In the square, Guan Qinghan and the Princess Consort officially formed an alliance.
Both secretly rejoiced, feeling that they had outmatched the other in intelligence.
Especially Guan Qinghan. She had been agonizing over how to pass the Demon Venerable's test, and now someone who had already passed stood right before her. How could she let this rare opportunity slip away?
So, her eyes darting, she sidled up to the Princess Consort again.
"Big sister, they say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. What does the Demon Venerable like to eat?"
As she spoke, she blinked her eyes, her clear gaze revealing a pure, unclouded foolishness, hoping to get an answer from the Princess Consort.
Then, while the Princess Consort wasn't paying attention, she would secretly seduce the Demon Venerable...
"You've asked the right person. Then I'll honestly tell your father: the Demon Venerable likes eating things I make."
Han Lingxuan kept a straight face, looking utterly serious, and left Guan Qinghan dumbfounded with a single sentence.
She froze on the spot, staring blankly at the Princess Consort, her face filled with bewilderment. She had never imagined she would receive such an answer.
Her first thought was that the Princess Consort was toying with her, but looking at that solemn, sincere expression, she found herself at a loss for words.
She thought the Princess Consort hadn't understood her.
Immediately, she asked a second question.
"Big sister, what kind of makeup and clothes does the Demon Venerable like?"
Han Lingxuan remained utterly serious.
"Makeup like mine. Clothes like mine."
"..."
Guan Qinghan was stunned on the spot. She felt their newly formed alliance was already on the verge of falling apart, but she still refused to admit defeat and couldn't help asking.
"Then what kind of person does