an indescribable emotion in her heart, but she did not delve into it.

After Qin Yang and I went our separate ways, the banquet began immediately.

The hustle and bustle in the Chairman's Hall in Merlin had nothing to do with Xia Zheng. There was not even any singing or dancing to be seen inside. One could only hear the sounds of stringed instruments and occasional bursts of laughter, which seemed very cheerful.

She ate some food casually, propped up her head and took a nap for a while, then Caiwei came to call her back home.

It was not until nightfall that she returned to her own courtyard.

Calculating the time, he took out a pen and paper without wasting a moment, wrote down the recipe he had seen in the cookbook, and called Chef Yang over to ask her to immediately have Yang Xun take the gift home and deliver it to the food store.

Yang Xun rushed home before it was completely dark, carrying bags.

As soon as I walked in, I felt that the atmosphere in the restaurant was different from before.

"Why did you come so late? The food got cold while I was waiting for you." Mrs. Yang shouted and pulled the person inside, closing the door at the same time.

Only after the door was closed tightly did Qin Yang walk down from the second floor.

"Did Xia Zheng give you the recipe?"

Knowing who the other party was, Yang Xun nodded quickly and immediately took out the recipe given by Xia Zheng from the interlayer of a pile of things and handed it to his father.

Brother Yang took a look and immediately walked towards the kitchen, with Qin Yang following closely behind.

Knead the dough, roll it out, and cook it all in one go. Then take out the long, thin noodles, stack them neatly into a square, and use a slotted spoon to fry them in a pan.

When it looks like it’s almost done, scoop it out, put it in a bowl, and wait for it to cool completely.

On the other side, Mrs. Yang was also busy. She cut the vegetables into small pieces and put them on the fire to dry out the moisture. When the noodles were completely cooled and the vegetables were dried, she put them in a bowl, poured unboiled water into the bowl, covered the bowl and let it soak.

Everyone stared at the bowl, no one knew what would be inside when the lid was opened.

Especially the Yang couple, they had no idea who Qin Yang was. They just saw that he had a gloomy face and a terrifying cruel aura around him, so they felt that he was not a good person. They wondered what would happen to them if something went wrong.

"It's almost time." Yang Xun asked softly while looking at the time written on the prescription.

Brother Yang swallowed and watched Qin Yang open the plate with trembling hands.