The Divine Doctor Abandoned Consort Pleasing the King 2

  "It's just a broken cup, scratched, you're making a big fuss over nothing, what does it have to do with me?" She glanced at the shattered cup and said calmly.

  The wild and fierce gaze of Ming's eyes seemed to pierce through Lanya's body.

  "It's better that way, Murong Qianni, remember this: if you die, I will kill everyone related to you, including those beggars." He released her collar, his voice sending chills down her spine.

  Lan Ya's heart was calm and she wouldn't die so easily. She had said that even if she died, she would kill this man first!

  "Everyone get out." Zoro's voice was low and menacing.

  The young servant's husband's body shook slightly, and he hastily retreated from the room, closing the door behind him.

  Lan Ya's face was tense, with a small dagger hidden in her quilt. She felt for it and grasped it tightly, ready to fight back if he dared to be violent with her.

  He reached out to the bedside, seemingly aware of her movements, and his large hand covered her small one.

  "The dagger is the least defensive of all." He took the dagger from her hand and examined it: "The workmanship is poor, I'll get you a better one from Japan."

  Lan Ya was taken aback, he actually knew everything, and then she laughed at herself, she had no privacy here, every move was being monitored clearly.

  "I'm going out tomorrow." Since she can't escape, she comes openly.

  "Want to go see him off?"

  Lan Ya's expression didn't change, she heard this and neither denied nor nodded.

  "He ventured into a foreign country, with an unpredictable future ahead. What men value most is power." Zoro's eyes gleamed with a sharp light as he gazed at Lan Ya's reaction.

  Qīnglěng de lán yǎ tái yǎn dèng le tā yī yǎn: "zài nǐ de yǎn zhōng nǚrén rú yīfú, dàn zài tā de yǎn zhōng bù shì."

  Translation:

  The calm and elegant Lan Ya raised her eyes and stared at him: "In your eyes, women are like clothes, but in his eyes, they are not."

  She felt it, felt his heart, didn't know why he agreed to enter the foreign country as a son-in-law, but the things that happened in the imperial palace that day made her deeply understand.

  "You really know him well." Jue Ye Kuang Ming sneered.

  Lan Ya pursed her lips, and to be honest, she really didn't understand Baili Liancheng's personality. It was just the determination in his eyes, the trust that came from deep within her heart, without a single shred of doubt.

  "I'm going out tomorrow." She still said this.

  His eyes narrowed and his face turned gloomy, as if he was infuriated by her stubborn words.

  "You can go out if you want, as long as you can please me tonight, I will let you go." Ji Ye's body tilted to one side, half-reclining on the other head.

  Lan Ya stared at the person opposite her, her lips trembling with anger. Was it pleasing to him? Did he really want to see her humiliated like this?

  What comes out of Su Ye's mouth is never a joke. If she wants to see Ba Li Lian Cheng, the only way is to please him...

  "Alright." Half a beat later, she gritted her teeth and nodded.

  Her enchanting smile is mesmerizing, her initiative will make him eagerly anticipate.

  Lan Ya put on her shoes and went out, there are many ways to please him.

  "Come on." Chu Ye saw her getting out of bed and frowned.

  "Aren't you supposed to be pleased with me? I'll cook for you!" She stood by the bed, looking him straight in the eye.

  Cooking? He smoothed out his furrowed brow and she personally cooked the meal, he actually wanted to try it.

  "Alright, as long as the dishes you cook can satisfy me, I'll give you half a day's time tomorrow!" He was looking forward to her cooking.

  Hearing this, Lan Ya felt a sense of relief in her heart: "Please wait for a moment, Your Highness."

  After speaking, Lan Ya walked out the door and went to cook. She was quite skilled at making some dishes, with flavors completely different from here. There were French-style desserts, cakes, soups, all with unique ingredients. She had been in the kitchen yesterday.

  There are still some materials available, as for tools, just find something usable and make do with it.

  He lay on the bed, and the scent of Lan Ya on the big bed entered his nostrils, making him feel comfortable. The smell on her body was better than any woman, without a hint of makeup, yet still so refreshing and maddeningly fragrant.

  Time flies quickly, and in the blink of an eye, one hour has passed.

  He stood up abruptly, and after a while, he still didn't feel well. What was that woman playing at? It seemed like she had waited impatiently, and he lifted his foot to walk towards the door.

  "Your Highness, are you leaving?" Blue Ya walked over from the corridor, with a maid behind her carrying exquisite pastries and dishes.

  The gloomy and depressed mood suddenly disappeared, slightly tilting her head, looking at the dishes behind her, a smile rose from the corner of her mouth: "Very beautiful colors, it's just that the time is too slow."

  "Good things take time." Lan Ya gestured for the maid to put the dishes and pastries on the table.

  He turned around and walked back, his eyes fixed on the eight dishes in front of him. He looked very satisfied. Without saying whether they tasted good or not, the colors and presentation were all very unique, making people want to eat just by looking at them.

  "Try it." Lan Ya picked up her chopsticks, picked up a piece of cake, and put it in his bowl.

  Such actions made Zhu Ye even more satisfied, and as he looked up at her with a hint of expectation in his eyes, this was the first time they had been so peaceful together.

  The smile on his face deepened, and he gave her a wink with his eyes.

  "What?" Lan Ya raised an eyebrow.

  "To please me is to make me happy." He said, glancing at the dishes for a moment before looking back at her.

  Lan Ya only then understood that he wanted her to feed him, feeling displeased in her heart, yet she still did as told, picking up the chopsticks and sending a piece of cake to his mouth.

  Chu Ye took a bite, and his eyes widened slightly as he chewed. The texture was unlike any other pastry he had ever tasted - it melted in his mouth instantly, soft and delicious, with a great flavor.

  "How was it?" Lan Ya asked hastily as she saw him swallow.

  "It's soft and fragrant, just like kissing you." After saying that, he narrowed his eyes and took another bite.

  Lan Ya rolled her eyes and knew that he couldn't say anything good from his mouth. For the whole meal, she was busy helping him serve dishes and sending them to his mouth.

  He ate almost half of the eight dishes by himself and was so full that he could hardly breathe.

  "From now on, I will only eat the dishes you cook." He leaned back in his chair, savoring the taste.

  He was quite surprised at her culinary skills, which could be said to be even better than the imperial palace's royal chef. The dishes were unique and had a perfect balance of color, aroma, and taste. Suddenly, he felt that eating her cooking gave him a strange feeling, very satisfying!

  "Good." Lan Ya nodded without hesitation and continued: "Then tomorrow..."

  "Play a game of Go with Wang." Zhu Ye cut her off before she could say anything.

  Lan Ya's voice was drowned out, she was stunned for a moment, but also nodded.

  The maid took away the dishes and brought up the chessboard. Lan Ya was playing with white pieces, while Zhu Ye was playing with black pieces.

  A vast chessboard, a white piece falls first, followed by a black one. Lan Ya's eyes are fixed on the board, as she is an old hand at the battlefield of the chessboard, having gone through hundreds of battles. After dozens of moves, she was led into a desperate situation several times.