Ghostly Masked Prince Xiao: Pampering and Spoiling the Little Adorable Consort

(43) His Coldness, Her Panic

When Chu Qing-Yan stepped into the Jade Garden's courtyard, that back view of the figure in the room greeted her eyes. A light breeze entered through the windows and gently brushed the muslin, giving someone the illusion of him being simple and elegant like mist. He leisurely sat on the chair, his straight black hair illuminated. His sharp eyes were narrowed slightly, his thin sculpted lips pursed lightly. The silver mask hid that strict icy arrogance and loneliness that threatened to come out. Standing alone, he gave off a domineering disdain of the world.

Chu Qing-Yan suddenly had the impulse to tear off that thin cold mask and glance at the face that was covered. However, this idea merely flashed by and was very quickly suppressed by her. She knew of the rumors that floated outside, that he was disfigured by a huge fire. From Xi Ning's earnest advice, she knew that this was one of the taboos in the prince's manor. It was also one of Xiao Xu's bottom lines that shouldn't be touched.

Just in this moment of daydreaming, she felt Xiao Xu cast an inconspicuous glance. She quickly put on a naive smiling expression. Who knew that after the other side saw this, his gaze shifted away in dislike.

Chu Qing-Yan lightly coughed and hurriedly sat down. So, it turned out she had unintentionally stared at the other person for a long time. Those who didn't know would have thought she was staring like a lovestruck fool. Chu Qing-Yan was somewhat vexed.

She had just pulled out the chair to sit on when she heard the person at her side lazily say, "Now there's no headache, fever or parts of the body that feel unwell?"

Chu Qing-Yan knew that he was speaking sarcastically of her actions for the past few days and couldn't help but smile embarrassedly, "This servant is indebted to His Highness for your concern, Qing-Yan has already recovered completely."

One could only see Xiao Xu lightly laugh. Unable to hear joy or displeasure in this laugh, Chu Qing-Yan was puzzled deep in her heart; this person was too unfathomable.

The dishes were already on the table. As expected, comparing them to the food this morning was simply like comparing heaven and earth.

Xiao Xu glanced at Chu Qing-Yan's appearance with the bright gleam in her eyes. She looked like a puppy that had just seen a bone and was drooling with desire. A faint smile flitted through the depth of his eyes that even he himself wasn't aware of.

Only after being drunk will you know the strength of booze; Not until you have loved will you realize how deep feelings go.

At this moment, Chu Qing-Yan finally realized, after eating something unappetizing, did she realize the deliciousness of the dish. Merely one meal was able to make her fully aware of Huang Yi's craftsmanship. In just a few short days, her stomach had already been bought by Huang Yi.

Huang Yi was still waiting on the side. Seeing her being so enthralled with her own cooking, her heart was extremely happy. As a cook, the most important thing was that her own cooking was able to receive recognition, and Ninth Miss Chu used body language to show her approval for her culinary skills. Unlike these years, when her own family's prince ate her dishes, he never revealed a joyful expression or a gasp of admiration like Ninth Miss Chu did, this had always made her feel very lonely. Now, having met a judge of good talent, how could she not be happy?

Chu Qing-Yan herself didn't know she had wormed her way into Huang Yi's heart. After eating three little bowls of rice, she finally stopped herself. Then, she somewhat regretfully stole a glance at the person in front of her. Don't know if her big appetite had shocked him. What if he felt that she was a waste of food expense, would he dock her meals?

Xiao Xu saw her putting down her bowl and chopsticks, and looked at him with a cautious expression. He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. He dusted off his sleeves and stood up, "To the study."