After Lan Feng left, Lan Qiao closed the door and said to Hua Yuxi in Qiaoli's room: "I can help you save your people, but I still have one condition."

Hua Yuxi lamented with a sad look on her face, and said quietly: "I have sold my life to the young master. What other conditions does the young master have? The slave family has no way of rejecting it."

"It has nothing to do with this." Lan Qiao Surong said, "My condition is that you must obey my command when it comes to rescuing people."

Hua Yuxi asked curiously: "Do you know the situation in the Goddess Building better than me?"

"Of course you can make suggestions, but the final decision on whether to adopt them or not is up to me." Lan Qiao shook his head and said, "After going through so many things, you will be confused if you care, and you may make wrong choices due to emotional impulse, and I

Then we must stop all this from happening and allow the entire operation to proceed as planned."

"You're right." Hua Yuxi said in silence for a long time, "Since last night, various blows have come one after another. Even now, I still feel dizzy. It is indeed difficult to stay awake at all times and make the most correct decisions.

"

She finally raised her pretty face, stared into Lan Qiao's eyes and said, "But Master, can I really believe you?"

Lan Qiao smiled bitterly and said, "You have no choice."

"The slave family just obeys the master's orders." Hua Yuxi turned around, sat back on Lan Qiao's bed, and said with a smile: "Tell me, what is the master's first order?"

Lan Qiao thought for a moment and said, "You sit in my room for a while. I'll go out and get ready. I'll be back soon."

Hua Yuxi said in astonishment: "Why are you going?"

"You'll know later." Lan Qiao said and pushed the door out, locking the door from outside the house, leaving Hua Yuxi alone in the elegant house under the early morning light.

Hua Yuxi looked at the floating dust in the air that was brightly illuminated by the sun, and smelled the scent left by Lan Qiao on the quilt, and her heart was filled with excitement. Although Lan Qiao had just left, she already had the unbearable feeling of living like a year, as if she was alone.

Staying in the house made her feel more uncomfortable than being interrogated and tortured.

She was like a lonely young woman, waiting alone and anxiously for her husband to come home. As soon as this idea came up, even she was shocked, unwilling to admit that she actually had trust and dependence on a certain young man.

Since Hua Yuxi entered the Goddess Building, she has made all decisions on all matters big and small. Even if there is an order from the summit on February 7th, as long as it conflicts with her ideas, she will always argue with reason and try her best to act according to her own wishes.

Over the past few years, she has long been accustomed to the role of standing in the center of the decision-making circle and giving orders. Although she looks majestic on the outside, her inner loneliness is not common to outsiders.

The intricate relationships between rivers and lakes, the ever-changing battlefield situation, the ever-changing political situation, and the cunning and cunning power struggle all rest on her shoulders.

The huge responsibility and pressure have already overwhelmed her.

Now she had to obey others' orders. It was like a heavy burden was suddenly thrown away, and a long-lost sense of steadiness and ease filled her heart.

Being steady comes from having support, and being relaxed comes from trust.

It is the kind of trust in which you give yourself completely to the other person and believe that the other person will never let you down.

Trust in Blue Bridge.

Hua Yuxi stood up and pushed the door. The door was locked with a soft "click" sound.

"Are you afraid that I will run away?" Hua Yuxi laughed dumbly and paced casually in the room.

When she saw the shining sword hanging on the wall, she felt a chill in her heart. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand to caress the sword's edge, and recalled the days when she and Lan Qiao were fighting wits and courage in the Xixia treasure.

Even if the earth falls apart and cannot kill you, what kind of person are you?

She didn't know how long it had passed before she heard the sound of someone unlocking the door. Lan Qiao pushed the door open and came in: "Everything is ready. Come with me."

Because the Xiang Mansion occupies a very large area, in addition to the Yunxian Pavilion in the middle, the four gardens of Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum also have their own separate kitchens.

Hua Yuxi followed Lan Qiao into the kitchen, was stunned for a moment and said, "Why did you bring me here?"

Lan Qiao walked around behind Hua Yuxi and closed the door. He looked down at her confused face and said, "You haven't eaten yet, have you?"

Hua Yuxi has not eaten since she performed on stage last night. During this period, she first experienced a three-hour song and dance performance, then went to the private room to deal with Li Jinglong, and suddenly met An Xiaohan's tragic death, and encountered the Longhu Gang and the Border Town

Chase of Arrows.

When she finally returned to the hiding place, she was completely enveloped by various emotions. Sometimes she felt sad for An Xiaohan's death, sometimes she was worried about her captured men, and sometimes she was thinking about her future plans. Her mind was in chaos and she no longer had the heart to eat or drink.

Early the next morning, she went to see Lan Qiao anxiously, but was immediately made things difficult by Lan Feng in every possible way. Even until she reached an agreement with Lan Qiao, she still felt unreal.

