I dressed up as a little cook from the Song Dynasty and wanted to cook with peace of mind, but I was targeted by the young emperor in disguise because of a crab-stuffed orange dish.
He sneaked out of the palace every day to have dinner with me, and said, "If you become the queen, you will be in charge of the royal kitchen."
I put the orange shell on his head with my backhand: "Wake up, your harem is fighting!"
Until one day, news came from the palace: "Your Majesty, your Majesty has demolished the imperial dining room and converted it into a small kitchen, waiting for you to take office."
