When Cheng Xunxun came back in the evening, Youshi was almost over.【26nbsp;】

"Second Master is back." Yu Zhu smiled and stepped forward to greet him, then sent the maid down to get a hot towel. "Are you hungry? Did you have a good lunch? Change your clothes and we'll prepare a meal."

Cheng Xunxun responded absently, and without waiting for the maid to bring hot water, turned around and entered the clean room.

After he washed and changed his clothes and came out, a table full of steaming dishes was already ready.

Yu Zhu observed his words and reached out to carefully hold his sleeve, "What happened... Could it be that the emperor is giving you a hard time?"

"...The fifth prince went to guard the mausoleum, and the emperor ordered me to escort him." Cheng Xunxun saw that all the maids and mothers in the room had retreated, so he simply took Yu Zhu's hand and sat down together, and said calmly.

"How is that possible?" Yu Zhu was surprised, and the hand holding food for Cheng Xunxun paused in mid-air, "Didn't it mean that the fifth prince deliberately murdered the late emperor? He could also go to guard the mausoleum." If this is really the case, the old man

The emperor was not allowed to get angry from the mausoleum and crawl out again to strangle his neck...

Cheng Xunxun took a sip of hot tea and shook his head slightly, "As for Dai Zui...it is also the emperor's mercy...but it is probably much harder than the days of being imprisoned in the palace."

Yu Zhu silently laid out the dishes for him, thinking - not only is life difficult, it is also much easier for the emperor to "do things".

No matter what, the matter was settled as it was. No matter what you said, it would be of no use. The two of them had a tacit understanding not to talk anymore.

Cheng Xunxun ate a chopstick of shredded five-spice chicken. He felt that his mouth was full of delicious flavor, smooth and tender yet chewy. Looking at the other dishes, which were also exquisite and attractive, he couldn't help but praise: "What kind of mother's craftsmanship is this? It's really good."

Yu Zhu puffed up her chest proudly: "Mother Ruan cooked the food herself. Would you like me to give you some reward?"

This was a different way of getting benefits for the dowry mother. Cheng Xunxun laughed and looked at something with an air of air, "Give it, of course I have to give it to you. I can see that I have raised you well." He added at the end,

"I'm very satisfied."

Yu Zhu turned his head away with a red face, cursing secretly that this man was becoming more and more toothless.

Someone's teasing was successful. Even though the person serving the dishes was gone, he didn't care. He cleared most of the dishes on the table and dug out three more bowls of rice before putting down his chopsticks.

After the maid finished cleaning up, Yu Zhu looked at the clepsydra, hesitating whether to talk about Cheng Xun Gong's matter anymore, but he didn't know if he had learned about it from Xie just now. It would be better if he didn't know. If he did, he would tell it again.

Could there be some curse in it...it's not a good thing after all.

Cheng Xunxun's fingers gently slid across the sapphire blue silk-embroidered mattress underneath him, sighing at the smooth and soft touch. His heart moved, and his handsome eyes narrowed slightly - I don't know when, this yard, this house began to

It appeared more and more frequently in his mind, sometimes while riding on a horse, or competing in the school field... bits and pieces of Qingfu Courtyard would unconsciously appear in his mind, and before he even noticed it, his smile appeared.

Stretching out often makes those guys in the camp who are afraid of chaos in the world scream strangely...

Looking at the calm and beautiful face under the light, and occasionally glancing at his little wife with eyes as clear as autumn water, Cheng Xunxun suddenly felt that his heart was swelling, as if something was about to break out of the shell, but it was warm.

It was so warm that it was full of joy... What on earth was it? He couldn't figure out whether it was the increasingly warm and comfortable furnishings in the room, the constant fresh fruity aroma all year round, the warm meals that were delicious, delicious, or just one or two places here and there.

A dazzling gadget that makes people secretly admire its ingenuity?

Slender and strong fingers were placed on his chin with a clean line, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly... Or maybe it was this cute little thing at home...

Why is this guy stroking his chin and smiling so brightly? Yu Zhu was confused. Could it be that Mom Jie had slapped Mama Ruan tonight, and then mistakenly put some smiling half-step epilepsy in the dish?

"Hang, um." After swallowing, Yu Zhu decided to take a brave step, "Today, my eldest sister-in-law came and mentioned something to me. I don't know if it counts."

"I know about that." Cheng Xunxun's eyes were gentle, and his sharp eyes were as soft as a pool of spring water. "You did a good job, don't worry." He glanced at Yu Zhu approvingly. He didn't know the crookedness inside.

Wandering around, it wasn’t like he didn’t have slaves in his ears when he was a kid

While talking about some bastard words like eldest son, first son, etc., but the eldest brother is the eldest brother. If he had to choose the same title as the eldest brother in the title of Duke, there is no doubt that he would choose the latter... Can the wife not care about the title of Duke?

The honor of being one with him made him feel very at ease.

Yuzhu felt a little weird at the moment and tried hard to find a topic: "Then will the big brother be in danger? If not, let's ask the emperor to increase his troops." In her impression, the Mongols' food grabbing was a very brutal and violent thing, Lin Yuanzhi said

I once vaguely mentioned that in the month or two after the autumn harvest every year, the border is very unstable, with many bloody battles and the like.

After Cheng Xunxun heard this, he laughed loudly and couldn't help pinching Yuzhu's ears: "What a child. He is just a Mongolian who is robbing food. There is no need for the emperor to increase his troops."

Screaming after being pinched, Yu Zhu struggled desperately to escape, wuwu, she was wrong... she really shouldn't challenge his military pride.

