Bab 778: East Hill Village

Ji Xingye sipped his soup and felt a comfortable warmth in his stomach. After finishing the entire bowl of wonton soup, he burped and sighed in satisfaction. He was so focused on the food that he forgot to be polite in front of the prince.

"That's a dish my sister made," Lan Ruozhu said with a smile, "I think it's delicious, too."

He was delighted that people thought Su Binglan's food was delicious. One would be even happier when tasting food with others.

'What? The princess cooked the meal?'

Ji Xingye was stunned and quickly stood up, saying, "I didn't know Her Majesty cooked this dish."

Su Binglan saw him bowing nervously. She said, "Stand straight, General Xingye. There's no reason to bow. I made these delicacies for everyone to eat. Besides, you've shown your appreciation by complimenting my cooking.

"I'll get someone to bring you more wontons if you like it so much. You can cook them in a pot and eat them whenever you want."