Kitten, Meow Like a Cat...

After entering the palace kitchen, Nan Zhi changed into the pastry chef's uniform, hat and wore a mask as required.

Only a pair of eyes were visible.

When Yi Fan told her to stop, she turned around, lowered her head and had a cautious look.

Yi Fan stood not far away and when he saw that the woman was carrying a plate of desserts, he asked, "What are you doing?"

Nan Zhi was of broadcasting and hosting background, so naturally she was able to change her voice. She deliberately lowered her voice with a slight hoarseness and said, "I'm sending up the freshly made desserts to Young Master Xiaojie."

"Come downstairs immediately after delivering it. Don't stay up there."

Nan Zhi nodded, turned around and went upstairs.

Yi Fan stared at the woman's slender, tall figure for a while. He did not know if it was a hallucination but this pastry chef's back looked a little familiar.