A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 3] Chapter 32

[Vol. 3] Chapter 32: Shocked Ten Thousand Times

Princess Sissi’s sudden arrival prompted everyone in the kitchen to salute. Instantly hushed by their reverence for a royal member, the kitchen fell into a quiet state, with only the clay pot that Ifia was using to cook soup making a humming sound, becoming the loudest spot in the kitchen.

Ifia didn’t mind the silence. She placed the lemon milk tea she was holding back on the table, choosing not to trouble Erlyn in front of Princess Sissi. If Erlyn had displayed a bad attitude earlier, Ifia might not have been so friendly. At the very least, a bit of confrontation would have been necessary.

Now, it had turned into a battle between her and Princess Sissi, unrelated to others.

“Princess Sissi, nice to see you again.”

Since she had decided to use her culinary skills to suppress Princess Sissi, Ifia naturally wouldn’t sit idly by. She wanted Princess Sissi to understand that exquisite culinary skills could be a bridge to close relationships. What good was using knives and guns? After all, elegant Amelia wouldn’t appreciate bloody violence. Amelia would only appreciate her.

Thinking of Amelia filled Ifia with determination, and she decided to take immediate action. So, in the quiet kitchen, she spoke up, “Is there something you need in the kitchen?”

To ensure the plan proceeded smoothly, Ifia tried to appear normal, making sure Princess Sissi wouldn’t catch onto her intentions.

To prevent Princess Sissi from sensing anything amiss and slipping away sneakily, Ifia pondered about whom she could showcase her culinary skills to if that happened. How could she make Princess Sissi understand that winning someone’s heart meant capturing their stomach, and that brandishing knives and guns had no additional effect? In this silent war, the only victor would be Ifia!

However, Ifia’s acting skills were questionable. The more she tried to appear normal, the more issues arose. Perhaps due to excessive effort, her facial expressions became somewhat exaggerated. This led to a peculiar smile, and despite her adorable and sweet face, it immediately aroused Princess Sissi’s vigilance.

Princess Sissi had long realized that Ifia was not an easy opponent. Despite appearing innocent and inexperienced on the surface, Ifia was actually deep-minded and adept at calculating people’s hearts. The deliberate performance might be a part of some other calculation, an attempt to lure Princess Sissi into a trap willingly, causing Amelia Barlen to lose favor with her.

Hehe, did you think she would fall for it? Princess Sissi restrained her volatile temper and also put on a gentle facade, softly saying to Ifia, “Just tired of practicing swordplay, came out for a casual stroll.”

Her deep blue eyes resembled the vast azure sea, and a gentle breeze caused a small ripple within them. It seemed very affectionate. However, Princess Sissi’s gentle tone, aiming to present herself well in front of Amelia Barlen, shocked the people in the kitchen!

Although they all tried hard to control their facial expressions, the uncontrollable widening of their eyes revealed that Princess Sissi’s actions were highly unusual. Of course, there were also well-informed individuals in the kitchen who knew the reason behind Princess Sissi’s feigned behavior.

Thanks to the gossip and discussions among the palace maids, many people knew that Princess Sissi had set her sights on someone from the envoy. However, since the envoy had just arrived, not many palace members had seen them, so most people had only a vague idea and didn’t know what they looked like.

Now, seeing them for the first time, people couldn’t help but react. Well, well! Did Princess Sissi change her taste? Due to Princess Sissi’s well-documented romantic history circulating in the palace, it was known that her previous romantic interests were usually strong and capable women. Looks were secondary, exceptional abilities were what earned Princess Sissi’s affection.

However, regardless of how many girlfriends Princess Sissi had, she never suppressed her true nature. Often, it was this combination of cruelty and arrogance that led strong women to fall into the web of her affections. However, seeing Princess Sissi now smiling so gently at Ifia made them unable to believe it. It felt like they were still dreaming and had not yet woken up.

Although Ifia’s outstanding culinary skills had already impressed everyone, and she had a very cute face, her height of only 1.6 meters was surprisingly short. Standing next to Princess Sissi, it looked almost like a bizarre case of a child-loving fetish. This was completely opposite to Princess Sissi’s usual preferences.

