Dear Commander-in-Chief



In fact, although Yun Qiao often ate the royal cuisine, she had never cooked it herself.

To be honest, she didn’t know whether it was delicious or not.

Moreover, he came back earlier than expected. Before she had a taste, she hurriedly put some salt into the pot and carried it out.

She wondered if the meat was old enough to be chewed on?

She couldn’t help but ask, “Is... is it edible?”

Gong Sheng took a sip of the soup and took a bite of the abalone. He nodded and said, “It’s Delicious.”

As he spoke, he continued to drink the entire pot of soup.

Yun Qiao’s lips finally broke into a smile. “Really? Then eat more. I’ll make more Soup for you in the future.”

The corners of Gong Sheng’s lips moved slightly. His long eyelashes fluttered as he said gently, “Cooking is very tiring. Just let the servants do these things in the future.”

Yun Qiao shook her head seriously. “It’s not tiring. Didn’t you take good care of Little Bai for me? Also, the food I make is eaten by others. I feel so happy! This is the first time in my life that I’m cooking for someone else.”

Hearing that, the corners of Gong Sheng’s eyes heated up.

Her first time?

For some reason, the feelings in his heart became more complicated.

He took a deep breath. “Okay, you can cook for me in the future.”

Yun Qiao stuck out her tongue in a good mood. “As long as I don’t act, I’ll come back to do it.”

Aiya, she didn’t expect that Yun Qiao, who was also a talented cook, could conquer her husband’s stomach on her first time cooking.

HMM, it seemed that there was nothing that couldn’t be done in this world.

Filming was the same!

Although she had no experience before, as long as she memorized the lines like how she cooked, it shouldn’t be too bad, right?

Yun Qiao thought confidently as she picked up the blue and white porcelain spoon and prepared to drink the soup.

Who knew that Gong Sheng was so quick that he snatched the pot in front of her!

“You...”

Yun Qiao was a little stunned and couldn’t react in time.

Without any explanation, Gong Sheng picked up her pot and started to drink the soup.

He only stopped after he finished all the soup in the pot in one go.

Then, he looked up and said to her, “I’m sorry, I didn’t drink enough of that bowl just now.”

Yun Qiao:”...”

Was her cooking really that good?

What kind of godly cooking skill was this? !

Her soup had been snatched away by Gong Sheng, leaving behind only white rice and vegetables. Yun Qiao’s meal was a little light.

Of course, she was still in a good mood.

After all, the feeling of being appreciated was still very pleasant.

After the meal, she remembered that there were still many stews in the kitchen. When she was making the soup, she had specially made a few extra portions and shared them with the servants.

Maybe there was still one bowl left?

She quickly went in to take a look.

Unexpectedly, when she went in, she saw that everyone had poured the soup in the stews into a big basin and then boiled the water in it.

Yun Qiao shouted, “Hey! Buddha jumps over the wall doesn’t eat like that. You are wasting God’s Gift!”

The servants didn’t expect Yun Qiao to come to the kitchen and were shocked. The servant who was holding the kettle almost dropped the kettle.

Yun Qiao walked up enthusiastically, put the kettle aside, and poured herself a bowl of soup, while eating, she demonstrated, “Eat it directly with the rich soup. It’s the original taste. Don’t dilute it with water to increase the amount of the dish. It Won’t taste good -- cough, cough, cough!”

Before she could finish her words, she coughed violently.

Because she had just drunk a mouthful of the soup she made!

The taste..