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Yun Anan stewed a big pot of carrot mutton soup.

Carrots and mutton go together wonderfully, the aroma is simply irresistible.

Inside the Yi Wangfu, the whole courtyard was filled with people holding bowls, eating mutton and drinking radish soup. For a moment, it was unexpectedly harmonious.

"Delicious, simple ingredients can make such a delicious dish. This old man wants to have another bowl."

Old Wang had already lost count of how many bowls he had drunk, and at the end, he poured himself another bowl of mutton and radish soup.

"Hey girl, is your foot feeling better"

"Thanks to Old Wang Ye's connections, I won't die."

Sitting in a wheelchair, Yun Anan rested her shoulders and looked at everyone.

What are Bei Chen Han and the others doing at Yi Wangfu again

The Imperial Consort's cooking skills have improved significantly.

Beichenhan also drank the second bowl, praising Yun'annan's cooking skills.

"When do I get that get-out-of-jail-free card"

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, her second wish was for an immunity charm, but it had been so long and North Star Cold hadn't released it yet.

Is that whining

Since I have promised you, of course, Your Majesty, I will not go back on my word.

>That's for the best.

Too lazy to care about Bei Chenhan and the others' purpose, Bei Chenyi pushed Yun Annan back to his study.

"An'er, sleep for a while. Your husband will be back soon."

"Hmm."

She didn't bother with what Beichen Han was doing at the Yi Wangfu. She was rather tired right now and just wanted to sleep soundly for a while.

In her dream, Yun'an arrived in a world filled with flowers.

Among the flowers, butterflies flutter gracefully, dancing around me, a breathtaking sight.

At this moment, a white butterfly landed on Yun An'an's fingertip. A sharp pain shot through her, and the white butterfly gradually turned blood red, a horrifying crimson.

When the butterfly turned crimson, it vanished from the sky in a blink.

In place of it, the vast expanse of flowers turned to ash and dissipated into the heavens and earth. Only a winding river of blood flowed upon the ground.

A scene as terrifying as the hells of Asura appears before my eyes, a deathly stillness, a desolate solitude...

"This... where is this"

Yun An'an stood alone in the sea of blood, gazing into the distance. Beneath her feet, tendrils of blood snaked out, constantly entwining and restraining her. Even with all her strength, she couldn't break free.

Suffocating, the blood-red vines wrapped her tightly, leaving her unable to breathe.

Yun An woke up from a nightmare, sitting up with a cold sweat dripping down her forehead.

Boom!

"Who"

With a faint thud, Yun An'an followed the sound and saw a black shadow vanish instantly.

"Who's there"

Yun An'an dragged her swollen foot and hopped to the outer room of the study, but the door and windows of the outer room were all closed tightly.

"Your Majesty"

Qingfeng, who had been standing guard outside the door, gently knocked on the study door and asked Yun'an what had happened.

"It's nothing!"

Looking around, Yun'an raised her sleeve to wipe the sweat from her forehead. It seemed that she had misread in her daze.

"Where's Uncle"

He glanced outside. The sky was already dark, and he didn't know if those people had left.

"As for the Wangfei, the Wangye and His Majesty, the Old Emperor, are still in the front hall."

Still here

This is all getting out of hand. What can't be said in court, must be brought back to Yiwangfu

Every time Beichen comes, nothing good ever happens in Yiwang Mansion.

"Your Majesty… the old King asked me to tell you something."

Qingfeng didn't want to say it, but the old king threatened him with his life.

I understood.

"Huh"

Qingfeng was taken aback. Before he could even say a word, the Princess had already known.

Without Qingfeng having to say anything, Yun'anan already knew what Old Wangye wanted him to convey.

It's just about baking a few more cakes, after all, she promised the old king a few days ago.

Fine, I'm bored anyway. Since I sprained my ankle, I've been idle. Might as well let these people who have never tasted cake experience its deliciousness.

In the Yiwang Hall, Beichen Yi and Beichen Han sat on either side, with Lao Wangye, Gao Lin, Han Qing, and others seated below them.

Old Wang looked distressed, glanced at Beichen Han and then at Beichen Yi, before finally speaking.

"Your Majesty, the situation in the thirteen border cities has stabilized, but this stability seems too strange."

Old Wang couldn't exactly say what was strange, but he felt uneasy. He always had a feeling that something fishy was going on in the thirteen border cities.

"Alright, let's drop this matter. Let's just do things as General Han suggested."

At the final council meeting of the Thirteen City Alliance, Han Qing, as commander of the alliance, was given authority to manage all thirteen cities. Xiong Chu Mo served as his assistant general.

"Yes, your Majesty! Han Qing takes your orders."

Lowering his head, no one could see what Han Qing was thinking.

At this moment, a rich and intoxicating sweet aroma wafted through the air.

Qingfeng pushed Yun'an'an, while Bai Shiqi pushed a giant fruit cake in front of the crowd.

Although Old Wang had never seen this white, fragrant thing before, he could be sure it was edible and very delicious.

He got up and walked forward, his finger scooping a bit of the cake's edge cream and putting it in his mouth.

In an instant, Old Wang widened his eyes.

"This, this... What is this!"

A taste that defies description explodes on the palate.

The melt-in-your-mouth sweetness was captivating, he had never tasted such a heavenly flavor.

It's even more tender than a baked cake.

