"Sweetheart, you’ve come?" Long Rui stood up immediately upon seeing Xuexue and pulled her to his side.

The previously cold Prince seemed like a different person, transforming from an ice-cold prince to a doting husband in an instant.

Gu Lingqiao glared at Xuexue with hatred; this vixen always opposed her.

"Brother Rui, you still haven’t dealt with the steward’s issue!" Gu Lingqiao couldn’t stand how intimate Long Rui was with Xuexue and deliberately stirred trouble.

Xuexue glanced at the steward kneeling on the ground and asked, "Prince, what’s the matter with the steward?"

Long Rui told her what had happened earlier.

Xuexue laughed, "It’s such a small matter; why make such a big fuss?"

Long Rui: "Sweetheart, do you have any good solutions?"

Xuexue glanced at Gu Lingqiao and softly said, "It just so happens we have a chef at the General’s Mansion, who was once an Imperial Chef. His cooking skills are excellent, even praised often by The Emperor. If it weren’t for some family issues, he would still be serving in the Imperial Palace kitchen! Since Miss Gu dislikes the cooking at the Prince’s Mansion, let’s have him come over specifically to serve Miss Gu!"

Long Rui: "Sweetheart, thank you for your trouble."

Xuexue replied with a smile, "For the prince’s childhood sweetheart, everything I do is worth it. I hear this chef is particularly skilled at cooking duck heads—Miss Gu is in for a treat."

Gu Lingqiao almost cursed at the mention of duck heads again. Those two words have become her nightmare lately, but with Long Rui present, she had to swallow her displeasure.

Long Rui also laughed and turned to Gu Lingqiao, saying, "Lingling, the Princess Consort treats you so well; hurry and thank her."

Gu Lingqiao felt sick inside; this woman was clearly out to harm her. She had just managed to escape from duck heads, only for Situtu Xueer to bring it back to the starting point with a single sentence about a chef at the General’s Mansion who excels at cooking them. Why is her life so tough? Gu Lingqiao couldn’t help but wail inside.

At the same time, she ground her teeth in hatred for Xuexue.

Gu Lingqiao begrudgingly thanked Xuexue, then turned to Long Rui with a pout, "Brother Rui, Lingling’s meals aren’t important, don’t trouble others—our current chef is just fine."

Long Rui: "Didn’t you say he couldn’t even cook food properly? Why keep him then? I’m planning to dismiss him and use the chef from the General’s Mansion."

Gu Lingqiao: "The General’s Mansion has many mouths to feed as well; it’s not great to take their chef."

Xuexue smiled and said, "Miss Gu, no need to be so courteous. The General’s Mansion doesn’t have just one chef; we have plenty. It’s no trouble. Besides, having come from afar, Miss Gu is indeed a guest whom the Princess Consort and Prince should properly entertain."

This vixen kept reminding her that she was the Princess Consort. What’s so great about being a Princess Consort? She’s still the Prince’s childhood sweetheart!

Gu Lingqiao felt intense hatred but had to pretend to get along with Xuexue in Long Rui’s presence.

Gu Lingqiao reluctantly said, "Thank you, sister."

Sister? Xuexue looked up at Gu Lingqiao, thinking this girl must be nearing twenty! And she herself was only sixteen. Did she just call her sister? No need to act this way, as if everyone else were fools.

Xuexue asked with a smile, "Miss Gu should be close to twenty, right?"

Gu Lingqiao was displeased to hear this. As the saying goes, don’t hit a person in the face. In this era, a woman still unmarried by eighteen is considered a spinster, making it hard to find a husband, with others gossiping about it. Yet here Xuexue was, poking at her sore spot in front of the Prince—what did she mean by that?

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