The Fourth Lady
Chapter 297 Five-color Cake (Ⅰ)

married Wenxuan Lord, she never got the chance to eat it again.

The moment they parted, Qingyan put the gift for Zhongli Jingshu on the agenda. According to Zhongli Jingshu's habits, she liked the five-color cake made by Qilian Qingyan. She still remembered that Jingshu it most every time she came to her mansion. But after she Qingyan smiled when she recalled that they used to be friends. She still felt familiar with some things, even though she was not Qilian Qingyan anymore.

At that time, she was not willing to admit her identity to Qilian Yvran, because she did not want to put her family members in danger.

As for Weisheng Yvning, he had decided to complete his mission. Moreover, the bracelet she gave him meant a lot to him.

Noticing that Qingyan was busy cooking in the kitchen, Zizhu and Baizhi asked, "Zizhu, when do you think Miss can cook? I remember that she doesn't like cooking in the past."

Zizhu looked at Baizhi and shook her head resignedly. "I don't know, but I heard from Huangcen that you made a lot of rich dishes and cakes last time, but unfortunately when I came back, they're already gone." She shrugged, pretending to be pitiful.

"The point is that Huangcen has taken them as her own, and she ate all the leftovers with her fellows." Baizhilooked at Qingyan, who was helping Huangcen in the kitchen and spoke discontentedly, "I should learn to cook, so that I can also eat the food cooked by Miss." "Baizhi, if you learn how to cook, then who should be responsible for Miss's daily dress?" Qingdai looked at Baizhi with a smile and said, "Huangcen can cook, but it is impossible to let her help Miss dress up."

Hearing the words of Qingdai, Chishao said with a smile, "you're right,. It seems as if we are protecting Miss all the time. Right now there are more powerful people by the side of Miss. So she doesn't need us now." Hearing what Qingdai and Chishao said, Lve said resignedly, "I should be the most useless one in this case. Miss doesn't get sick now, and even if she gets sick, she doesn't need me. Why should I still stay here?"

All of sudden, her words was heard by Qingyan, who came out holding a plate. Qingyan smiled and replied, "of course not. Everyone of you have a different job. I have reason to keep you at my side."

Qingyan put the plate on the stone table and said, "it has been a long time since I cooked it. You can have a taste? I hope Wenxuan Lord's wife would like it."

Hearing this, they stepped forward and took out the five-color cakes to eat.

The five-color cake was famous for five kinds of ingredients in the Nanchen Kingdom. However, people could only have the five-color cake in the imperial banquet. Ordinary people couldn't have it, and it was made by Qingyan herself. So only in the imperial banquet to receive important guests, this five-color cake would be used.

"Miss, this cake is so yummy. It not only has five colors, but also five kinds of ingredients." While eating the five-color cake, Zizhu spoke inarticulately, "Miss, you're really good at cooking."

Hearing what Zizhu said, Baizhi, who was next to her, was also confused and said: "the most important thing is that I can't even recognize the five ingredients. Miss, how can you make this kind of pastry?"

Qingyan looked at them and shrugged, "I'm glad you like it. Then it would be no problem."

Although Zhongli Jingshu didn't like pastry, she loved five-color cake made by Qilian Qingyan. Therefore, if she gave the five-color cake to Zhongli Jingshu as a present, she would be very happy. Moreover, she hadn't tasted it for many years.

"Miss, how could you cook such delicious cakes? When can you teach me?" Huangcen ate her cake and looked at Qingyan seriously.

Qingyan shook her head. She did not mean to dispirit Huangcen's confidence. But she knew that not everyone could successfully made this kind of cake.

Looking at Huangce, Qingyan said lightly, "you can't make the cake."

Huangcen shrugged helplessly. "I knew you would say so, just like the pastries you made last time. Obviously, they are made of the same material, but the taste is completely different."

Qingyan patted Huangcen on her shoulder and said to her with a smile, "you can have the rest of cakes. Remember to leave some for Yaochi and others. Don't eat them all."

At this moment, the voice of Yaochi, "What?"

"Wow, it's the five-color cake cooked by Miss!" Then, Yanmei took a plate of five-color cake and said, "brother, I didn't expect to see the five-color cake made by Miss. I really miss this taste." Hearing what Yanmei said, Yaochi picked up a piece of five-color cake and slowly ate it.

Anying also picked up a piece of cake and ate it.

It seemed that they hadn't eaten a piece of five-color cake for almost five years. They didn't expect to see such a delicious piece of cake once again in their lifetime.

"Miss, you are still good at making five-color cakes! Yummy! " Then Yanmei smiled and said, "It's my favorite cake."

Seeing the action of Yanmei, Yaochi could not help but give him a slap, "brother, look at you! Miss is still alive, isn't she?"

However, even Zizhu and Baizhi didn't understand the real meaning of Yaochi's words, Qingdai and Chishao did understand it.

The four of them came from the Wanshou Pavilion, and they only listened to the orders of the Sect Supremo. The reason why Qingyan allowed them to stay by her side was that she was probably the Sect Supremo. That was why the four stewards were here with her. Judging from Yanmei's words, they must have known each other for a long time.

And the only possibility was that the present Su Qingyan was Qilian Qingyan.

At the thought of this, Qingdai looked up at the figure busy in the kitchen and was suddenly enlightened.