"I have no appetite." Hua Yuxi whispered.

"If you don't have an appetite, just wait until you eat, and work first." Lan Qiao didn't care, and took her to the table for preparing meals. He smiled casually and said, "Since you promised to listen to me in everything, then I

Now I’ll give you the first task, make dumplings.”

When Hua Yuxi took a look, she saw a large basin on the desk. In the basin was freshly mixed meat filling, and next to it was a large prepared dough. She woke up at the right time: "You just left the house, you are going

Prepare these?"

"I'll roll the dough, you make it." Lan Qiao didn't even look at her, he cut off a piece of dough, rolled it into thin strips, and rolled it out into doughs as big as the palm of your hand and of even thickness.

Hua Yuxi still didn't make a move, but said stubbornly: "I told you I had no appetite."

Lan Qiao stopped the rolling pin in his hand and glared at her: "If you don't eat it, I will eat it, hurry up."

Hua Yuxi had no choice but to use bamboo chopsticks to pick out an appropriate amount of meat filling and put in a piece of dough.

"Be more careful in your work." Lan Qiao did not forget to remind him, "If you find any stuffing exposed while cooking, I will hit your palms like a teacher and hit the exposed stuffing."

"I got it." Hua Yuxi was forced to calm down and carefully knead each piece of dough with her long and white fingers as white as spring onions.

Lan Qiao's movements were very neat. Each piece of dough was rolled out to the same size and thickness. Hua Yuxi remained silent and sat the wrapped dumplings on the basket. For a while, the only sound in the kitchen was the sound of knives cutting dough.

The sound of rolling pin and the soft sound of bamboo chopsticks hitting the edge of the basin.

Hua Yuxi's technique is skillful. She makes each dumpling almost exactly the same and arranges it neatly. It not only looks beautiful but also makes full use of the space.

After the two of them had made hundreds of dumplings, Lan Qiao wiped his hands and turned to light a fire to boil water.

The dumplings were cooked quickly. Lan Qiao served them in a large bowl and placed them on the small wooden table in the corner of the kitchen. He also took a small porcelain plate for Hua Yuxi and himself, poured balsamic vinegar on it, and said with a smile: "Not yet.

Do you have an appetite? Eat quickly."

Strangely enough, Hua Yuxi, who had no intention of eating at first, quickly became calm after making a few dumplings, and then began to feel hungry. When she had made seventy or eighty dumplings, she felt even more hungry.

, my stomach couldn’t help but growl.

Later, Lan Qiao boiled water to cook dumplings. Hua Yuxi looked behind Lan Qiao and swallowed her saliva, but she was too embarrassed to let Lan Qiao see it. After the dumplings were cooked, she stared at the big bowl full of dumplings and said:

"You can eat some."

"Then eat." Lan Qiao boldly picked up a dumpling and put it in the vinegar dish in front of Hua Yuxi. He also found a wine jar and two wine glasses, smashed the mud seal and filled it with wine: "Drink less.

Click, there are still tasks to do later."

The hot dumplings entered her mouth, and Hua Yuxi took in a hissing breath. When she chewed the dough, an exciting and delicious taste instantly enveloped her taste buds.

"This is..." She opened her eyes wide and looked at Lan Qiao with burning eyes.

"Slow down, slow down, don't burn it, you're so stupid." Lan Qiao put the wine glass into her hand and said, "This wine is cold."

Hua Yuxi took a sip of wine before swallowing the dumpling: "You put truffles in the meat filling? No, it's truffle oil, right?"

"You're right, Mr. Hua has a pretty good tongue." Lan Qiao said with a smile, "Fortunately, this is Xiang Yixuan's house, and there are such treasures in the kitchen."

The aroma of truffle oil enhanced the deliciousness of the meat filling. Huayu, who was already starving, kept chopping chopsticks until she ate forty or fifty dumplings and drank a large bowl of noodle soup before she put down her chopsticks.

The smell of wine rushed to her cheeks, and two beautiful blushes appeared on her face. Hua Yuxi, who had filled her stomach, turned to look out the bright window, her mood was completely different than before.

"Meticulous work can divert people's attention and make them forget their anxiety, and delicious food is a magic weapon that can improve people's mood." Lan Qiao looked at the bright and moving beauty in front of him and said sincerely: "Everyone is beautiful."

Hua Yuxi said sheepishly: "When did the young master become glib?" Despite her words, her already red and pretty face became even more shy. Her charming and charming girlish attitude really made me pity her.

"Few people are as talented as Hua. As long as you can eliminate the intrusion of emotions, no matter how difficult the situation is, you will not be in trouble." Lan Qiao put down the empty wine glass in his hand and said leisurely, "Then please tell me, Hua, which way should we go?"
Chapter completed!