Chapter 90 Let Me Cook for Everyone!

Chapter 90: Let Me Cook Everyone a Dish!

Everyone knew she had a crush on Xie Liuzheng. Luo Qingge, that bitch, had the nerve to flirt with Xie Liuzheng right in front of her—how could she just sit there and take it?

Luo Qianxue was fuming and jumped up to go after Luo Qingge, but Consort Li grabbed her arm just in time.

"Xue'er, what are you doing? Your father and brothers are right here. What's with the outburst?"

"Mom, didn't you see Luo Qingge throwing herself at Xie Liuzheng? I'm gonna scratch her face off."

Xie Liuzheng was hers, and hers alone. She wasn't about to let anyone take him from her!

No way, not even Luo Qingge!

Consort Li softened her voice and tried to calm her down.

"Alright, that's enough. Stop making a scene. If Xie Liuzheng doesn't like you, it's his loss. I'll find you an even better husband later."

But Luo Qianxue wouldn't let it go, pouting like a brat. "No way! I only want Xie Liuzheng. I'm not marrying anyone else in this life."

"Mom, you have to help me figure out how to make him marry me."

Hearing this, Consort Li got a headache.

Honestly, she wasn't thrilled with Xie Liuzheng, but given his family's influence and power, marrying him would make Luo Qianxue the future Duchess of Rongguo Mansion, no question.

Weighing the pros and cons, she'd let Luo Qianxue do what she wanted.

But after three years of Luo Qianxue chasing after Xie Liuzheng, not only did he not like her, he started avoiding her like the plague.

And yet her dumb daughter still wouldn't give up, dead set on marrying him.

"Fine, fine. I'll help you figure something out. Just sit down for now. We'll talk about this later."

With Consort Li's gentle coaxing, Luo Qianxue finally settled down and sat back in her chair.

But her eyes, twisted with hatred like a snake's, were still glued to Luo Qingge.

Luckily, the palace banquet was packed and noisy, so no one noticed what went down between Consort Li and Luo Qianxue.

Luo Qingge picked up her teacup to take a sip, but suddenly shivered. She put the cup down and rubbed her arms.

"Third Sister-in-Law, I feel like something's watching me from behind. Do you think I'm coming down with something?"

Ji Yuntang grabbed her hand and felt her pulse.

"You're not sick. You're perfectly fine. Don't let your imagination get the best of you, little girl."

Maybe there really was something in the shadows, watching Luo Qingge.

After all, with a personality like hers, it was easy to make enemies in the palace.

With that in mind, Ji Yuntang pulled a packet of white powder from her storage space.

"Qingge, here, take this."

"Third Sister-in-Law, what is it?" Luo Qingge asked curiously.

"Poison—the kind that kills on contact. If some bully messes with you, just sprinkle it on their face."

"But don't use it unless you really have to."

Luo Qingge thought it was a great thing. She knew Ji Yuntang was worried about her safety.

Feeling touched, she tucked the packet away and hugged Ji Yuntang's arm, whining.

"Third Sister-in-Law, you're so nice to me. Unlike my second brother, who's always got a sour face and wouldn't even give me a music box. So cheap."

Ji Yuntang's mouth twitched. She knew Luo Jingshen was cheap, but she didn't realize he was that cheap.

How expensive could a music box even be? They were just cheap little trinkets the concubines and princesses liked.

Even refusing to give his own sister a music box—what a brother.

Seeing the little girl pouting, Ji Yuntang gently patted her head. "Don't worry. If your brother won't give you one, your third brother and I will."

"Our little princess Qingge deserves everything others have."

Luo Qingge beamed with joy. She felt that her childishness was truly indulged in front of Ji Yuntang.

This was something she had never experienced with anyone else.

Not even her father would spoil her like this.

"Third Sister-in-Law, I wish I had met you sooner. Then I could often sneak out of the palace to play with you."

"It's not too late now. You're always welcome at Prince Ye's Mansion."

Ji Yuntang took her hand. "Come on, let's go sit down."

Soon, it was time for the final round of the drum-and-flower game.

Consort Li, unnoticed, gave the drumming eunuch another signal.

The eunuch understood instantly and nodded slightly.

Luo Sinian, seated directly opposite them, furrowed his handsome brows.

Was it his imagination?

He felt as though Consort Li had exchanged glances with the drumming eunuch.

But how could that be?

Consort Li was supposed to be noble and magnanimous. Would she really stoop to such tricks at an event like this?

If she had orchestrated it, what was her motive?

Luo Sinian pondered for a long time but couldn't figure it out. When the peony flower landed in front of Ji Yuntang for the third time, his pupils contracted.

How could this be?

Once or twice might be coincidence, but three times?

The only one who could control the flower was the drumming eunuch.

Could it be that Consort Li was deliberately targeting Ji Yuntang?

Why would she do that?

Luo Sinian began to doubt Consort Li for the first time.

Ji Yuntang gently picked up the peony before her, a trace of sarcasm curling at the corners of her lips.

If she hadn't been sure before that someone was targeting her, now she was almost certain.

In the palace, the only ones who could bribe the young eunuch were Consort Li or Luo Qianxue.

How badly did they want to see her make a fool of herself?

The noble ladies were also at a loss for words, but with Qiu Min's experience as a warning, no one dared to voice their discontent.

It was the Empress who was the first to react, a warm and dignified smile on her face as she addressed Ji Yuntang below:

"Princess Ye, perhaps it's because this is your first time attending a palace banquet that even Heaven is looking out for you, wanting you to show yourself off to all of us. This is also a chance for everyone here to get to know you anew. Do you have any other talents?"

Ji Yuntang lowered her gaze. Of course she had talents—any one she casually presented would blow everyone away.

However, she didn't want to give certain people what they wanted.

The more they tried to dig into her secrets, the less she would show them.

"Your Majesty, can it be any talent?"

The Empress nodded. "Anything at all, as long as you believe it's something you can present to us."

Having gotten the answer she wanted, Ji Yuntang felt at ease and smiled slightly.

"I have no more talents. How about I just stir-fry a dish for everyone?"

The crowd was stunned.

Stir-fry a dish?

Was that the kind of stir-frying they were thinking of?

Did that even count as a talent?

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