My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

Yun Qingyan estimated in his heart that since it is to be done, it is naturally to be a support for the family.

It's been a long time since I made spiritual food by myself, let's see if her craft has fallen.

In addition to Yuntian's relatively calm performance, Yunjiang and the others were immediately surprised when they heard that they were also being invited.

"Quietly girl, I'm not hungry, you can eat."

"Yes, Miss Qingyan, we can just eat early." Yun Jiang and the others showed horror.

How noble is that adult!

They didn't dare to eat the food he cooked by himself!

"How can this work? Of course, the whole family will have a lively meal together." Yun Qingyan rushed them to rest.

In her eyes, where is the difference between high and low and the status of the family?

Even if the status is noble, in front of the family, it is only the most common status-relatives.

That's it.

Feng Liao looked at Di Jiuque, who was expressionless and didn't express his refusal, the explosive panic in his mind had slowly cooled down.

Hmm... The emperor made the meal by himself... Ha ha, it would be worthwhile to see this scene with his own eyes.

Yun Qingyan thought that Emperor Jiuque didn't know how to cook, so he only asked him to do the small things like washing and cutting vegetables.

However, the moment Di Jiuque picked up the spatula, she realized that she was wrong, and that she was wrong.

A child who looks only five or six years old, holding a spatula, but acting skillfully.

However, that face was cold and thin, and a spatula was held in his hand, which made Yun speak lightly of the illusion of holding a scepter and commanding the world.

She stared at Di Jiuque with her eyes, she couldn't believe it, "Di Jiuque?! Can you cook?!"

She remembered that when he was in Beianguo, he was still a culinary idiot who knew nothing!

"Yeah." Di Jiuque skillfully used the star power to control the temperature and heat to maintain the aura of the ingredients. He gave a faint hum, and his little face was indifferent.

Yun Qingyan put down the crystal shrimp dumplings he made, and ran over, watching with interest as Di Jiuque began to cook golden pheasant fried bamboo shoots.

This is a special dish of Lingtian City. Golden Pheasant is a sacred animal living in the forest outside Lingtian City. Its meat is fresh and tender, and its aura is rich. The bamboo shoots are also top-grade spiritual plants. The two-phase combination can make an aura even if you are not a spiritual chef. Abundant dishes, almost all Star Yuan visitors who come to Ling Tian City will order such a serving.

"When did you learn to cook?" Yun Qingyan looked at Di Jiuque's skillful movements, very surprised.

She always thought that Emperor Jiuque was a typical example of the ten fingers not touching the Yang Chunshui. In fact, when he first met him, he was indeed like this.

I still remember when he was in Bei'an Guoyun Mansion, this guy just entered the kitchen and couldn't even wash and chop vegetables.

There was no expression on Di Jiuque’s small face, he didn’t answer Yun Qingyan’s words, just said a little.

"Whatever you want to eat in the future, the deity can make it for you."

She remembered that the little guy once said in Beianguo that he wanted to marry a man who could cook.

Although Yun said lightly and casually, Di Jiuque kept it in his heart.

Feng Liao came to the guard outside the kitchen with a dreamy expression on his face.

After he said how to go back, he also summoned the chef and cook to teach him how to cook...

At that time, everyone thought that the emperor was just living too long, and he was bored and found a new hobby to kill time.

It turned out to be cooking for the lady! !

The sound of cold and cold jade struck in his ears, but Yun Qingyan's heart was filled with warm currents.