"Qi Feng, what did the Princess Consort send over today?" After working until midnight, Duan Huaijin unconsciously asked.
Qi Feng's face showed embarrassment as he carefully said, "Prince, Miss Ye Qiu has already gone to the manor, and tonight's meal was sent from the main kitchen. It was also made according to the menu provided by Miss Ye Qiu. It's shredded chicken noodles. Would you like to eat now, Prince?"
Upon hearing this from Qi Feng, Duan Huaijin remembered that Ye Qiu was no longer his Princess Consort, and she no longer lived at the residence, so naturally, there was no late-night meal made by her for him today.
"Serve it," he said after a moment of contemplation.
Having originally been an Imperial Chef, the cook's skills were naturally quite good. The shredded chicken noodles were steaming hot when served, with an appetizing aroma, and each strand of chicken was evenly cut with clear lines, topped with verdant chopped green onions, looking delicious and tempting.
