C45 Do You Want a Taste?

“Hmph!” The little girl let go of his sleeve and clenched her fists. Her face was red and she glared at Wei Lianyi fiercely.

Wei Lianyi was innocent. “Your Highness, it’s not what you think…” She couldn’t explain it clearly.

If she said it, the prince would think of her as someone who hated her.

“I’m going back!” She said it for Gu Jun’an.

Gu Jun’an didn’t want to stay any longer so he left with her.

“Your Highness…” Wei Lianyi called out but she had nothing to say. It didn’t seem right to say anything.

Lan Qingqian thought she was going to do something else so she turned around and acted like a little wolf. “You’re so annoying!” Her voice was filled with vigilance and anger. It sounded like she was being spoiled.

Gu Jun’an didn’t understand what was going on but he felt that something had happened. He carried her into his arms and walked away.

Gu Xinghe sat on the chair and leaned against it. He looked like he was watching a show. “Some people are really…” He paused for a moment and waited for Wei Lianyi to look at him before he continued, “The Goddess has a dream and Prince Xin has no heart!”

He was mocking her…

Wei Lianyi was much older than Lan Qingqian but she was only about twelve or thirteen years old. Her eyes reddened. She held the handkerchief tightly and felt unwilling, aggrieved…

The street was brightly lit. Lan Qingqian was walking in front of him. Every step she took was full of vitality. She would glance at Gu Jun’an from time to time, but she wouldn’t say anything.

After a long while, Gu Jun’an opened his mouth and asked, “Have you eaten the brown sugar ice powder yet?”

“No, I hate the brown sugar ice powder. I hate it.” It was as if she was a pufferfish that would explode at any moment when she mentioned the brown sugar ice powder.

“Do you hate the brown sugar ice powder or the person?”

Lan Qingqian puffed her cheeks and looked up at him for a long time, but she stopped herself from saying anything.

In the end, she walked forward dejectedly and didn’t say anything.

Gu Jun’an had no choice but to lift her up and bring her back home.

Lan Qingqian was in a bad mood. She laid on the bed and didn’t even bother to talk to Chun Su.

Gu Jun’an saw San Qi bringing tea in. “Go to the Wei Family and get the cook who made the brown sugar ice powder.”

San Qi looked at the cook who was shivering and asked, “You know how to make the brown sugar ice powder?”

“Yes, yes…”

The cook had never seen such a big scene. She was huddled in a corner and shivering. She couldn’t even speak clearly.

San Qi threw a bag of silver in front of her and said, “Go teach this girl. This is the money for your craft. If she can’t learn it, then this is your coffin money.”

The cook was shivering even more. “I, I am from the Prime Minister’s Estate…” She said weakly. It was obviously a threat, but there was no aura at all.

San Qi snickered and threatened, “If you don’t listen to me, I will even cut off your head!” He looked like a bandit.

The kitchen lady didn’t dare to say anything. She could only nod, “Yes, yes, I understand.”

San Qi stood outside the courtyard as he watched the kitchen lady teach the sweet soup to make brown sugar ice powder.

[What is wrong with this prince? He offended the Prime Minister’s Estate and kidnapped a kitchen lady to learn how to make desserts?]

It was already late at night. Lan Qingqian was still in her bed and didn’t say a word. When she heard footsteps, she thought it was a servant, so she didn’t say anything.

After a moment of silence, Lan Qingqian heard the sound of a spoon stirring in the soup. It seemed to be mixed with some sweetness.

Then, she heard the sound of someone eating…

Lan Qingqian had never been resistant to food. As a result, she was like an ant on a hot pan. After a while, she couldn’t help but turn her head to look at the man eating elegantly not far away.

“What are you eating?”

Gu Jun’an ignored her and continued to eat.

Lan Qingqian couldn’t help but stand up to look. She saw pieces of crystal in the crystal bowl. It seemed to be stained with sugar and sesame.

“Why haven’t I eaten it before?” There was still tea and pastries that she hadn’t eaten before in the estate.

Gu Jun’an raised his eyes and tempted, “Brown sugar ice powder, made from sweet soup!”

Hearing the brown sugar ice powder, Lan Qingqian took a step back…

Gu Jun’an tempted him, “Do you want to try it?”