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Qiao Xiaomai blinked, somewhat disbelieving, “The princess…she really left?”

“Of course, don’t worry, she won’t come to bother you.” Yang Ye waved his hand and turned his eyes to the stove, his normally sharp eyes curved into a crescent, “Come, let’s talk about the food you cooked just now.”

Upon hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai followed his gaze to the stove.

Of the four dishes, one soup, and one dessert, only some Braised Pork remained, the rest all gone.

Yang Ye walked over carelessly, picked up a plate, and scooped all the dozens of pieces of Braised Pork into it. He then jumped down from the elevated platform, “Come, let’s talk in my courtyard.”

“Your little lover can come too.”

Upon hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai looked up at Tong Sanlang.

Tong Sanlang was also looking at her, expression calm, but his eyes conveyed a clear message – wherever she went, he would follow.

Licking her lips, Qiao Xiaomai said, “Let’s go together.”

Tong Sanlang hummed in response.

Thus, the two of them followed Yang Ye to the residential area.

The residential area of Bailu Academy had numerous vacant courtyards, prepared for the dignitaries visiting the headmaster. Currently, Yang Ye was residing here – the two-story courtyard was shaded by greenery and adorned with many brightly coloured flowers, giving off an air of tranquillity and elegance.

After sitting down for tea, Yang Ye put the plate in his hand aside, accepted a handkerchief from a maid to wipe his hands, then turned to look at Qiao Xiaomai. His handsome face wore a light smile and uncovered interest.

Now he was certain – Qiao Xiaomai’s culinary skills had indeed improved since last time.

After devouring dozens of pieces of Braised Pork, he surprisingly did not feel satiated.

This type of fatty meat was something he rarely touched in the past. Even if he did, he would feel full after a piece or two, needing tea or fruit to cut the greasiness.

“Miss Qiao, when you cook, do you have some secret recipe?” He asked directly.

“No.” Qiao Xiaomai responded without hesitation.

“When I was cooking just now, I only used common ingredients.”

“So, it boils down to your cooking skills being excellent, hmm?” Yang Ye raised an eyebrow and leaned back in his chair. He rested his right hand on the armrest, supporting his cheek, while his left hand rested on his thigh, tapping absentmindedly.

This was a usual gesture of his when in deep thought.

Qiao Xiaomai looked down, “What I know is merely some unrefined skills that aren’t suitable for the public eye.”

“Tch, turning ordinary ingredients into a flavor surpassing exotic delicacies, and you call this an unrefined skill?” Yang Ye snorted with a laugh, “Got it, you’re just trying to refuse me, right? I understand your intentions.”

At his words, Qiao Xiaomai’s heart jumped into her throat. What did Yang Ye mean by this?

“Let’s do it this way, you only need to tell me two things, and I won’t pursue the matter from last time, alright?”

“What things?” Qiao Xiaomai asked, holding her breath.

“One is about your red chili oil cucumber just now; how do you make the chili oil?” Yang Ye raised his left hand, wagging his slender finger.

“The other is your cake; how do you make it?”

“Don’t worry, I won’t ask for these recipes for free. I will give you silver as compensation.”

Qiao Xiaomai lowered her eyes, her heart which had shot up to her throat slowly descended.

Everything she had done today was a risky move.

Now it seemed that her gamble had paid off.

Her audacious confrontation with Bai Zhi earlier had been overshadowed by her superb cooking skills and overlooked by Yang Ye.

She had won her gamble..