The Royal Chef: My Lord, Please Take a Concubine

【A free-spirited woman vs. a man who believes men should rule】 She was narrow-minded and jealous, wishing her husband’s concubines would all die, but lacked the courage to actually do anything. In the end, she was infuriated to death by those concubines. She is the head of the restaurant industry, the CEO of Changlai Dining, a master chef whose skills are practically divine, and a woman who has never relied on men. When she becomes her... M, A, I, N, S, T, O, R, Y, I, N, T, R, O, D, U, C, T, I, O, N “Big Sister, why bother? Even if she enters the household, she’ll only be a concubine and can’t threaten your position. Why take on the reputation of being jealous for her sake? It pains me to see you like this.” Madam Han dabbed at her tears with a handkerchief, her delicate manner full of pathos as she spoke up for the princess consort. “I agree. I’ll inform the palace tomorrow and bring Madam Shen into the household.” Madam Han’s hand froze mid-wipe. Her wide, watery eyes stared ahead, and for a moment she didn’t know what to say. He is the shrewd and calculating Prince Yongping of the Sheng Kingdom, cold and merciless, impartial and stern. Yet on the surface he is composed, calm, and refined, hiding his ambition and his overbearing determination to seize the throne behind a mask. He once said: Anything that belongs to him is untouchable unless he chooses to give it up! She is the hidden owner of the Changlai Restaurant, the Sheng Kingdom’s most famous tavern, and her wealth puts all others to shame. He is Prince Yongping’s trusted secret adviser on the road to becoming emperor, born into an illustrious clan, bewitching and arrogant, too proud to ever say what he thinks. At a state banquet, he makes the unbelievable discovery that the owner of Changlai, the woman who lay beside him last night and had been in business with him for years, is actually sitting beside Prince Yongping as his princess consort! What kind of absurd world is this? In the study, Prince Yongping stands with his hands behind his back, his expression solemn. In truth, he’s seething with murderous fury. “Don’t you have an explanation?” “An explanation?!” Lin Yiyi can’t understand him at all. “I always thought we had an unspoken understanding: you do your thing, and I do mine.” Otherwise, why would she have worked herself to the bone, pouring all her silver into his future imperial ambitions? Wasn’t that an unspoken business arrangement? Damn it, can’t you stop making that face? Or... are you trying to take it all back?