The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 387 - 386: His Highness Silently Gets Jealous

Chapter 387: Chapter 386: His Highness Silently Gets Jealous

"Sister Ali." Rong Yueqing clasped her hands in front of her abdomen, calling out gently and innocently.

Qu Tong raised a smile, sidestepped to let Rong Yueqing enter the room, and did not pay attention to the elixirs still on the table.

Apart from attending classes, she often met old man Yuan, but it was still the first time in half a year that Yueqing had sought her out alone.

Qu Tong sat down opposite Rong Yueqing, brewed her a cup of jasmine tea, and then rested her chin on her hands, watching the beauty savor the tea.

She loved Yueqing’s peach blossom eyes the most, like a pool of spring water, sparkling and bright with no worldly impurities, only a pure love and anticipation for life.

She also adored her aura—gentle, serene, and ladylike, without a hint of aggressiveness, easily stirring protective instincts in others, even though she was a woman herself.

Yueqing was suited to study elixirs in the Canaan Empire, not fit at all for the palace of the Casa Empire.

Rong Yueqing sipped her tea bit by bit and looked up to meet Qu Tong’s gaze, pausing briefly.

Qu Tong withdrew her gaze, and Rong Yueqing then somewhat sheepishly spoke, "Do you still need any Void Crystal Stones, Prince Consort’s sister?"

Qu Tong raised an eyebrow, "Did Rong Chengjue send you to find me?"

"Yes, yes." Rong Yueqing honestly nodded. "Father is ill. Brother is now in a perilous situation and needs a large amount of elixirs, but I can only prepare low-grade Spirit Power Stabilizing Potions."

Worry and a touch of guilt were evident in Rong Yueqing’s eyes.

"Let me think about it." Qu Tong tapped her fair and beautiful fingertips on her face and did not immediately agree.

This matter involved another nation’s politics, and old man Yuan was also busy tracking down the source of prohibited potions; he didn’t have many spare potions either.

Rong Yueqing hurriedly said, "It’s okay if it’s inconvenient for Sister Ali. I know it’s troublesome. I was just... asking for brother, and he’ll think of other ways."

Rong Chengjue must have known it was troublesome, which is why he sent Rong Yueqing to talk to her.

Qu Tong took the opportunity to have Rong Yueqing try Drunken Star River’s new dessert—the improved version of Red Peach Kuih.

After returning to Yuelan Bay, Qu Tong summoned Hu Qing and asked, "What has Rong Chengjue been up to recently?"

"Ma’am, one moment, I will ask the Grand Marshal."

"Go ahead," Qu Tong nodded.

It must have involved some major internal conflict within the Casa Royal Family.

Soon after, Hu Qing returned and reported, "Ma’am, the Grand Marshal will be back shortly, he said he’ll speak with you personally."

"That’s fine," Qu Tong waved her hand.

Si Yuting came home earlier today than usual.

As Qu Tong had expected, the Emperor of Casa probably wouldn’t live much longer, though the reason remained unknown.

However, what surprised Qu Tong was that the faction led by the Second Prince had not been severely damaged by Rong Chengjue. How had they made a comeback so quickly?

It had not been long since Rong Chengjue had messaged her.

Facing Qu Tong’s query, Si Yuting seriously said, "The Casa Empire has also encountered prohibited potions, but it’s unclear if they are the same kind."

Qu Tong’s heart tightened. No wonder.

"What do you plan to do?"

"No rush. Wu Yue has already had samples collected and brought back. We will decide after the results are in," Si Yuting analyzed calmly. "However, the situation in the Casa Empire is unclear. Even if it’s the same kind, we can only investigate after the new Emperor ascends the throne."

Qu Tong nodded thoughtfully and told him about Rong Yueqing coming to see her.

Upon learning that Qu Tong and Rong Chengjue were still exchanging potions, his cool eyes narrowed slightly, and he spoke coolly,

"You make the decision."

Because Si Yuting always remained calm and stern when discussing official matters, Qu Tong did not notice the change in his tone and started thinking to herself, resting her chin on her hands.

Si Yuting realized what he had done and his expression faltered slightly.

After a moment, he sighed almost imperceptibly.

It seemed that Ali was having an increasingly significant impact on him.

Such a trivial matter could even evoke jealousy.

As for Ali...

While each of them was lost in their own thoughts, the butler, Chi, walked in.

"Madam, you’ve got a parcel."

Qu Tong stood up confused, "I don’t remember buying anything recently."

"It’s a large item, specially packaged with a cold chain," the butler Chi said.

"Let’s go check it out together," Si Yuting stood up and followed.

When the package was opened, Qu Tong recalled that Wen You had ordered the fish for her, which was suitable for making sashimi.

Neatly arranged in four boxes, each exuded a chill, with half of the contents being crushed ice.

Each box had a label: Genuine Snapper, Cold Yellowtail, Emperor Salmon, and Bluefin Tuna.

All were names Qu Tong was familiar with. The fish in the interstellar era was not much different from that of the Blue Star Era; there were just more sea beasts involved, though most of these beasts were inedible.

Looking at the size of the last box, Qu Tong knew Wen You had spent quite a bit of money.

Bluefin Tuna was a top-tier ingredient for sashimi, each piece being quite expensive.

But Wen You was on a mission on another planet at this time.

Qu Tong sent a communication to Wen You, who hung up but sent a message shortly after: "Eat them, they are all for you. If I want some, I’ll come back and eat."

Qu Tong looked at just one tuna which could feed dozens of people, and was troubled.

She didn’t know how to prepare it.

Actually, slicing fish wasn’t hard; she was good with a knife, but she didn’t know which parts were good to eat, how thick or wide to slice them.

Qu Tong looked towards Si Yuting: "Your Highness, do you know how to make sashimi?"

"I learned," Si Yuting replied.

Qu Tong wasn’t disappointed with Si Yuting’s answer.

"The Empress Dowager loves sashimi, and His Highness’s skills were taught by the Empress Dowager when he was a child," butler Chi explained cheerfully on the side.

"Then when it’s ready, we’ll send some to Mother and the others," Qu Tong called Xuan Ping and others to help.

Sashimi is best when fresh, and since it was still light outside, it was perfect for a supplementary meal.

Qu Tong also called over Fei Wenxing and others in the group.

Aside from the largest tuna, the other three big boxes weren’t lacking in quantity either.

Even if she called up all the soldiers on duty outside Yuelan Bay, they couldn’t finish them all.

Qu Tong decided to start a live stream and give some away to her fans.

Qu Tong opened the live streaming room, and since she wasn’t cooking this time, she simply threw in two random words for the title.

For one thing, Qu Tong’s energy fruits and vegetables and gourmet food were popular, and recently she’s been trending as well.

So just under one minute after starting, over a hundred thousand people surged into the room, and the chat began to roll.

"Prince Consort sister, from now on, you are my ultimate idol."

"Ahh! At first, I thought the live streamer could only cook, but she also grows tasty energy fruits and vegetables, has good shooting skills, can command, sings well, and now you’re telling me she even possesses SSS-rank spiritual power."

"It’s agonizing—how can someone be good at everything? What’s more, why isn’t that person me?"

"I also feel like I’ve eaten a kilogram of lemons, no! A ton!"

"It’s unbelievable that such a lovely person can look so fierce in a fight."

"The Prince Consort fighting must look good too."

...

Qu Tong, seeing the messages, felt even better. She reached towards the camera and waved, "Good evening, babies!"