Chapter 593 Healing the Young Master's Disease in Emperor Jiuque

Watching the back of Yun Tian leaving, Yun Qingyan packed the food cup for porridge, and when she turned her head, she saw the cold and dark handsome face of Di Jiuque.

The handsome and young face seemed to be covered with a dark cloud, both anger and a kind of silent grievance.

Because his face is too prosperous, the angry appearance of the young man looks particularly good-looking.

Yun Qingyan's heart softened, and he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have promised him in the morning that he would cook food for him with his own hands.

"Don't be angry. I'm going to the kitchen to cook you something to eat now?" She didn't eat anyway, so she cooked her own portion by the way.

Smart as a cloud, how could he not see that Yun Tian was deliberately angry with the Emperor Jiuque?

Yun Qingyan's words softened Di Jiuque's face slightly, but still arrogantly snorted coldly, "If you don't do well, the deity won't eat it."

Obviously want to eat, but still holding this shelf! Yun Qingyan ruthlessly spurned Di Jiuque in her heart.

However, when he looked like a teenager, he put on airs, and his arrogant and duplicitous appearance was not annoying at all, and it was unexpectedly interesting.

However, already used to bickering with Di Jiuque, Yun Qingyan would not easily let him go on the shelf, she snorted softly and said, "Then don't eat it."

After all, he went straight to the kitchen by himself.

Di Jiuque's face is arrogant, but his body is more honest than anything else, so he hastily followed!

By the time Yun Qingyan got to the kitchen, it was already past dinner time. The originally lively kitchen was completely silent, and only a few people stayed in it to gossip and gossip.

As soon as Yun Qingyan came in, an aunt with a round body and a sturdy but simple face stood up.

"Eldest Miss is here? Are you hungry?" They knew that Yun Qingyan didn't come to the kitchen at noon and didn't get any food.

The woman patted her chest, "Miss, just tell me Sister Axiang what you want to eat.

There is nothing that my sister-in-law A Xiang can't make in this Kyoto cuisine! "

In the past two days, Yun Qingyan came to cook porridge herself, but she was shocked by their group, thinking that the eldest lady no longer liked the food they made.

But after hearing that it was a medicinal meal for Young Master Guang Han, he felt relieved.

They are cooks, and although they also know some nourishing combinations, they are really not good at these medicated meals that require the use of spiritual fruit and elixir.

Such expensive medicinal materials can be properly handled by the eldest lady.

"No, thank you, Mrs. Axiang." Yun Qingyan smiled at Mrs. Axiang, full of youth, as if she was really just a simple girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, pure and full of youthful vitality, "I today I want to do it myself."

"Okay then." Sister Axiang, who was in high spirits just now, stepped back a little disappointed. Alas, the eldest lady hasn't eaten much of the food they made these days, so sad.

When Yun Qingyan started to prepare the ingredients to wash the vegetables, the idle people in the kitchen were eager to help each other.

They don't know how to deal with spirit grass and spirit fruit. As senior chefs, can't they handle these simple vegetables and fruits?

However, they were once again rejected by Yun Qingyan.

Yun Qingyan glanced sideways and landed on Di Jiuque, who was watching the excitement in a leisurely fashion, "Yun Jiu, come and help."

What about peerless power and profound cultivation? In short, you can't be indifferent to the five grains, right? She is going to cure his 'young master's disease' today.

"Are you talking about the deity?" Di Jiuque, who was leisurely looking at Yun Qingyan, had a puzzled look on his handsome and handsome face.