GBP Chapter 393 Unique Sweet Soup
Chapter 393 Unique Sweet Soup
Perhaps she had used up all her courage the night before, and Su Lingyue just didn't have the courage to do the same thing again.
For the next two days, the two of them washed separately.
"How have you been these past two days?" Xiao Yu asked Yun Ting.
Yun Ting said respectfully, "Your Highness, we have checked everything and there is nothing suspicious. Qian Biao has been guarding the witnesses all the time. The guards in the Dali Temple are all Duan Xu's confidants, watching over them day and night. Prince Jing has no chance."
Xiao Yu frowned, his eyes darkened. After a long while, he retracted his thoughts, "Everything is normal, just act cautiously."
"Yes." Yun Ting nodded and left the study.
As soon as I walked out, I saw Su Lingyue coming towards me, and Caidie followed behind her, carrying a food box.
Su Lingyue was wearing a light apricot-colored long coat with wide sleeves and fur inlay. The wide collar surrounded her narrow shoulders, and the wide white embroidered belt showed her slender waist. Underneath was a white stand-up collar long skirt that covered her slender white neck. Her long hair was tied up, and she only pinned it with two white jade hairpins, giving her a feeling of being untainted by the dust.
Under the corridor where snow was falling all over the sky, Su Lingyue walked slowly, the white fur around her narrow shoulders swaying in the wind, which made Yun Ting dazed for a moment.
She had a faint smile on her lips and seemed to be in a good mood.
Seeing Yun Ting coming out of the study, she stopped and asked, "Is the prince here?"
Yun Ting retracted his gaze and nodded to Su Lingyue, "Yes, I am."
Su Lingyue lowered her eyes, the smile on her face deepened, with a lingering tenderness in her eyes. She quickened her pace towards Yunting, and the colorful butterfly behind her followed closely.
Yun Ting half-lowered his eyes and stepped aside to make way.
Su Lingyue walked to the door and knocked twice. Before she could speak, the door opened from the inside.
"Why are you here?" Xiao Yu looked gentle and raised his long, slender hand towards her.
Su Lingyue smiled sweetly and placed her hand on his palm. "I remembered something very important, so I came to find you."
Her voice was soft and somewhat amused.
"It's cold outside, come in and talk." Xiao Yu wanted to lead her into the house.
"Wait, I brought you some dessert." She said, taking the food box from Caidie.
Xiao Yu took a look, took the food box from her hand, pulled Su Lingyue into the house and closed the door.
After seeing Su Lingyue enter the study, Caidie looked at where there was more snow on the railing. Her eyes stopped on Yunting who was standing there. He stood there in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
Caidie's impression of him was that he was a gloomy person, didn't talk much, and his whereabouts were very mysterious, making people inexplicably unable to approach him.
In comparison, Yan Qing is still more likable.
But after all, we are from the same family, and we see each other every day. It’s always a good idea to build a good relationship with them.
Worried about disturbing the people in the room, Caidie lowered her voice and said, "Guard Yun, it's cold today, and Miss asked the kitchen to stew some sweet soup for everyone. Go quickly!"
Yun Ting's eyelashes moved, he raised his head, responded, then walked out of the corridor and left the inner courtyard in the heavy snow.
Caidie thought he was weird. He didn't want to walk along the corridor but insisted on going out in the snow.
Xiao Yu put the food box on the table and opened the lid.
Su Lingyue knew that he didn't like sweets, so he was very curious about what he brought.
There was a porcelain bowl in the food box. He took out the bowl and opened it. It was filled with sweet soup made from sweet potatoes and chestnuts, with a few red dates and some shredded chicken floating on top. It was still hot and steaming.
Su Lingyue took out a bowl and a spoon, filled a bowl, and quickly placed it in front of Xiao Yu. She pinched his earlobe and said, "Your Highness, try it and see if it suits your taste."
Xiao Yu looked at Su Lingyue's slightly red earlobe, and the corners of his mouth curved up unconsciously. He sat down slowly, picked up the spoon with his bony fingers, scooped a spoonful of soup, and slowly put it into his mouth, his posture was extremely elegant.
Su Lingyue watched him open his lips to drink the soup, his Adam's apple rolling.
Her hands were placed on the table; her slender white fingers and pink nails formed a sharp contrast with the dark table.
"How is it?" she asked in a soft voice.
Xiao Yu put down the spoon, was stunned for a moment, turned his head to meet Su Lingyue's inquiring and expectant eyes, and praised earnestly: "The taste is unique and unforgettable. It's very good."
The anticipation and inquiry on Su Lingyue's face turned into joy, and she asked with a smile, "Prince, do you really like it?"
"Yeah." Xiao Yu looked at her bright smile, curled his lips and responded, then asked curiously: "Did Yue'er make it herself?"
The soup had sour, sweet, bitter and salty flavors. It was the first time he had ever tasted such a soup. It must not be the work of the chef in the mansion.
Su Lingyue was stunned for a moment and slowly shook her head.
How could Xiao Yu think that she could make sweet soup? She just told the chef her idea and the soup was made by the chef.
The sweet potatoes, chestnuts and red dates in the soup are all sweet, and the soup is clear, sweet and delicious. It is the perfect food to warm up and is good for your health.
But Xiao Yu doesn't like sweets, so Su Lingyue always feels it's a pity that he can't have it.
Today, when I was drinking sweet soup, I saw the dried fruits on the table and suddenly I had an idea.
Dried plums are the most appetizing. Su Lingyue asked the chef to add some water boiled with dried plums, sprinkle some light salt and add a few slices of ginseng to the sweet soup specially made for Xiao Yu.
It is slightly sweet with some sourness and a hint of saltiness, which dilutes the greasy sweetness, and also has a hint of ginseng flavor.
After it was done cooking, Su Lingyue tasted it and felt that the sweet soup tasted better without any additions.
As for the new sweet soup, she brought a bowl over for Xiao Yu.
After all, Xiao Yu has a unique taste, and she has never met anyone who doesn't like sweets. Maybe Xiao Yu would like this special sweet soup.
Xiao Yu smiled and said, "With such a unique taste, I thought Yue'er made it herself."
Although Xiao Yu guessed wrong, Su Lingyue was still very happy, her eyes sparkling brighter than the candlelight in the room.
She smiled and said, "If your Majesty likes it, drink it quickly so that you can work better after drinking it."
Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at her, somewhat surprised. Su Lingyue had always been nervous about him, and she and the maids took care of all the personal matters, never letting him do anything, fearing that he would get tired. Today, she actually came to order him around, which really made him curious.
He calmly picked up the handkerchief, wiped the corner of his mouth, and put it down again. He looked at Su Lingyue with deep eyes, wanting to hear how she planned to order him.
For some reason, he thought of the scene where a soft body was pressed tightly against him, whimpering softly on the side of his neck, allowing him to kiss her.
Xiao Yu's mouth corners unconsciously raised a few points.
Su Lingyue noticed Xiao Yu's curiosity and kept him in suspense. She smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes, "It's very interesting for the two of us to be together! Your Highness, drink quickly!"
Looking at the sweet smile on her face without any blush, Xiao Yu was puzzled.
He met Su Lingyue's bright eyes, which were clear without a trace of impurities. He lowered the corners of his mouth, turned his head and drank the soup slowly.
Su Lingyue was sitting beside him with her chin in her hand. Seeing Xiao Yu drinking the soup without frowning, she was sure that Xiao Yu really liked him.
After drinking, Xiao Yu wiped the corners of his mouth and then his fingers, put the handkerchief on the table, and asked Su Lingyue curiously: "What did Yue'er talk about?"