Why am I, a cook, always involved in cases?

The child seemed to have seen through everything, and he pursed his lips tightly, as if he wanted to swallow all the pain and secrets into his stomach. This was definitely not why I brought him here.

"What on earth do you want to do by bringing me here?"

Hu Lan'er narrowed her eyes slightly, her eyes seemed to say: "You already understand in your heart."

I sighed softly, "I wanted to take you another way, but fate didn't allow it."

I slowly lowered my right hand. I heard dull noises coming from outside, but I couldn't take my eyes off Hu Lan'er's face.

"Everyone says my mother wasn't like this before, but I can't see that. She's been like this since I was born. She's bullied everyone from my older sister to the cook, and even seduced the women from our relatives into drinking and having fun. My father remained silent, nodding his head, and only begged my mother to forgive him."

Speaking of her mother Fei Ling, it is an indisputable fact that she has lost her mind.

"Once the child is born, her husband becomes her delicacy. How is this any different from a poisonous insect? Even poisonous insects do this just to reproduce."

Hu Lan'er hated her mother so much that she made her own poisonous food and kept eating it.

I understand that this is the greatest pain in her heart.

Not all mothers in the world are like Fei Ling.

But for Hu Lan'er, Fei Ling is her only mother.

"I've looked into your background, and you're very similar to your sister."

They were all raised by former imperial chefs, and their fathers were all high-ranking officials.

"I have no father or mother, only an adoptive father."

"Haha, my sister also said something similar. It's true. My sister often said that she is not my biological sister."

What exactly does Hu Laner want to express?

"That's right, she is definitely not my biological sister. Her father is an old raccoon demon. He must want to keep the emperor's bloodline around for future use."

If it wasn't her sister, then Hu Lan'er would conclude that the imperial chef had nothing to do with the "Zi" clan.

(You are talking nonsense.)

Hu Lan'er looks very similar to the imperial chef, especially when she has no expression on her face, they are exactly the same.

Hu Lan'er respected her sister, but denied that the imperial chef was her sister.

"If these children were drug addicts, they might be able to survive the winter."

After saying that, she caressed the children again.

(If it's a poisonous insect...)

It suddenly dawned on me why she brought me here.

I looked at Hu Lan'er quietly, tears in her eyes.

I wanted to reach out and comfort her, but she stopped me with a shake of her head.

(Run away.)

I thought to myself.

However, I was at a loss as to what to do next.

I know nothing about state affairs and have no interest in them.

I just want to learn more about cooking, research new dishes, and create thousands of delicious dishes.

That's enough.

That should be enough.

The life and death of others has nothing to do with me. Only my own life is the most important.

Since she brought me here, the suffering I have endured is unimaginable to others.

However, I finally reached out my hand, but was rejected by Hu Lan'er.

"I have my part to play, don't stop me."

“…What’s the point of doing this?”

I don't understand why she is so persistent and what she can gain from it.

However, I could easily guess her ending.

"It's just to vent the anger in my heart."

"It's okay to throw these things away."

Hearing this answer, Hu Lan'er showed a mischievous smile on her face.

"Let me ask you, Lin Zhiruo. If you were presented with a bowl of unknown poisonous food, and people told you you only had this one chance, what would you choose?"

“Eat it.”

I answered without hesitation.

What else can you choose?

"Indeed."

After Hu Lan'er finished speaking, she stood up with a smile.

She walked briskly, as if she had just returned from shopping and was about to leave the room.

(She is leaving.)

I am at a loss at the moment, not knowing what to do or how to proceed.

I tried desperately to find something to say, but in the end I was speechless and could only reach out and hold Hu Laner's hand.

"...At least, let me pray for you once."

“Pray for blessings? That’s not like you.”

“It’s okay to pray once in a while, just once in a while.”

I gently took off the silver hairpin on my head and gently pinned it on Hu Lan'er's lapel.

“Not in your hair?”

"It would be gorgeous if you inserted it again."

Hu Lan'er's hair was already full of ornaments.

People say that hairpins can ward off evil, but too many of them can actually bring bad luck.

"I will definitely return it to you in the future. This was given to me by someone else."

“Don’t push it, I might sell it.”

“If you want to sell it, then sell it.”

This hairpin has a simple style but a very special workmanship.

The person who gave me this hairpin was a persistent person, so this hairpin may be like its owner, lingering around and eventually returning to my hands.

"Look at your face, it's covered in dust."

I picked up the bronze mirror beside the bed and handed it to her.

"Indeed, like a raccoon cat."

Hu Laner smiled.

She looked at me with a smile.

"I'll leave everything else to you."

After saying that, she turned her back to me.

The door slammed shut and the footsteps faded away.

I couldn't help but look up and stare straight ahead.

Soon after, the whole building was shaking with the explosions becoming louder and louder.