Chapter 3422 - 3523: The Smell of Meat

Chapter 3422: Chapter 3523: The Smell of Meat

Even when he and the emperor wanted to assign a few servants to attend Lin Changfeng, he turned them all down.

So what was this now? That guy had just sent him away, gone to the kitchen to make something delicious himself, planning to come over and cling to his cousin later, right?

Did he have to bully people like this? Who had he offended? At least say something to him, okay.

In a while, if Sui Zimo and Lin Changfeng both had dishes they’d cooked, and he was the only one who hadn’t done a thing, just sitting there waiting to eat, wouldn’t his image in his cousin’s heart plummet straight to the bottom?

"Um... cousin, I suddenly remembered something I need to take care of. Wait here a bit, I’ll send someone to do it. I’ll be right back."

As he spoke, he stood up and walked out of the courtyard.

Lin Caisang watched him walk outside and instruct the bodyguards he’d brought to hurry to the biggest pastry shop in Jianan City and buy the finest few kinds of pastries there, one of each.

Then he ordered the guards to go to the most famous restaurant in Jianan City and have them send over a few of the most expensive signature dishes.

After the guards left, His Highness the Crown Prince returned with a perfectly straight face and sat back down in front of his cousin.

He was the Crown Prince—having him cook was impossible. Burning down the kitchen was more likely.

But so what if he didn’t cook? Couldn’t he just have people bring food from outside? Nobody knew better than him which place in Jianan City had the best food.

"Cousin, where did you go? You’re back so fast?"

Lin Caisang pretended not to know, blinking her eyes as she asked him.

"Ahem."

His Highness the Crown Prince gave a light cough.

What could he say he’d gone to do? Tell her he’d gone to order his guards to buy food so he could compete for his cousin’s favor?

He obviously couldn’t say that—kind of embarrassing.

"Just a small matter. I’ve already sent someone to handle it."

...

After a short while, Sui Zimo came over carrying several bowls of dumplings, and behind him, Lin Changfeng was also carrying two bowls of dumplings.

Even though he really didn’t want to feed this thick‑skinned Crown Prince, what could he do? He was just a subject.

If he let such a diligent Crown Prince go hungry, the entire court of officials would practically eat him alive, and even the emperor would eat him alive.

After all, many of the Liang Kingdom’s affairs were handled by the Crown Prince now; the emperor was more or less just for show.

For things like what happened at State Duke An’s Mansion, the emperor could step out and curse him bloody.

The four of them gathered around the stone table in the courtyard, eating steaming hot dumplings with a few side dishes, and soon, the food the Crown Prince had sent people to buy also arrived.

The stone table was already overflowing; there was no room left. The guards had to bring another table out from the house before they could set down all those dishes.

And inside the room...

The moment little Lu Yannuo woke up, he didn’t see the mother who’d said she would sleep with him.

He twitched his little nose and caught a whiff of a delicious smell—that meaty smell—and immediately couldn’t stay in bed any longer.

The bed was very high, not something a tiny little person like him could just climb down from, but he wasn’t made of tofu either. Weren’t solutions all thought up with one’s brain?

He looked at the quilt on the bed and slowly pushed half of it onto the floor, leaving the other half still hanging off the side.

Then his small body lay down and slowly backed off the bed, and with a final roll, he dropped to the floor, landing safe and sound on the quilt.

Then he wobbled to his feet and glanced at the door, which had been left slightly ajar.