"Old Wang… Can we wash our hands before eating"

Yun'an glanced disdainfully at Old King, took the knife and cut a piece of cake, putting it on a plate, then turned to come in front of Beichen Yi.

"Ah~"

Then, Bei Chen Yi demonstrated by opening his mouth and scooping up a spoonful of cake. The taste lingered on his lips.

"Uncle, is it sweet"

"Sweet."

Beichen Yiman's eyes were filled with gentle praise.

But An'er is sweeter.

The food in her mouth was sweet and delicious, but the woman's eyes were even sweeter and more fragrant.

"Oh my, so many people, I'd be embarrassed~"

Yun An'an, sitting in a wheelchair, twisted and turned, her cheeks flushed red all the way to her ears.

Have another bite, I added some little strawberries, try it.

Whipping cream is a chore, but luckily she doesn't have to do it herself.

I only made a fruit cake with limited ingredients. Although it doesn't taste as good as the chocolate ice cream buttercream cake I used to make, it's not bad either.

Even from afar, Old Master Li was still watching Yun An'an, waiting for her to cut a piece of pastry for Beichen Han as well. Who knew that this woman didn't even acknowledge anyone else, and wholeheartedly fed the Regent King pastries.

"Your Majesty, this old slave will be right back."

Li Gonggong stepped forward, holding a plate and imitating Yun An'an's way of cutting cake, he also cut a piece.

After all, he was in the Prince Regent's Mansion. Eating and drinking needed to be careful and cautious. As Li Gonggong, a close attendant, naturally had to taste the first bite. Only after confirming it was safe could it be sent to Bei Chenhan's front.

When the cake entered his mouth, Li Gonggong's expression was even more exaggerated than Old Wangye's.

After so many years in the palace, he had eaten countless delicacies, but this white pastry was a flavor he had never tasted before.

"Your Majesty, please have a taste."

Beichen's cold eyes narrowed slightly, casting a meaningful glance at the couple beside him. A fleeting shadow of malice crossed his gaze.

"As the mistress of the royal manor, Princess Yi's hospitality leaves much to be desired."

Upon hearing Bei Chenhan's words, Yun Anan became unhappy.

Did you guys come on your own She didn't invite you.

Besides, ~

"Your Majesty, I am wounded."

You're blind, can't you see she's injured

…"

Beichen Han still wanted to say something, until the moment the cake entered his mouth, all his words vanished like smoke.

"Grandfather Li, please serve me another helping."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Although the cake is not small, there are many people.

Gao Lin knew Yun An'an was a skilled cook and didn't wait for her to speak. He got up, holding a plate and walked forward, cutting himself a large piece of cake.

"Delicious, really delicious!!! General Han, you should try some too"

"Then Han said, "I won't be polite then, thank you, An An, for your hospitality."

As soon as Han Qing uttered those words, the main hall of the Prince's mansion was instantly filled with a biting chill. Even though it was summer, the cold emanating from Bei Chen Yi was like the arrival of winter.

Old Wang glared at Han Qing with his white brows furrowed.

This kid is truly despicable.

"If you have some, eat it quickly."

Old Wang warned Han Qing, "Go crazy if you want, but don't delay us eating cake."

A cake was soon eaten clean.

After eating and drinking their fill, the crowd also left Yiwangfu one by one.

Outside Yi Wangfu's gate, Yun Anan leaned against Bei Chen Yi's arms, watching the carriage gradually disappear from view. Her brows arched slightly.

"How did they get here again The palace was bombed!"

Instead of staying in the splendid palace, he chose to come to Yiwangfu.

"Uncle."

Yun An'an looked up at Bei Chen Yi.

"How many days will it be before the palace banquet, and will something happen We agreed that if anyone provokes me, I won't be polite!"

"When the man gives An'er his support, An'er can do whatever he wants."

"Awesome!"

At the palace banquet, she didn't believe that Beichen Han would honestly host a feast. It must be a trap even redder than the Hongmen Banquet.

"Uncle, tomorrow I'm going to ask you a favor. Be sure to get the golden amulet of immunity."

……

The next day.

Yingtian Academy.

Qingfeng was pushing Yun Anan in her wheelchair just as they were about to enter Yantian Academy when Yu Changyuan stopped them.

You won't be able to go to class this morning.

Yu Changyuan stared intently at Yun An'an.

"Why."

"Look!"

He pointed to a group of people not far away, men and women, old and young, beautiful and ugly. These people were all here to consult Yun Annan about the recent situation of Grade A students in Class Ding.

There are at least a hundred.

Either bringing servants, advisors, or maidservants, the purpose was always the same: they wanted to know if those left behind in the first class of commoners still had any value to be exploited.

To this, Yun An'an's answer was very consistent.

"My students, who I trained myself, are absolutely the best and brightest talents out there."

"Your Highness, may I ask you a question"

Li Qi, the second cousin of Jia Dengban Li Qi, raised his hand to ask a question.

"Please speak."

"Yuansini, Gongsun Lang, Mochenjun, Han Qing and Regent King Beichen Yi, which one do you love more, Your Highness the Princess of Beichen"

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As soon as this problem came up, Yun Anan was stunned.

Yu Changyuan also stood awkwardly aside for a moment, then silently gave Li Qi, his second cousin, a thumbs-up in approval.

This question is so impressive!, so they couldn't waste any of the limited time."Done."Holding three tickets, Yun An'an smiled, her smile was kind and warm."Since you're filial to your father, he'll take a relaxing vacation.""I reg...