Well, just send it then.
Li Hongyuan didn't care much.
As long as she didn't make trouble, she could think about or like whoever she wanted. It was up to her.
But for some reason, he suddenly remembered what his concubine mother had said.
There was more than one person praising Jiang Ning's cooking skills.
Many people around him had tasted it, but he, the one who should have the closest relationship with Jiang Ning, had never tried it once.
After some thought, he went to the kitchen.
He could smell the aroma from afar.
Nowadays, when Jiang Ning cooked, it didn't cause panic among the kitchen staff. Instead, they looked forward to it.
Because every time the Princess Consort cooked something delicious, she would leave some and share it with them.
Such a kind master, who wouldn't welcome her?
They'd rather have her live in the kitchen.
When Li Hongyuan arrived, he saw Jiang Ning surrounded by people like stars surrounding the moon.
