I am the princess of the former dynasty, Ji Yunlai. Don't ask, just ask: he jumped from the city tower but did not die. He is running a restaurant in the enemy's capital incognito. Restoration? What kind of high-difficulty copy is that? I just want to pay off the three thousand taels I owe when opening a store. In order to revitalize my "half-step epilepsy" restaurant that was on the verge of bankruptcy, I used my special skills of royal cuisine to focus on differentiated competition. The new dish "The country is broken by mountains and rivers" uses squid ink and spinach juice to paint on tofu. The artistic conception is so full that it has attracted countless arty literati to spend a lot of money just to cross out and write a sour poem to post on WeChat Moments. Famous dishes "were just commonplace at the time" and replicas of folk snacks moved the rich and powerful who were tired of eating delicacies from the mountains and seas to tears, saying that "the taste of their childhood tastes like this". Intelligence? Oh, those are all the truths that guests vomited after drinking. I took a small notebook and wrote them down. It is purely a personal hobby. Business was booming, and I thought I was about to reach the pinnacle of my life where I would make a fortune and marry someone who was not a rich man. Until that day, a man wearing armor and filled with murderous intent kicked open my store door. Shock was written on his handsome face, and he stared at me, his eyes were red, and his voice was shaking like chaff: "Your Highness?" I looked at the sword on his waist that had cut off my brother's head, and calmly handed over the menu: "Sir, the new store is opening with a 20% discount. Order first, or should we first talk about how you climbed from my personal bodyguard to the position of the enemy's general?" Help, my former bodyguard has become the war god of an enemy country, and he still wants to reunite with me. What should I do? Waiting online, it's very urgent!
