Although he hadn't peeked at the content, he knew it was about Aunt Shen's family.
"Go and ask for Dr. Lin." The housekeeper looked at his master suddenly. Even if he was slightly unwell, the medicine man in the mansion could diagnose and treat him. Isn't that much better than the medical skills of the imperial doctors in the palace?
"Just say that I played chess with Your Majesty today, and I was exhausted and had an unbearable headache!" Xun Yang ordered slowly, his voice was like a spring stream, gurgling sweetly. He washed his hands and face elegantly, and ordered in a warm voice: "Bring me a homing pigeon. , let Mo Yun go wait for Hai Dongqing in Shen Mansion under the eaves."
The housekeeper knew that his master was a talented person and knew things like a god, so he didn't ask too many questions and immediately went to prepare. Without thinking, he knew that it was all for Aunt Shen's sake. He couldn't help complaining about her. She really had no vision. How could Prince Jin be better than his own family? Is the master okay?
"Ah sneeze——"
Shen Yunchu in Wutong Garden covered his nose with some doubts in his heart. He was not suffering from cold, right?
"Jiaojiao, I brought you dinner. I see Hanxue and the others have lamb legs to eat!" Cuiya walked in happily, opened the lid and said "Hey", Shen Yunchu raised his eyes and looked over, the specifications were strictly in accordance with the common people's. As a woman, I prepared three vegetables, one meat and one soup, but this dish——
Cui Ya looked at the simple dishes on the table and was stunned: "Jiaojiao, are they too bullying?"
The fried cabbage was all rotten leaves, and you could still see the rot on the leaves. The tomato scrambled eggs were filled with tomato skins and were fried to a paste. Only the shredded potatoes had a normal color.
Shen Yunchu didn't answer. Feng Qingyun calmly picked up his chopsticks and just picked up a shredded potato. He frowned and spat it out. It was raw at all. Looking at the plate of stewed chicken, it was either chicken butt or chicken skin. The only piece of meat I could chew was a thin chicken breast with clearly defined ribs.
Shen Yunchu sighed and threw down his chopsticks.
"I clearly saw Chun Yan and Han Xue eating roasted leg of lamb. How come Jiao Jiao's place is not as good as the food served by the slaves?" Cui Ya puffed her mouth and her eyes turned red, "It must be Mother Meng who is in charge of the meals. Wutong Garden suffered a loss, so I took the opportunity to take revenge on Jiaojiao, I’ll go tell Madam!”
Shen Yunchu picked up the rotten vegetable leaves with his chopsticks and smelled them. It had a rotten smell. This was simply the garbage left when choosing vegetables. He picked it up and fried it for her to eat. Fortunately, the people in the kitchen did not mind that these things had soiled the pot. .
"Don't go!" Shen Yunchu hurriedly stopped her and said sternly: "You have been in the house for a while. You should use your brain more when something happens. If you get involved based on impulse, you will be the one who suffers in the end. Do you think there is nothing wrong with you? With Madam’s acquiescence, do these slaves dare to oppress me like this?”
"But -" Cui Ya waved her sleeves to wipe her tears, "Jiao Jiao is too wronged!"
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Editor: Webster's move was really cruel. Did he want to starve Yun Chu to death?
A certain potato: I really want to starve her to death, so that the book will be finished. Someone left a message saying that waiting for an update is very empty, and also said that they would boycott me for updating every day. I expressed my sorrow, and I wrote about the potato in the house fight. It's not cooked yet. Mu Sakutong wrote 10,000 words in three hours, but I only wrote less than 2,000 words. So, you girls who are reading the article, why haven't you [collected] it and waited?