2: Underneath A Thousand Skies

296 This Psychopathic Demon Is Psychic (48)

The two of them immediately left the tenth court and went back to the castle.

Along the way, Song Jia asked Zhao Cheng what she should call him, since he had already confessed that he wasn't Xu Jinhai.

"My name..." Zhao Cheng's eyes shook. "My name is Zhao Cheng."

Song Jia repeated it after him. "Zhao Cheng."

She smiled. "It's a good name. Cheng (成), meaning accomplished, successful, or completed. You must have been a very promising person."

It also showed how much his mother valued him, and had such high expectations for his future. Song Jia remembered the Imperial Noble Consort, Mei Guifei. She was such an ambitious woman. For her son to have destroyed the empire with his own two hands...

Song Jia felt her heart throb. She knew what Zhao Cheng had done was unforgivable. But in her heart, she also couldn't hate him. Song Jia also knew that Zhao Cheng used to be a very righteous person. For him to do so many things to the extreme...it was probably right to say that he hadn't been in his right mind after her death.

He probably...completely went insane.

But even if one could distinguish between outright murder and manslaughter by reason of loss of control or insanity, the result was still the same.

People died, and this sin couldn't be erased. Song Jia knew both of their hands were dyed with blood. Even if she hadn't known her death would result in that kind of ending, it was still partly her responsibility as a professional transmigrator.

Song Jia couldn't help but sigh. She used to be a world-hopping tasker whose only job was to prevent vengeful reincarnators from running amok and causing great trouble to the world. When did she suddenly rise to the position of maintaining the world's stability...

When they arrived back home, it was already after lunch time. Zhao Cheng hesitated, then finally braced himself.

"Jia'er, you wait here, I'll cook you a meal."

Song Jia's mind stagnated for a bit. Cook her a meal? Zhao Cheng had been pampered and spoiled his whole life. He was born as a promising prince, the empire's favorite, and when he grew up, he became the Son of Heaven. When did he ever go inside the kitchen?

One can only hope that he even knew how to boil the rice.

"No, it's alright, I'd like to see you cook."

Or rather, prevent the kitchen from blowing up!

Hearing her words, Zhao Cheng broke out in a cold sweat.

He really...didn't know how to cook!

Zhao Cheng found the kitchen according to Xu Jinhai's memories he had glimpsed before and put on his apron. Looking at the different kind of utensils and ingredients that were waiting for him, Zhao Cheng finally admitted that he was lost.

He knew how to govern an empire, and command armies to win wars. But slicing onions and garlic was definitely not part of his skill set!

He only wanted to cook her a meal just like Xu Jinhai, but he didn't have the ability. She was also sitting at the kitchen table, waiting for him.

What should he do? He regretted that he didn't focus on Xu Jinhai's cooking before and was only concerned about his interaction with her.

Zhao Cheng finally picked up a pot and put rice in it. He didn't know how to cook any dishes, but rice was still a must. After filling the pot to the brim with rice, he put on the lid and placed it on top of an old stove.