Before the prince's head injury healed, the prince's mansion would not let her go back to the door. It would be better to wait until the smell of Bai Jingxuan has dissipated before coming.

There was such a stench in a good yard, and I don’t know how she stayed in it.

Jiang Wan slept soundly this time and only woke up until the sun set.

Sitting on the imperial concubine's couch, stretched, and glanced at the table full of food.

The color is attractive and the fragrance is scented.

A little hungry, Jiang Wan stood up and took the pastry to eat, and said while aligning Mo Yuan, "Why have you put so many pastries? It's still hot."

After a rough count, there were at least twenty of them.

Qi Moyuan flipped through the book and said, "These are all pastries that the chefs in the house are good at."

"It's really good," Jiang Wan praised without hesitation.

"What do you like?" Qi Moyuan asked.

“I like it all.”

“….”

Qi Moyuan coughed lightly, "Pick a few types, wait for your injury to heal. My mother will send a cook to teach you how to make pastries."

Jiang Wan, “….”

Jiang Wan stared at Qi Moyuan and said, "Did you tell the princess that I made pastry?"

Qi Moyuan glanced at Jiang Wan, "Just this smell, who do you think can hide it?"

Jiang Wan, “….”

"I try my best to hide it from you. My mother is afraid that the pastry you make will poison your fourth aunt to death," Qi Mo said in a long time.

“….”

Jiang Wan sniffed him and sat down to continue eating pastries.

After a while of busyness, I have nothing to do and learn how to make pastry and cook.

After taking two bites, Jiang Wan looked up at Qi Moyuan and said, "By the way, how are your cousin?"

"It's almost half a life left," Qi Moyuan said in a flash.
Chapter completed!