When Tianzhangyuan heard this, he was immediately overjoyed.

"That's right! I'm cooking! Please wait a moment, and the meal will start soon!"

After saying that, she retreated in a hurry and her footsteps became farther and farther away.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the kitchen knife hitting the cutting board, the sound of the "sizzling" after the ingredients are put into the pot, and other unique sounds in the kitchen are heard one after another.

Qingdeng is not good at cooking, so he only knows how to cook eggs and fried eggs and other very simple dishes.

Although he is not a master of cooking, he can still hear the cooking skills of Tianzhangyuan from these sounds - she is just like him, not good at cooking.

No, no... His cooking skills may be worse than his!

Whether it is the sound of cutting vegetables or pouring vegetables into the pot, it all exudes a sense of overwhelming mess.

It sounds like a unique movement for "kitchen novices".

If you think about it carefully, this is not surprising.

Since she was born, she has been a pampered lady, and her fingers are not touched by the spring water.

After becoming the supreme imperial station, she had no reason to learn cooking.

Therefore, it is natural for her not to know how to cook.

Qingdeng had roughly guessed the scene in the kitchen...it was mostly messy and messy.

——Can she do it…?

Qingdeng was worried secretly, but involuntarily turned his head and looked towards the kitchen frequently.

He was not afraid that her cooking would be unpalatable.

He was afraid that she would hurt herself accidentally - the sound of cutting vegetables that was fast and slow at this time, and the sound of cutting vegetables without any rhythm really made him sweat.

Or more serious, burn the kitchen...

Fortunately, his concerns did not become a reality.

About 20 minutes later, Tianzhangyuan, who was sweating profusely, didn't even take off the cutting and cooking, and just returned to Qingdeng's eyes excitedly.

【Note ·Cutting: The apron used to cook during the Edo period was generally white.】

"My husband, I've been waiting for a long time!"

She set up two meal plans and then placed a plate of dishes on the table.

Qingdeng looked down and saw—a very simple three dishes and one soup.

First of all, the rice that was extremely high... has risen to its peak, and the height of "rice mountain" is twice that of the rice bowl.

At first glance, it is shaky... as if another grain of rice will cause the entire "Rice Mountain" to collapse and collapse instantly.

This is actually a kind of etiquette in the Edo period.

Because rice is very precious, ordinary families cannot afford to eat rice, so putting a lot of rice and high up is a manifestation of respecting the other party.

The three dishes are pickled radish, oil tofu and stew - a very common home-cooked side dish in the Edo era.

As for the soup, it is ordinary miso soup.

In terms of taste, it's quite fragrant.

But the appearance is...unspeakable!

Simply put, they all look bad.

Even the rice is terrible, it is not dry or sparse. It is between "rice" and "porridge". It is obvious that there is too much water or the heat is not controlled properly.

It doesn't even have to taste it, just a glance you can tell what this lunch will taste like.

Although Qing Deng didn't say anything and no expression appeared on his face, Tianzhangyuan still lowered his head with shame.

She has eaten delicacies since she was a child, and naturally knows what delicious food looks like.

She wasn't blind, so of course she understood how bad the food she made was.

She rubbed her hands uneasyly while laughing dryly.

"Sorry... it's so difficult to cook...it should not be your taste, please forgive me..."

Looking at the Tianzhangyuan buried in the heads deep, Qingdeng smiled helplessly:

"Your Highness..."

As the words were about to go, the other party suddenly spoke out and interrupted:

"My husband, I am not your 'Your Highness'."

Qingdeng was stunned for a moment, then asked in a conditioned reflex:

"Then what should I call you?"

He paused and then changed into a half-joking tone:

"Do you want me to call you 'mom'?"

In the Edo era, after having children, the husband sometimes called his wife "Okaa-san" (Okaa-san, that is, mother), indicating her role as a mother in the family.

"Talent, don't want it! Don't call me that! We don't have children yet!"

She continued with a red face and said unhappily:

"Just call me my name."

Calling her name... This made Qingdeng difficult.

As we all know, she has many names in her life.

Every time he reaches a new stage in his life, he will change his name.

According to the rules, the general's official wife was mostly welcomed by five photographers (one, two, nine, the Guard and the Eagle) or the royal family.

Therefore, in order to successfully marry into the shogunate, after becoming the adopted daughter of Shimazu Saithin, the former lord of the Satsuma family, she then became the adopted daughter of Kome Tadahi of the Kome family, and her name changed from "Atsuko Shimazu" to "Komezu Seiko".

In this way, her current official name should be "Jingzi".

Thinking of this, Qingdeng said:

"Then I'll call you 'Jingzi'."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tianzhangyuan shook his head helplessly:

"'Jingzi'... few people call me that, so I'm not used to this name, and... I don't like this name very much. Let's change the name."

In order to further "guid" Qingdeng, she said quietly:

"Didn't you just called another name from me not long ago? I like that name you called me."

Qing Deng was stunned when he heard this.

Memories emerged... It was indeed not long ago, on the day when the Three Thousand Mizuto Army attacked, at the moment when Tianzhangyuan leaned against him... It was time, guided by emotions, he no longer called her "Your Highness", but subconsciously called out another name...

As soon as he thought of this, he whispered:

“O Ka Tsu…”

In an instant, Tianzhangyuan smiled and smiled very happily:

"Yes, just call me 'Yuyi'! This is my first name and my favorite name."

"Yuyi" is her nickname.

He affectionately called the Queen Mother "Yuyi"... Qingdeng was still a little uncomfortable for a while.

However, when they thought that they were playing "playing house" now, this point of grounding in their hearts disappeared instantly.

He adjusted his mood a little and followed up what he hadn't finished just now:

“Don’t care about it.”

"It's not difficult to practice something like 'cooking'."

"As long as you cook more, you will cook delicious food one day."

"Anyway, we are already husband and wife, and we still have decades to go."

"The future is long, take your time."

As soon as this said, Tianzhangyuan was stunned at first, then suddenly froze, and his face turned red.

On weekdays, he is basically the only one who can play tricks on Qing Deng, and he rarely has the opportunity to "counterattack".

Seeing that Tianzhangyuan was shy, he naturally would not miss this rare opportunity. While looking at her playfully, he changed into a playful tone:

"What? Palace... Yu Yi, are you shy?"

"Aren't we playing 'play house'? Since that's the case, the more we get into the show, the more fun it becomes, right?"

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