There were nine dishes in front of her. Each dish had crab, but each dish was different.
Ji Yu looked at her who was a little stunned and hurriedly introduced: "Madam, these are the delicacies that the emperor personally caught and cooked from the sea. They are: fried crab with ginger and green onion, curry crab, spicy crab in griddle pot, fried crab Rice cakes, crab tofu soup, flavored tomato sauce crab, fried crab, crab stewed with radish, steamed crab.”
"Where...where did these names come from!" Luo Qingchen pursed her lips, suddenly feeling that Ji Yu was a bit cute.
"Uh-" Ji Yu thought for a moment and said, "When I was eating in a restaurant before, their cook got a name!"
Luo Qingchen chuckled, and Chu Ximo happened to come out of the kitchen.
She looked at the way his slender fingers were stained with firewood, rice, oil and salt, and suddenly felt so warm.
Because wanting to eat crabs was just something she said casually, but the man who loved her could actually spend so much thought and do so much for her.
This kind of warmth traveled from her blood to her heart, making her smile unconsciously.
"What are you doing sitting here? Come and eat." Chu Ximo wiped his hands on the linen cloth, then took her and asked: "See if my cooking skills have improved. Is it compared to yours..."
"Young Master Di's cooking skills are unmatched in the world!" Luo Qingchen didn't want to hear Lin Ruojing's name at all in such an atmosphere.
After all, in her eyes. Chu Ximo and Lin Ruojing are as different as heaven and earth!
He saw her watery eyes blink slightly and said with a smile, "You shouldn't call me Young Master Emperor."
"Oh—" she thought for a moment, then said as if she had a sudden realization: "Then let's call her Ximo!"
"Shouldn't shout..."
"Cherish ink, cherish ink, cherish ink!"
At this moment, they looked at each other and smiled. It's like there are only two of them in the world, on a desert island, having each other is enough.
"Ahem—" Standing aside, Ji Yu cleared his throat in embarrassment and said, "Otherwise, the emperor and his wife will eat first, and I'll go outside to enjoy the sea breeze!"
"Pfft—" The next second, Luo Qingchen couldn't help but laugh.
Unexpectedly, Chu Ximo responded very seriously: "That's fine, go ahead!"
"..." Ji Yu had a very troubled expression on his face, touched his rumbling stomach, and walked out dejectedly.
With a faint smile, Luo Qingchen watched him leave while picking up the crab dishes on the table.
I have to say that it is a pity that Chu Ximo did not become a cook.
This is definitely the standard of a palace chef, even better.
Just when she was halfway through eating, Ji Yu walked in with a serious face. Luo Qingchen thought he was hungry, but she never thought he was coming to tell him a very important news.
"Young Master Emperor—"
"But it doesn't matter."
"Su Yuan, the first-rank imperial censor of the imperial court, asks for an audience—"
Chu Ximo frowned slightly and squinted her eyes: "How did he get in?"
"He Po Di Shao's Five Elements Bagua Formation accurately calculated the direction of the wave and found the Blood Blue Island." Ji Yu was obviously very wary of this person's approach, and even glanced at Luo Qingchen.
"You don't have to look at me. If the imperial censor is really here to arrest you, he won't ask to see Ximo." Luo Qingchen asked with half-squinted eyes: "How many people are here."
"He's the only one."
Luo Qingchen's eyebrows moved slightly and she fell into deep thought. Had she heard her father and Chu Junting mention this character, the imperial censor Su Yuan, he was a confidant of the current emperor. In recent years, he had gradually grown his power and inserted his own people into the court.
At least, he was a minister loyal to the emperor. (To be continued)