In this palace, there were only two proper meals a day. If she got hungry at other times, she could only eat some pastries, which Su Qiao was very unaccustomed to.
Jin Canghan opened his mouth. When Su Qiao was about to take a fourth one, he could not help reminding her softly, "Qingtuan is made of glutinous rice. You shouldn't eat too many. They're hard to digest."
Su Qiao's hand paused, and she finally turned her gaze toward the man. "I didn't expect you to know about this."
"I used to work in the Imperial Kitchen, so I know a little."
Jin Canghan bent slightly at the waist. Being watched made him sweat all over, and his palms grew damp with nervousness.
"You used to work in the Imperial Kitchen?"
"Good. From now on, I'll leave the small kitchen to you."
Su Qiao had been just thinking of driving that girl Ren Dong out of the small kitchen.
She would feel most at ease leaving the small kitchen to him.
Jin Canghan was overjoyed. "Thank you for Your Majesty's grace."
Anything that entered the mouth was easiest for someone to tamper with. He had been worrying about how to take control of the small kitchen, but unexpectedly, his wish had come true.
Su Qiao sensed the joy radiating from him and imperceptibly curved her lips.
"You may leave. Manage the small kitchen well, and I'll reward you handsomely."
"Yes." Jin Canghan hurriedly withdrew. His steps were clearly much lighter than when he had entered the hall.
"Your Highness, isn't this a little..."
Nanny Bai and Chunyu, who had been accompanying her the entire time, were both somewhat anxious.
That was the kitchen. Aside from people they trusted, how could they dare let anyone else interfere?
Moreover, Her Highness was