But now she is finally relaxed. Whether Cheng Xun Gong lives or dies has nothing to do with her. Let them worry about the next thing.

However, Yu Zhu never imagined how much trouble this reminder would indirectly bring to him in the future...

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Seeing that the Queen Mother's birthday was approaching, there was some commotion all over the capital. Those who were qualified to enter the palace to pay homage to her birthday were busy with birthday gifts - this was the first major event after the Emperor ascended the throne, so they must not be careless.

The gift cannot be too expensive - the national treasury is not rich, but you still show off, isn't it obvious that you are not happy to attract the emperor? Be careful, the next one will copy it to your home.

There has to be a meaning, at least you have to explain it in some way, to show that you have carefully prepared it and never made up the numbers. What you are most afraid of is a car crash. If you accidentally give the same thing as a gift, it will be embarrassing.

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Birthday gifts are difficult to prepare, and everyone is busy, and Cheng Guogong's mansion is no exception. The old man was originally a little dissatisfied with the jade antiques prepared by Manager Zhao, but after seeing the Kang screen that Yu Zhu hurriedly embroidered, he suddenly smiled.

A flower bloomed, and with my heart in my stomach, I took out my horse and went out to have a drink with Uncle Zhongqin.

After finishing such a large embroidery, Yu Zhu was ready to relax. He was excited to take the maid to the garden to pick some lotus leaves to make lotus leaf soup. When he was tired, he made some delicious food to reward himself. It was a very beautiful thing.

In order to increase the relationship between husband and wife, Yu Zhu also deliberately pulled Cheng Xunxun over when he was idle at home.

He slowly followed behind. Looking at the young wife in front of him who was in high spirits and grinning from ear to ear, and the maids around him who were as high-spirited as others, Cheng Xunxun's mood also lifted a lot, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows relaxed.

It rained just yesterday. Although it was not heavy, there were still many dead old lotuses that had been beaten here and there. They were all withered, decayed, dilapidated and miserable. Fortunately, the lotus pond was quite big, and it looked like several generations lived together.

There are also a lot of green or dark green lotus leaves growing lushly. Occasionally, you can see some new leaves with a slight yellowish color, and pink lotus flowers. There are a few red spots among the green bushes, which are really young pistils.

Pearls, filled with fragrance.

At first glance, the cruelty of the alternation between old and new is undoubtedly revealed

Qiu Chan, who came back from borrowing a boat, couldn't help but think of the sour poems that Man Tao often recited, such as "The residual lotus points to the cold autumn". Cheng Xunxun also rarely touched the scene and recalled some past events.

The atmosphere was getting a little gloomy when I heard a hurried cry from the rain bamboo on the side: "No, be careful. There are not many usable leaves left, so don't pluck them bad... don't touch the water."

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It turned out that the boat girl had already launched the boat into the water with her bamboo pole. Listening to the instructions of Yu Zhu on the shore, she rowed the boat to the east and west. There was still a trembling silver chain standing on it, and she was looking for it with the scissors tremblingly.

Freshly grown lotus leaves.

"Oh, I've been so busy these days that I actually missed the day." Yu Zhu sighed, hurriedly turning around a few times, and stretching his neck to try to see the basket on the silver chain hand. It was a bit far away and not very close.

He could see clearly, but it was obviously not full yet, so he immediately said distressedly: "Look at all the lotus leaves that are yellow, and I don't know if they are enough. Alas, it's probably yellow...old leaves can't squeeze out the juice."

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The long-awaited delicious meal is about to be ruined. For a foodie, the taste is indeed a bit cruel.

No matter how much she felt, she was tossing her away. Cheng Xunxun coughed twice to hide his smile and said seriously: "It doesn't matter, if it's not enough, you can send someone next door to get some."

You're lying. The person living next to the Duke's Mansion is either a county prince or a Duke. To avoid suspicion and the friendship is not very good, you go to their house to pick lotus leaves. You are not afraid of being beaten.

They were probably borrowing a boat and launching it into the water. The commotion was so loud that even the old lady was alarmed. She heard the excitement and even sent Mother Yang over to take a look.

Cheng Xunxun was very wise. Before Yu Zhu could speak, he stood in front and said, "I read a travel journal last night and mentioned this lotus leaf soup. The weather is nice today, so I asked Lin to make it and try it."

Yuzhu muttered beside him, even if you don't tell me, I still plan to blame you...

Mother Yang pursed her lips and smiled, then went back and reported to Mr.

Mrs. Xie also became happy and showed a rare smile, "That's good, that's good. I'm just afraid that the old man has a stubborn temper and is as hard as a rock and can't be warmed. It's okay if you know how to hurt people."

"I haven't learned this from you, my little son's temperament is just like my mother's." Mother Yang said with a smile. She was the most powerful person around Mr. Xie. She was more important than the older maids, so she spoke more casually.

"...Yeah." Mrs. Xie's smile faded a little: "What's good about me is that I'm not liked by my sisters, and I won't be liked by my husband when I get married... It's better to be like the second daughter-in-law, look.

Everything is so sweet that it makes people feel happy, and my wife is good at raising children. If Yun Yatou had been born in her belly, I'm afraid she wouldn't be like this..."

Seeing that the eldest aunt was mentioned, Mrs. Yang knew that Mr. Xie was sad, so she hurriedly made up for it: "If the second wife gives birth to a young master, she must have a very good temperament. I am afraid that the old lady who will be recruited will hold her in her arms every day and be reluctant to let go."

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Xie breathed out, and her gloomy brows regained their coldness: "...Yes, I'm looking forward to it." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and give rewards. Your support is

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