Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince-Chapter 364: Who else could it be but your family’s Lord Shen?

Chapter 364: Chapter 364: Who else could it be but your family’s Lord Shen?

Qi Yu’s heartbeat quickened by a few beats due to his low and ambiguous words, but she still retained a shred of rationality and was not dazzled by his good looks.

Her eyes widened as she gave the man, who had been ceaselessly teasing her, a fierce glare, "The Prince can figure it out himself!"

After dropping those words, she hurriedly ran away.

Behind her, Li Mingjue watched her flee in panic and chuckled softly.

The next morning, when Qi Yu woke up in the swaying room, her face was still a bit feverish.

Perhaps it was due to Li Mingjue’s provocation last night, she had intermittent dreams all night, all of which were unspeakable in content.

Fortunately, by the time she woke up, Li Mingjue was no longer in the room.

Otherwise, the temperature of her face might have risen even more.

She sat up straight, tried to shake her head vigorously, and attempted to forget those romantic dreams.

But sometimes, the harder you try, the more futile it becomes.

The more she tried to forget certain images, the clearer the details became.

In the end, she could only sit cross-legged on the bed and silently recite the Heart Sutra for a while to calm the fire within her heart.

After washing up, she tied her hair back simply and stepped onto the wobbly wooden ladder to have breakfast on the top deck of the boat.

Shi Zhou arrived at about the same time as she did, and the two exchanged silent glances, both seeming a bit guilty.

Qi Yu coughed and pointed to the sweet porridge in front of her, "Let’s eat first."

Shi Zhou nodded, quietly picked up the porridge in front of her, and sipped it little by little.

The morning breeze was far more refreshing than at other times, especially over the lake. The breeze rustling through the reeds on both banks created a truly beautiful scene.

After breakfast, Qi Yu walked onto the deck to enjoy the breeze.

Shi Zhou stood beside her, silent for a while before finally asking, "Who was it that took me back last night?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Yu raised an eyebrow, "Do you really not remember anything?"

Shi Zhou nodded a bit embarrassedly.

She didn’t expect her alcohol tolerance to be so poor.

It was just three cups of peach blossom brew the previous night, but she was knocked out, completely unconscious.

Qi Yu laughed and teased her, "Who else could it be but your Lord Shen?"

Shi Zhou looked down slightly, blinking guiltily.

She wasn’t entirely unaware, at least she remembered being held in a warm embrace.

When she woke up, she even felt a bit of lingering warmth, but it was difficult for her to determine whether it was real or just a dream.

Now, hearing Qi Yu say this, it all became clear.

Last night was not an illusion.

The two stood on the deck for a while before returning inside the cabin.

The sun was climbing higher, and the air was gradually becoming hotter.

Some ice blocks were placed inside the cabin, making it more comfortable than outside.

Looking at the ice blocks, a thought crossed Qi Yu’s mind.

She suddenly missed the taste of sour plum soup.

She dragged Shi Zhou with her to the kitchen on the boat. Qi Yu sneakily took some ingredients out of her space, and then under the guidance of the head chef, made a pot of sour plum soup.

By the time she finished, it was noon, and the air was at its hottest.

No one had much appetite, so the lunch mainly consisted of noodle dishes.

When they saw the pot of sour plum soup, everyone’s eyes lit up.

The head chef did not dare to take credit and chuckled, "It was all made by the Princess."

Cailin was somewhat surprised, "The Princess can cook?"

Qi Yu waved her hand, a bit embarrassed, "It’s okay, it’s edible at least."

Cailin laughed, "The Princess is really modest!"

Qi Yu smiled, thinking to herself that she really wasn’t.

In the past, she had been a disaster in the kitchen, surviving solely on takeout.

After arriving here, she was lucky enough to become a princess, with others cooking for her, or she would have starved to death by now.

The plum soup she made today was also successful thanks to the chef’s guidance.

If she had to fumble on her own, she might not have finished even by sunset.

Shen Xiheng, after receiving it, took a cautious little sip to make sure the taste was normal before daring to swallow more.

He often mooched meals at the Prince Residence, but he had never seen Qi Yu cook, so he couldn’t blindly trust her culinary skills.

Qi Yu caught his action and scoffed lightly, "Lord Shen, are you afraid I might poison you?"

Shen Xiheng replied with ease, "It’s not a matter of poison, I just didn’t expect you to cook, that’s all."

Qi Yu raised an eyebrow but didn’t argue with him.

After drinking a bowl of plum soup, everyone went their separate ways.

Qi Yu returned to her room, and the first thing she did was open the storybook she had brought especially from the capital city.

She was comfortably indulging in her reading when she suddenly remembered something, and her page-turning halted.

Li Mingjue was writing a letter when he noticed her sitting motionless for quite a while, her eyebrows deeply furrowed. He stopped writing and asked casually, "What’s wrong?"

Only then did Qi Yu snap back to reality, hastily shaking her head, "Nothing, I’m just a bit sleepy."

As she spoke, she even yawned, looking truly exhausted.

Li Mingjue chuckled and urged her to rest soon, "You can continue reading that storybook after you wake up."

Qi Yu nodded, closed the storybook, placed it aside, and then lay down.

Inside the room, the only sound was the soft scratch of the brush on paper. Li Mingjue finished writing the letter and then left the room.

No sooner had he left than the person who had been lying on the bed, eyes closed, apparently asleep, suddenly opened her eyes, gazing at the wooden ceiling with a trace of worry.

Qi Yu had suddenly remembered that Li Mingjue’s birthday was coming up soon.

They had been drifting on the boat for several days, and with so many things happening, she had almost forgotten about it.

She had prepared a gift earlier, kept it in her space, and carried it with her at all times.

But she felt that just one gift wasn’t enough, and after much pondering, she finally came up with an idea.

An hour later, she got up from the bed, left the room, and instead of heading upstairs, she made her way to the lower level.

Her destination was the boat’s kitchen.

The variety of food on the boat was limited, so their daily meals were more or less the same.

But as each boat had dozens of people onboard, the kitchen had not only a head chef but also two assistants to help out.

Qi Yu entered the kitchen secretly, quickly closing the door behind her.

The head chef brightened up immediately upon seeing her, swiftly getting up to pay his respects, "Princess!"

Qi Yu gestured for him to be at ease, "Chef Wang, there’s no need for such formality."

The head chef, named Wang Yishan, was thirty years old, stout in appearance and honest by nature.

These were things Qi Yu had learned while making the plum soup earlier.

Thinking she wanted to make plum soup again, Wang Yishan hurriedly offered, "I’ll start preparing right away."

Qi Yu stopped him, lowering her voice and conspiratorially saying, "Chef Wang, the reason I’ve come is to ask for your help with a matter."

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