The abstinent and powerful minister is cold and aloof during the day, but he adores her in his dream

Chapter 265 Capturing a Man's Heart
Speaking of Aunt Xu, Zhiwan sighed and found it hard to understand her choice to die.

No matter how much you love your daughter, you shouldn't fail to resist when she threatens to kill you, otherwise you'll harm both yourself and your daughter.

Unless Aunt Xu had some unspeakable grievances and wanted to escape through death, she would have readily accepted her fate when her daughter threatened to kill her.

But what could be the reason behind Aunt Xu's predicament?

Zhiwan was puzzled.

However, Aunt Xu is already dead, so we probably won't find the answer.

After getting up, Zhiwan went to see Shuang'er and was relieved to see that her injuries were stable and she was in good spirits.

"Miss, I heard from Granny Fang that those villains have all been sentenced. That's wonderful!" Shuang'er had an injury on her back and could only lie face down, but her eyes lit up when she talked about these things.

“Yes, they did something utterly heinous and deserve to be severely punished,” Zhiwan nodded.

Just then, a maid brought in some porridge to feed Shuang'er, so she took it from her and said, "I'll do it."

The maidservant bowed to her and then withdrew.

After confirming that the porridge wasn't too hot, Zhiwan scooped some out with a spoon and fed it to Shuang'er.

"Thank you, Miss." Shuang'er thanked her, but did not refuse politely.

Although nominally mistress and servant, the two were as close as sisters in private.

After finishing her meal, Shuang'er remembered something and asked with concern, "Miss, yesterday in court, I heard Jiang Shi say that the young master was injured. Did you go to see him? Is the young master alright?"

Upon hearing this, Zhiwan couldn't help but recall the scene in her cousin's room yesterday. Her face flushed slightly, and she mumbled, "I went to check on him yesterday... He should be alright."

"If Miss has nothing to do today, why don't you go and see the young master again?" Shuang'er said.

Zhiwan had already been planning this, so she nodded and said, "I'll go in a bit."

"The young master likes the wontons that Miss makes. When you go there, please bring some wontons for him," Shuang'er instructed.

Zhiwan frowned. "Why have you become so long-winded?"

"I've heard people say that to win a man's heart, you must first win his stomach. If you cook more food for the young master, won't he be devoted to you?" Shuang'er said with a smile.

Zhiwan chuckled and poked her forehead. "Who told you that?"

"Miss, don't worry about who told me, just hurry up and make the wontons," Shuang'er urged.

Zhiwan still couldn't understand what winning a man's heart had to do with his stomach.
However, my cousin really loves the wontons she makes, so it's fine for her to make some.

As she was leaving, she remembered something and paused slightly. "By the way, Shuang'er, what do you think of Jiang Shi?"

She suddenly mentioned Jiang Shi, and Shuang'er was stunned for a moment, the image of Jiang Shi carrying her back yesterday flashing through her mind.

“He…is very strong,” Shuang’er blurted out.

Zhiwan: "..."

Seeing the strange look in her eyes, Shuang'er felt a little embarrassed. "I'm not familiar with him, but he brought me back yesterday. He seemed to be... quite strong."

Zhiwan looked at her meaningfully, "Yes, he is indeed very strong, able to carry you all the way back. So once you've recovered from your injuries, do you want to try your trick—the way to win a man's heart is through his stomach—on him?"

Sensing the sarcasm in her mistress's tone, Shuang'er was a little annoyed. "I'm not familiar with Jiang Shi, so please don't tease me, Miss."

"Make it a few more times, and it'll become familiar," Zhiwan said before leaving, leaving Shuang'er looking embarrassed.

Zhiwan asked Granny Fang for help, and they quickly finished wrapping the wontons.

She packed the food in a food box, intending to take it to the kitchen of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion to cook for her cousin. Otherwise, if she brought it there after cooking, not only would the soup spill, but the wonton wrappers would also fall apart, affecting the taste.

But when she carried the food box to the front yard, she saw servants leading Princess Chang Le and Ouyang Zhenzhu in. Seeing the two of them, Zhi Wan looked surprised, "Why are you here?"

"I heard from Pearl that you moved to a new residence, so I came to take a look. What, are you not welcome?" Princess Chang Le raised an eyebrow.

"Of course not." Zhiwan realized what was happening, quickly shook her head, and bowed to her. "Zhiwan greets Your Highness."

"Get up." Princess Chang Le helped her up, and seeing the food box in her hand, she asked curiously, "Are you getting ready to go out? It seems we've come at the wrong time."

"Your Highness, please don't say that. It is my honor that Your Highness has graced my humble abode. Please come inside and have a seat." With that, Zhiwan turned around and led the two into the front hall.

Upon entering the front hall, Ouyang Zhenzhu looked at the food box she had placed on the table and asked curiously, "What's inside this?"

As Zhiwan poured tea for the two of them, she explained, "These are the wontons I made."

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Zhenzhu slurped her saliva and turned to Princess Chang Le, saying, "Your Highness, Wanwan's wontons are delicious."

"Really?" Princess Chang Le looked at Zhi Wan with some suspicion. "You can cook?"

Zhiwan was a little embarrassed and quickly said, "Pearl is exaggerating. I don't know any cooking skills. I can only make some wontons."

Ouyang Zhenzhu chimed in, "Your Highness, Wanwan may not be able to cook other dishes, but she makes these wontons exceptionally well. The fillings are also incredibly delicious. Even Lord Lu enjoys them very much."

Upon hearing this, Princess Chang Le looked at Zhi Wan and said, "May I try some? I didn't eat much this morning."

Zhiwan: "..."

The wontons she made were originally intended for her cousin, but since she was in a hurry to get to the Duke of Dingguo's mansion, she didn't make many.

However, since both of them had spoken, she naturally wouldn't refuse.

Thinking that there was still some minced meat and wonton wrappers in the kitchen, it wouldn't be much trouble to make some more. So she said, "These wontons are all raw. Please sit for a moment, Your Highness. I will take them to the kitchen, cook them, and bring them to you."

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Zhenzhu stood up and said, "I'll go with you."

"Then I'll go with you too." Princess Chang Le also stood up.

Zhiwan dissuaded him, saying, "This is unacceptable. Your Highness is of noble birth; how can you set foot in the kitchen? Pearl, you should stay here with His Highness too."

Ouyang Zhenzhu was a little reluctant, but she still nodded, "Okay, but I want more wontons for my portion. I haven't had your wontons in a long time."

“Okay,” Zhiwan readily agreed.

“My share must not be less than Ouyang Zhenzhu’s,” Princess Chang Le added.

Zhiwan's lips twitched suspiciously, and she agreed, "Okay." After saying that, she hurried to the kitchen.

Ouyang Zhenzhu gave Princess Chang Le a look that was hard to describe.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Princess Chang Le glanced at her sideways.

“I just don’t quite understand,” Ouyang Zhenzhu said, frowning.

"What don't you understand?"

"Aren't you a princess?"

"and then?"

Ouyang Zhenzhu twisted the handkerchief in her hand and said, "I thought the princess had a small appetite."

"Isn't a princess human?" Princess Chang Le frowned. "Besides, you repeatedly praised how delicious Zhi Wan's wontons were in front of me. When I asked for more, you complained?"

Ouyang Zhenzhu had a lot of complaints.

If Princess Chang Le's portion is larger than hers, it means that Wan Wan will have to transfer some of her portion to Princess Chang Le's bowl, which would mean that she would eat much less.
"I wouldn't dare." Ouyang Zhenzhu was dissatisfied, but she dared not show it on her face.