Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

That night.

A few guards chosen by Su Tang sat in the courtyard together with a beaming Gu Qingyu.

Their hearts were speechless, that particularly speechless kind.

With wooden expressions, they bit into the grilled fish on the stone table and complained inwardly with resignation, “This is seriously too disgusting; which household’s cook can make food this bitter?”

But the fish wasn’t even grilled to a crisp!

The guards exchanged glances and had come to understand something—this woman must have burst the fish’s gallbladder when she was gutting it, right?

But even if she had, it shouldn’t have made the whole fish this bitter, should it?

They seriously suspected that this woman had rubbed the broken gallbladder all over the fish, which was what made it so unbearably bitter.

“Miss Gu, the fish you grilled tastes really good.”

Especially since the fish was so inedible, yet they had to praise its flavor against their conscience, it was truly a suffering they couldn’t voice.

Really?”

Upon hearing the guard’s words, Gu Qingyu was encouraged.

“If it’s delicious, eat more. This is my first time grilling fish, I didn’t expect it to taste so good.”

She had no interest in the fish, especially grilled fish, which she thought smelled too fishy, and she hadn’t tasted it, so she didn’t know how bad it actually was.

The guards really didn’t know what to say upon hearing her words.

You give her a way out, and she really dares to climb up the ladder? Does she even remember her own name?

One of the guards quietly put the fish down and pushed it towards the other guards, “I’ve just had a meal and can’t eat anymore. This delicious fish, I’ll leave it to you, you lucked out.”

The other guards: “…”

I should thank you for the favor, right? With how disgusting that fish is, if they had to finish it all off, would they be competing for the bathroom afterwards?

“Heh, you’re too polite.”

Another guard smiled at his companion and then turned to Gu Qingyu.

“Miss Gu, we still need to stay here for a few more days. Your fellow disciples are all cultivating—don’t you need to?” he asked.

It’s okay to endure a meal, but if it happened a few more times, wouldn’t they be poisoned to death?

“Cultivation, huh, missing a day or two won’t make much difference. I have plenty of time to work hard later.” Gu Qingyu pursed her lips, she never felt there was anything wrong with not cultivating.

Besides, what could beat finding a powerful husband? Apart from her cultivation level, she could also refine Gu. Was she afraid someone might surpass her?

“I saw that the dishes in the kitchen were lacking, and figured you guys must not have had a good meal, so I felt uncomfortable and specifically went fishing to grill for you to eat.

I initially thought that I would mess up since it’s my first-time grilling fish, but unexpectedly, my cooking skills are not bad.”

She smiled rather smugly, with the expression of a genius that shocked the guards.

Who gave her the confidence to think she’s a genius? This grilled fish that even a dog would despise for its taste, yet she considers it delicious? They’d rather eat a handful of dirt on the spot.

Truly, the arrogance was horrifying.

“Miss Gu’s culinary skills are naturally outstanding.” The guard said blandly, unable to come up with any more words of flattery; it was just too darn difficult for him.

Now, he was hoping that the woman in front of him would quickly make her moves on their lord, though she had no chance of succeeding anyway.