In front of Princess Sissi, the kitchen staff dared not gossip, only silently marveling at the unexpected turn of events. Unaware of the misunderstandings around them, Ifia and Princess Sissi locked eyes. It was a meeting of rivals, with envy showing in their eyes, yet they pretended to be oblivious.

“Why aren’t you dining in the hall? Is the food not to your taste?” When Princess Sissi took the initiative to inquire, her blue eyes swept over the people around her. Her cold and stern gaze made everyone involuntarily shudder, sensing a foreboding feeling as if trouble was about to descend.

In the Taric Royal Palace, Princess Sissi wielded significant authority in her words. It was a trivial matter for her to punish them if she wished. Upon hearing Princess Sissi’s question, Ifia immediately got spirited. She reached out and took hold of Amelia’s arm, leaning in closer.

Although wearing a look of helplessness on her face, Ifia’s tone was incredibly proud, “It’s nothing, just that Amelia wanted to eat the food I made.” Then, she deliberately added, “Perhaps my culinary skills are better, making Amelia unable to get used to other cuisines.”

After saying this, looking at Princess Sissi struggling to maintain a calm appearance, Ifia was even more triumphant. She couldn’t help but wish to burst into laughter.

On the side, quietly observing the interaction between Ifia and Princess Sissi, Amelia raised an eyebrow. Although she knew everything and had to pretend not to know, she nodded in agreement with Ifia’s words. Her violet eyes shimmered with a soft light, and her indulgent attitude was not hidden, as if a thousand-year-old cold ice had melted away.

Ifia, who was already accustomed to such interactions, didn’t find it extraordinary. However, in the eyes of others, the intimate relationship between the two was quite apparent. Leaving aside how furious Princess Sissi was, the onlookers felt relieved that Ifia’s response had spared them. They couldn’t help but marvel at the complexity of the relationships involved. Princess Sissi liked Ifia, but Ifia liked Amelia.

“Oh, is that so? Then I must taste it to see what kind of delicacy can make someone so memorable.”

“It would be my honor to have Princess Sissi taste it!”

Seeing Princess Sissi willingly stepping into the trap, Ifia rejoiced inwardly. Swiftly, she presented a golden tray, and after opening the lid, rows of neatly arranged small plates were revealed. Then, the head chef, Erlyn, took the tray and offered it to Princess Sissi. Unlike others who mistakenly thought that Princess Sissi was pursuing Ifia, the reality was different.

Erlyn was standing nearby, feeling as if she could see sparks flying between Ifia and Princess Sissi. This incompatible attitude seemed far from friendly. It looked like a battlefield shrouded in smoke, making her think that staying away would be better. After all, she was just a small figure, and she didn’t want to get caught in the crossfire.

With this in mind, Erlyn held her tray, quietly stepped back a few paces, attempting to blend into the crowd. However…

“Head Chef Erlyn, is this the culinary skill of the Sith Empire? It smells amazing!”

“Sigh, let me have a taste, just one bite!”

“Wuwuwu, I’m almost crying from the temptation. Head Chef Erlyn, let me taste it!”

People who were initially just onlookers became excited as Erlyn approached. They didn’t dare to imagine what Princess Sissi had on her tray, but Head Chef Erlyn was a different story.

Although Erlyn’s fist hurts when it hits the body, she had a more generous personality and would surely share the delicious food generously.

Just smelling the aroma had already aroused intense cravings, and now, with the opportunity to taste it, everyone’s anticipation grew even more.

Upon seeing the excitement of the people, Erlyn paused for a moment, then smiled at them. Surprisingly, she stepped back, returning to her original position.

Onlookers: ???

Erlyn showed no intention of explaining. Instead, she stood within the tense atmosphere, feigning composure. She then picked up a fork, tasted the delicious food, as if she were merely observing a special performance.

Ah, it’s so delicious, and she wasn’t willing to share! Why should you share the delicious food you brought with you with others!

“Please, enjoy,” Ifia said with a brilliant smile as the tray was placed in front of Princess Sissi.

Princess Sissi looked at her suspiciously, sensing an unusual vibe, but since she had already agreed to taste it, there was no turning back. She scooped up a spoonful of the soft, white substance in the bowl, resembling something like egg custard but solid. It was a food she had never encountered before.

The aroma was a mix of milk and sugar, but how could it turn into a solid? With skepticism about Ifia’s culinary skills, Princess Sissi brought the spoon to her mouth.